Novel & Cerita La Tirana Quiere Vivir Honestamente

"Sincere love, that got you down?" "Mother! Rara sincerely loves him, whatever your viewpoint. Rara also doesn't care what people say, and this is Rara's life. They have no right to rule Rara's life. Rara is happy with Rara's life now. I don't care what other people say, our life, so what we want to do. "

Everything you built has crumbled. *And I survived.* *I found my real family. I'm having a son with a woman I love. I'm building a life based on truth and honesty instead of lies and manipulation.* *That's my victory over you.* *Not revenge. Not violence. Not seeing you arrested.* *Life. Lived well. Lived honestly. In complete defiance of everything you represented.* *You stole me as a baby.* *But you couldn't steal my future.* *Goodbye, Irene. I'm done carrying you.*

"What do you want out of this?" Brayden leaned in just an inch closer, the faint scent of mint and leather drifting off him. His gaze dropped to my lips for a fraction of a second before snapping back to my eyes. "I want honesty. I want people to stop pretending to be saints when they're entirely selfish. But more importantly..." He paused, his voice dropping into a quiet, gravelly purr that sent a literal shiver down my spine. "What do you want, Janessa? Forget Trevor. Forget your scholarship for a second. What do you actually want out of life?"

“You forget, who brought you to this position? Are you having amnesia, or are you starting to show your true colors? A shameless man, whose life depends on others?” Arslan growled under his breath. “You know... you're a lot like a parasite, Arslan.” “Shut up!” Arslan snarled in disapproval. But Tiara wouldn't stop. Her hurt was really at the breaking point. She would not stop venting the anger that had been held back for weeks. Even though there was good news, it didn't mean victory for her. It didn't. He would not give up this easily.

She's had the pretty, maybe she wants the ugliness of life now, at least she knows it's real. T: I guarantee you my life isn't pretty and it's not easy, but it's mine. I wait for what feels like forever for her answer. H: That's probably the most honest thing anyone's ever said to me. T: I'll never lie to you. That's one thing you can take to the bank with me. H: Good. Let's always be honest with one another - even if it's not the easiest thing to do. I type quickly. T: I don't do promises, as I told Riley, but I can assure you, you won't have to wonder if what I say is true or not. I don't make it a point of lying to make things easier on other people.

“Of course it is. You don't know how happy I was after I was able to pull this off.” “You know, I had been worried sick, wondering whether you would be able to do it or not. But now that you announced your success, I can't help but say that I'm truly happy for you my dear, I'm so happy for you!” ~ A few weeks went by, and I still didn't hear from Tihana. My guess was that maybe she would rather not make things public. I was in my favorite club, waiting for Kira to arrive. Since she now lives in the Red moon pack, I think she's the best person to ask about what's going on. I believe she can tell me what I really want to hear.

"Nothing you need..." "Dont you dare utter that bullshit. For fucks sake, for once can you just spit the truth to me. Our whole relationship was a lie Jaxon. You kept lying to me and I like a fool trusted. But for once can you just be truthful to me? Because I am tired, I am tired of people hiding the truth from me, it's like my whole life is a lie, first, everyone lied to me about me being adopted, then you lied about loving me, and every day I find one or other lie that people around me feed to me and I am tired, I am done of these lies." Celina shoots as she sobs, the pain she always hid inside her heart, she is tired of people treating g her like a child, she is a grown adult woman and s

she asked, nodding toward me. The question pierced straight through me. What did I want? Forgiveness? Redemption? Him? “I don’t want his power,” I said softly. Victor scoffed faintly. “I don’t want his mafia,” I continued. “Or his alliances. Or his influence.” Elena tilted her head slightly. “What do you want, Aria?” I swallowed. “I want honesty.” Lucian’s fingers tightened slightly against mine. Elena watched the gesture. Carefully. “And if honesty costs him leverage?” Victor asked.

Bibi says, "Are you sure Mimi will do the job?" 'Tara asked, "She will do it because I will give her a condition of thirty percent of anything that comes out of the deal," Bibi says, "And If problems crop up?" 'Tara asked, "She will bear the pains and if she comes out of the problems the struggles continue" Bibi replied, "you people are wicked, you are not been considerate of our life" 'Tara says, "But, you want to live large and expensive life and you want to achieve your desires in life," Bibi says, "remember there is no bed of roses anywhere," Bibi says,

“Choose what?” “How we live,” she said. “Not as survivors. As people who are allowed to want things.” Jordan studied her face, the strength there no longer forged by crisis alone. “What do you want?” he asked. She didn’t answer immediately. Then, softly: “A life that’s honest. Work that matters. Love that doesn’t have to be proven by pain.” Jordan’s eyes burned. “I want you,” he said simply. “Not as a shield. Not as a sacrifice. As my partner.”