Life Asked Death Quotes

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

Atthaletta Evangellyn hidup kembali sebagai Raquella Qyra setelah dirinya tewas tenggelam di lautan karena konspirasi jahat suami dan adik tirinya yang berselingkuh di belakangnya. Aletta bersumpah, jika ia diberikan kesempatan hidup untuk yang kedua kalinya maka ia akan membalaskan semua rasa sakit tak tertahankan yang pernah ia rasakan. Dan Aletta mendapatkan kesempatan itu, bukan sebagai dirinya melainkan sebagai Qyra -wanita malang yang bunuh diri di tempat yang sama dengan tempat kematiannya. Melalui tubuh Qyra, Aletta memasuki kediamannya yang dulu sebagai baby sitter putrinya, atau lebih tepatnya putri adik tiri dan suaminya yang dengan bodoh ia rawat selama 5 tahun tanpa tahu asal usul anak itu. Aletta mendatangkan badai untuk adik tiri dan suaminya. Menagih setiap rasa sakit yang ia rasakan. Merampas kembali apa yang sudah suami dan adik tirinya renggut darinya. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang penuh kasih sayang. Yang ada hanya Qyra yang dipenuhi pembalasan dendam. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang mudah mempercayai orang, yang ada hanya Qyra yang menganggap semua manusia tidak layak dipercaya. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang mudah dimanfaatkan dan disakiti, yang ada hanya Qyra dengan hati yang membeku. Namun, di tengah pembalasan dendam. Aletta berhadapan dengan Kenneth, adik suaminya yang ternyata adalah pria yang telah membuat Qyra bunuh diri. Target balas dendam Aletta bertambah. Mata pedangnya kini tertuju pada tiga orang. Suami, adik tiri dan juga adik suaminya. Bisakah Aletta membalaskan semua dendamnya dan Qyra saat sebuah tabir tersingkap? Dan bisakah ia menyangkal perasaan pada Kenneth yang mulai tumbuh seiring berjalannya waktu?

Anushka grew up in the vast tea plantations of Darjeeling, North Bengal. And like eight or ten ordinary girls, she was fastidious and fickle, but from the age of ten, she had a overcome many obstacles to fight relentlessly against the odds of fate. But she overcome these adversities very well. All of a sudden, Anushka's marriage started to struggle, her father objected at first, but under the pressure of her grandmother, Anushka was finally married to the son of an elite family of Kolkata. On the day of the wedding, Anushka came to know that 'Amarnath' and 'Anjali' are not her parents. Anushka's groom ' Rahul' unfortunately died on the day after the wedding like seventy two hours later. It took him a long time to erase this cruel past and start a new life. The collaboration of 'Nithin Sir' came to the city after the finale exam of the school with very good results to conquer her own destiny by fulfilling her dreams. Andright here her life takes a turn or another new drama begins which surpasses even life..... To know the rest, you have to read this incredibly novel.

"No offense but you are always so grumpy, it's actually kind of cute." I bluntly say to him and watch him throw me a nasty glare, I just giggle at that. "I'm not." he defends himself in a calm yet stern voice keeping his face emotionless. "sure." I find myself saying sarcastically. I think I'm too drunk  because there is no way a sober River will have the courage to hold a conversation with a very grumpy Killian. I expect another scary glare to come towards me but instead I meet with a soft gaze that stares at me with an unreadable expression. "I'm not." This time he says softly, I see him biting back a small smile and , he smiles. I've never seen him smiling before, not this way. Standing on the edge of life, River breathes in and lets himself adjust into a new life, into a new family. After a horrifying past he finds his life wrapped around a shaggy orphanage and several foster homes which makes it hard to believe that he is actually being adopted. Having a family was always a desire of him but to his burnt luck, he doesn't feel like he belongs in his adoptive family. Everyone and everything around him make it clear that he wasn't born to be happy. River is waiting for another push, one last push to end it all and fall from the edge and that's when a grumpy looking Killian Price steps into his life. River can't decide if Killian is the saviour or the devil himself. River's life meets with unexpected secrets mixed with burning desire, adorning the melancholic attire. Soon, he finds out he isn't the only one standing on the edge of the cliff, or he realises he is far from the edge.

Alena Rossi walked in on her fiance Rayden sleeping with his secretary Stephanie in the house they shared. The chaos around her that unravelled for Rayden was beyond her reach and she hadn't cared enough to stick around and watch the fireworks. Returning to her homeland had given her unexpected surprises that she hadn't anticipated. Devon Tyler is the youngest mogul who took the real estate world by storm and was building an empire for his future. He had dominated a lot in the last five years that made him more elusive until he came face to face with his oldest friend's youngest sister Alena. The young girl who grew up next door to him until he was twenty one. The same little girl that didn't like him one bit as a child and detested his very existence like he was a peasant to her. Came face to face with the adult version, the stunning beauty who still refused to acknowledge him. So he made it his mission to charge at her with everything he has and too see if she dared continue to ignore the untouchable billionaire who refuses to be ignored. The little girl he watched from afar was now within distance and he was up for the challenge as he stared at her silently.

In front of the orphanage gates, Rebecca Schwartz, the impoverished student I had been sponsoring, stood glaring at me with a face full of disdain. "If you don't let Freddie come along, I'm not going to your house either," she declared, her tone sharp and unyielding. In the past, blinded by love and hopelessly infatuated, I would have caved to her demands, humbling myself just to keep the peace. But things were different now—I had been reborn. Staring at this despicable pair, who had once caused my tragic demise, a tidal wave of fury surged within me. Yet, it settled into nothing more than a faint, icy smile on my lips. "Then stay here," I said, my voice cold and steady. "Rot in this place alongside your precious Freddie. After all, trash like you belong in the garbage heap."

I died five years ago. Now my husband, the Don of our Mafia family, wants me to take the fall for his sister again—this time for accidentally killing a British noble's heir during an arms deal. He's holding a fake confession letter with my forged signature, storming into my old apartment in the rust district, only to find it empty. Frustrated, he grabs the corner store owner downstairs, demanding to know where I am. The owner pauses, wiping his hands on his apron, calmly tells him: "Serafine? She died five years ago." "Heard it was retaliation from a rival family during the gang war. They ambushed her in an alley... shot her over a dozen times. She died immediately." My husband, Lucien, refuses to believe it. Convinced the owner is on my payroll, hiding me to help me escape his reach. He scoffs, his eyes filled with scorn: "Oh, so what? Because I called her out for messing up that last job, now she's throwing a tantrum?" "You tell her, if she doesn't come back and take the fall in three days, I'll revoke her grandmother's 'special family protection'! Let the old woman rot!" With that, he storms out, his rage still simmering. The owner watches him leave and sighs, shaking his head. "There's no grandmother left to protect... That woman passed away not long after Serafine did... couldn't survive the winter without our family's medical supplies and protection..."

Suffering from memory loss, a young, innocent girl has to live a life that seems too much for her with her ten younger brothers. *** After an abduction incident, the multi-billionaire's daughter, Zoelle Mori was found alive but has lost all of her memory due to head trauma and excessive stress. To get back on track, she has to know what kind of person she used to be be; become sophisticated, firm, and staid; lastly, reside in a mansion with ten disunited, terrible younger brothers. Will she be able to relive the life of Zoelle Mori?

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.

All because he believed I pushed Elena down the stairs out of jealousy. Six months ago, a rival family drugged Alexander. Elena saved him and got pregnant. Her family disowned her for it. "Ivy, why can't you just let her be?" Alexander choked me, disappointment and rage in his eyes. "She saved my life! I promised to send her away. Why be so vicious to an unborn child? If anything happens to them, I'll bury you with them." I didn't argue. I just planned an explosion. But when I vanished, the high-and-mighty Don went mad.