Lirik Lagu Eight Iu Novels & Stories

Thirteen years of my life were given to Ethan Cross. I believed in his music before anyone else did, stayed through the long nights when success was only a dream, and held on to every promise that I would be the woman by his side when it all finally came true. After eight years as his girlfriend and four more wearing his ring, he walked away. Seven months later, an invitation arrived. Ethan is getting married. And not to me. He is marrying my cousin sister. The wedding is set on a two week getaway meant for couples only. Ethan may think I will stay behind, broken and forgotten, but he is wrong. I will not be showing up alone. My date is Adrian Cole, Ethan’s powerful boss in the music industry, the man who holds his career in his hands and the one rival he never wanted near me. Ethan thought he left me behind. But this time I am not the girl he abandoned. I am stronger, I have found my own rhythm, and I am walking back into his world with the one man who can break him the way he broke me.

On the day my boyfriend and I moved into our new home, his ex-girlfriend gave us a mysterious gift. The moment I opened the front door, a swarm of hornets came flying out. I screamed in fright as I felt seven or eight stings from them. His ex, Erica Loft, jumped out from behind the door with a giggle. She shouted, "Surprise! "I went up the mountains to visit a master craftsman. I wanted to get you this specially brewed hornet wine, and I even brought back a hornet's nest for you to decorate your new house with! "Isn't this a great gift?" Erica made a face at us. She was gleeful at the messy predicament I was in. My boyfriend, Joe Fulham, clenched his teeth. He rushed forward to grab Erica by the wrist as he shouted angrily at her. "Are you crazy? Don't you know that hornets are venomous?! Is this really a surprise, or are you trying to hurt us?" I listened to another one of their huge arguments from behind the door, feeling like an outsider in my own relationship. As I felt the stinging pain in my arm, I knew this wedding was about to fall through.

Eight years ago, Alpha Sebastian Carter betrayed her. While she was pregnant with his pups, he exiled her to fulfil his mate’s evil wish. Jasmine had nowhere to go for years. From the gutters, she began to rise to fame with her triplets and her second chance love, Asher, at her side. But what happens when Sebastian comes back with a ring he vows to put on her finger? He still believes that Jasmine will always be his to possess. ~ “Do you think of me when he touches you, Jasmine?” his voice in her ear cut deep. She’s broken, shattered to pieces because of this man, yet he didn’t stop. “Move, Sebastian,” she begged, trapped in between him and the store room’s wall. “Wrong answer.” She tried to shove him, but he held her hands captive above her head. “I know your body remembers me.” “Shut up!” “My kisses are what you dream of every night,” he growled, and her thighs clenched. This was wrong. It was forbidden. He’s a mated wolf, and she’d moved on from the past. Right?…

Eight years ago, Sara vanished without a trace… abandoning the man she loved and the husband who never stopped searching for her: Emiliano Monter. Now, on the eve of his marriage of convenience, Sara reappears in the most unexpected way… as a mysterious dancer at his bachelor party. She hides her identity. He doesn’t recognize her… until it’s too late. When Emiliano discovers who she truly is—and the secret she has been hiding all these years—the love he once felt transforms into a dangerous obsession. Determined to make her pay for her betrayal, he forces her back into his world… to work for him, to remain close—too close. But hatred has never managed to extinguish what they feel. Caught between a marriage that was never born of love, a past filled with lies, and an attraction impossible to ignore, Sara and Emiliano find themselves trapped in a game of power, desire, and revenge. And when dark secrets begin to come to light, it won’t only their forbidden love that is at risk… but also the empire that holds everything together: Casa Monter. Love, betrayal, desire… and a truth that could destroy it all. Will they survive what once tore them apart… or will their love be the very thing that condemns them?

WARNING: This book contains mature content, explicit scenes, and dark themes. Reader discretion is advised. “Maybe… maybe I don’t ever want to be anyone’s wife again.” Betrayed. Banished. Broken. For eight years, Selena was the devoted Luna of the Knightstorm Pack, until her alpha husband branded her a whore, stripped her of their children, and cast her out. Years later, she’s risen from the ashes as a renowned artist, fiercely independent and done with men forever. But when her ex-husband discovers the devastating truth, that a cruel scheme made him punish the wrong woman, he will stop at nothing to win her back. His reckless, alcoholic brother has always wanted her too. And then there’s the powerful alpha trapped in a loveless open marriage, willing to burn down his twenty-year union the moment he scents his second-chance mate in Selena. Three alphas. One woman who swore she would never belong to anyone again. As old wounds resurface and new desires ignite, Selena must fight not only for her stolen children, but for the heart she thought was dead. Who will claim the broken Luna… and will she ever let any of them in?

For eight years, I stayed by John Harlem's side, even without a title. I was there when he recovered and rose from his wheelchair, and I was there when he clawed his way out of depression. I thought that one day, if I endured long enough, he would see my sincerity and affection for him. And we might end up together. But when his first love returned to the country, all my hopes turned into delusions. He told me to put away feelings I should never have had and remain by his side as nothing more than his "sister". For her, he deceived me, humiliated me, and pushed me away. What he never knew was that in helping him heal, I had absorbed far too much of his darkness. The very day he stopped taking his medication, I was diagnosed with severe depression. In order to save myself, I chose to let him go… and married his uncle instead. But at my wedding, he set aside his pride and dignity, dropped to his knees before everyone, and begged me for nothing more than a single glance.

“Let go of me Adam! You don’t own me anymore and you never will!” “No! I’m not letting you walk away thinking this bullshit is true,” he says, his voice shaking between begging and fury. As if he has the right to be angry after he's done cheating on me. ~~~ He married her for revenge. He wanted to destroy her family. But Adam Hilton didn’t plan to stupidly fall in love with Hermione, the woman he swore to use and ruin. To remove her from the cruel plan he made against her dad and family, he serves her divorce papers while she’s still in prison. When she’s finally released, Hermione finds Adam in bed with another woman. Broken, she signs the papers and disappears. But Adam finds out the truth—she isn’t the real daughter of the family he wanted to destroy. Now, Adam is drowning in guilt. For eight months he searches for her. When he finally finds her, Hermione swears never to forgive him, but Adam swore to never let her go. PS: He has reckless ways of begging. As wild and consuming as his love for her.

My husband insisted that I wear high heels at the company’s annual meeting despite being pregnant. He compared me to his female secretary with a look of disdain. "Can’t you learn from Lucille? She’s eight months pregnant and still comes to work in full makeup, handling her tasks efficiently. If you don’t wear them, don’t go. I’ll be embarrassed!" He even tried to give the high heels to his secretary and take her as his date. Left with no choice, I forced myself to wear them. However, on the balcony, the secretary tripped me, spilling red wine all over me. Limping, I found my husband, only for him to sneer, "Tripping on flat ground? How clumsy!" Furious and pale with anger, I turned to leave. Someone urged him to chase after me, but he only got angrier. "How bad could it be? She’s so timid—she can’t survive without me! Just wait. When the event’s over, she’ll definitely be waiting in the car to drive me home." Alas, he was wrong. I turned and went straight to the hospital for an abortion.

"He forced me to abort our child. He cheated on me and gave me divorce papers." Videl Walker gave a man everything and was repaid with betrayal. For three years, she stood behind Eric Walker, quietly saving his collapsing empire, lifting him into power while the world crowned him a billionaire. In return, he cheated, discarded her, and erased her existence as if she had meant nothing. He thought she was weak. He was wrong. Videl is not just a discarded wife. She is a trained leader, raised in blood and discipline, forged by loss long before Eric ever entered her life. Eight years ago, her parents were murdered, her homeland Goma Island was sealed from the world, and revenge became the only thing keeping her alive. Now she is back. Eric Walker’s success was built on her sacrifice, and she intends to reclaim everything, piece by piece. But Eric is only the beginning. Beyond him lies a greater enemy, a locked island, and a debt written in blood. Videl is done being silent. Done being merciful. Done being invisible. This time, she will not beg. She will not forgive. She will destroy.

By my third month on the job, I discovered that my coworkers had been calling me "the old crow" behind my back. The nickname came from none other than Jace's condescending secretary—because at 32, I was still clutching onto an eight-year relationship that hadn't ended in marriage. I confronted Jace. "Do you know your employees have been calling me the old crow?" He didn't even bother to look up. "That's just Sadie—she speaks her mind and means no harm. You're 32; why get so worked up over what a young girl says?" Then he gave me a faint, mocking smile. "Though honestly, it's a pretty fitting nickname." It felt like a cold hand had wrapped around my heart. So that was it—eight years of my youth, nothing more than a joke to him. I turned and walked away, handed in my resignation, and blocked every way he could reach me. But for the first time, the man who had always seemed so calm and untouchable finally panicked. "Elara," he pleaded, "please come back."