Never Lose Hope Quotes

Vor einem Monat vergiftete ich mich ungewollt mit dem tödlichen Wolfsbane-Gift – unheilbar. Mein Körper begann Tag für Tag zu versagen. Bis heute wurde meine Wölfin endgültig getötet, und mein Leben zählte nun nur noch drei Tage. Am Tag vor meinem Tod willigte ich ein, meiner Schwester eine Niere zu transplantieren. Mein Gefährte war überglücklich und versprach, das später wieder gutzumachen. Nachdem meine Schwester meine Forschungsarbeit über den Belladonna-Trank plagiiert hatte und daraufhin im Schulforum beschimpft wurde, bekannte ich mich freiwillig als die eigentliche Plagiatorin. Meine Eltern waren zufrieden und sagten, ich sei endlich vernünftig geworden. Endlich war ich die ideale Gefährtin, die perfekte Tochter, wie sie es sich immer gewünscht hatten. Aber warum weinten sie alle, als ich nur noch eine kalte Leiche war?

Our daughter, Luna Woods, developed a high fever. Her body was burning hot. I immediately dialed 911 for help. The dispatcher on the other end kept repeating his questions. He spoke slowly, as if deliberately stalling for time. By the time I finally heard the ambulance siren, Luna was already turning cold in my arms. In less than a year, my wife and I separated. We were consumed by endless grief and blamed for each other. Afterward, I merely existed for the sake of it. I was a hollow shell of a man. Then, one day, I received a wedding invitation from my ex-wife. The moment I played the audio invitation, a chill ran down my spine. The groom’s voice was identical to that of the slow, dawdling dispatcher from that year! I rushed out, utterly distraught, only to be hit by a roaring train. When I opened my eyes again, I heard Luna crying in the next room. Her forehead was burning hot. My wife hurriedly handed me the phone. “Quick, call 911! I’ll get a wet towel.” My hands trembled as I took the phone. When it was answered, I heard a familiar male voice through the receiver. “911, what’s your emergency?”

ღ꧁ღ╭⊱ꕥ Maria Isabel Monedero fantasized about being like Shakespeare. She devoted her all life to writing romance tragedy stories. She joined many writing competitions but never won. She almost gives up her spirit, but her bubbly personality doesn’t. Until the day she graduated college. Then, Maria Isabel Monedero, known as Mimo as her pseudo name, joined Story & Life publishing incorporation to work as a creative novelist. She got admitted, and many editors demanded that she be in their lineup. Unfortunately, before she gets to designate a team, she must undergo provision training within six months. Then, finally, the publisher assigns her a personal editor named Jaime Tejedor, who claims to be a hopeless romantic. He dislikes tragedy romance stories, which is Mimo’s best field in writing. He rejected Mimo’s works twice, and she only has the last chance to stick around. If she ever gets rejected again, it’s the edge of her career. For her to evade that… She plots to seduce her editor to approve her work. Will she succeed? Or fall entirely to his charm? ꕥ⊱╮ღ꧂ღ

วันนั้นเป็นวันที่ฉันได้เจอกับเขา ‘คุณองศา โยคินวาณิชย์สกุล’ ผู้ชายที่เพียบพร้อมไปซะทุกอย่างทั้งที่เขาอันตราย ฉันก็พร้อมจะเดินไปกับเขา ทั้งที่เขาเป็นคนลึกลับ ฉันก็พร้อมที่จะเชื่อใจเขา...

Anomalies were descending on the world when I got thrown into a horror dungeon. The problem? I was a hopeless romantic. An even bigger problem? The dungeon’s final boss turned out to be more of a lovesick idiot than I was. The moment he saw me, he practically begged to be my personal simp.. Me: Wait… we’re doing that already? The barrage of comments exploded: “Look at him. The mighty final boss is willing to be the third wheel.” “Sorry, sweetie, but our girl already has two anomalies in line. Even if he’s the boss, he still has to take a number.”

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

"Kalau kami kahwin, bumi ini harus dibelah jadi dua! Satu bahagian aku, satu bahagian dia." Memanglah Fatin dan Murad kawan baik. Tapi, macam mana pula dia nak memupuk rasa cinta terhadap satu sama lain kalau sudah memang cinta itu tidak pernah hadir! "Jom, kita cuba!" "Kalau tak boleh juga?" "Apahal pula tak boleh?" "Sebab kau Murad, dan aku Fatin!" Persoalannya, berjayakah Fatin dan Murad menempuhi jalan ke pelaminan kalau sudah kedua-duanya 'hopeless' dalam beromantisan? "Kau orang berdua memang... Hopeless Romantis!"

On Mother's Day, I was planning to give my mother-in-law a special gift, but to my surprise, I saw her enter a room with a Black man. When she came out half an hour later, her face was flushed…

Miranda wanted nothing but to make Maxwell the top one ranking business man all over the world. She hated the fact he was ranking second when he was supposed to be the best. She offered herself as his golden platter, she was going to take it upon herself in order for him to be the best. Miranda offered to be a personal assistant to Edwin a top one ranking business man in order to bring him down. Did Miranda succeed in her plans? Even if she did, what happened when love came knocking on her door? was it for Maxwell or Edwin? Would Edwin allow himself to be decieved and used by Miranda? find out!

She left him fifty dollars and a lifetime of regret. Aurora Thompson made two mistakes in one night: she got drunk and slept with a stranger in a hotel room that wasn’t hers. Then she came home to find her husband sitting on the couch with another woman—pregnant with his child. Five years of sacrifice. Five years of hiding her identity as the Thompson heir to prove her love. Five years of building his failing company into an empire. And he threw it all away for a business deal. Fine. If Piagel Blythe wants a divorce, she’ll give him one. But she’s taking everything she built with her—every contract, every connection, every cent of success. She’s done being the invisible wife. But there’s one problem: the stranger from that night? He’s Kieran Miller—the richest, most ruthless man in Velloria. And he’s not interested in forgetting what happened. In fact, he’s been waiting seven years for Aurora to walk back into his life. He kept the fifty dollars. Now he wants everything else. Some men don’t know what they have until it’s destroying them. Others have been waiting all along.