Positive Self-esteem Quotes

Standing against the corner of the wall, her entire drenched body was shivering, both in fear and cold. Her arms were tightly wrapped around herself. Her head was downcast. "Didn't I warn you not to step out of this house without my permission?" A shiver ran down her spine, hearing that intensely rugged voice questioning her. She didn't answer, not only just because she was a mute but also because she didn't know what to answer that person before her. Her shivering turned vigorous when she heard those heavy footsteps coming closer to her. That tall sinewy figure towered her. "You know what will I do to you if I have to repeat my fucking self again," She slowly took her head upward, hearing his threat. Her teary golden brown eyes met with his icy blue ones. His words immediately reminded her what he had done to her last night. Anger and hatred brimmed up in her watery eyes, and she didn't even need to use her words to tell him that. Her tears told him the intensity of her hatred towards him after what he had done to her last night. His jaw clenched. His nefarious gaze hooded. Grabbing her fragile neck with his brawny palm, he pushed her against the wall more and hovered her. "You consider me as a monster, don't you?" Hearing him whispering those words in her ear, her heart froze in terror, realising the worst things he was capable of doing to her. He gripped her neck tightly, causing a tear to slip down from her eyes. He leaned closer to her face, causing their noses to rub against each other. "Then tonight I will really become one for you and will torment this innocence of yours, Kaya Haiden……."

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: Sex, Love and Scandal “Everything I hate...Yet Crave.” A collection of several steamy, twisted, highly erotic short stories and filled with dark sexual fantasies and desires. DISCLAIMER ️ This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships.

Ivy's world is turned upside down when her luggage is mixed up with a man's at the airport - a man she comes to learn his name as Tarquin Brian Jones. He proposes a contract marriage, and Ivy is thrust into a new and complicated life. As their relationship develops and the tension between them grows, Ivy finds herself fighting to show Tarquin that she is more than he sees her. But with the presence of Tarquin's mistress and his sister, Morgan, who holds a grudge against her, Ivy is faced with difficult choices. Would she cling to hope that everything will change for her good or give up hope?

Faith McChrystal My mom taught me one important thing "Never trust anyone because they all leave when they're are done sucking you dry" And yes, that's how I ended up being a 24 year old single woman with no boyfriend, no girlfriend, no bestfriend but a shitty job and apartment. Life was normal until I found the job at C&S Clothing as the executive assistant. It's not a problem to work for a gay couple right? The problem is when the two sinister hot-as-hell bosses are the epitome of every fantasy you've had. Jared Scott and Hardin Calu were going to take me to an early grave. Hardin Calu I HATE WOMEN. I hate every fucking thing about them. That's why I was married to one and only man I had in my life. Jared! He was everything one could pray for. He saved me from my old self and turned me to a loving person. But fuck me, I was still cold and hard as ice. Everything that involved women made my skin crawl painfully. Their rosy scents and gloss-smeared lips, their tied skirts and slutty suits, fucking everything about them was a reminder of what happened. What made me scared. Until the little Faith McChrystal walked into that office. Jared Scott. Money! Power! A good marriage! I had it all. Life was beautiful with my man. Hardin Calu! He was a loving husband who'd wake me up with breakfast, and a kiss on my head, who'd kiss every pain away. Who made me see the world differently. I was complete with him. Or so I thought! Because a fucking nerdy chick walked into our office for interview and turned everything upside down!

“If we were both in danger, who do you think Jared would save first?” She suddenly asked. “What?” I didn't have the opportunity to process her words because the next minute, I felt a push on my back and lost balance, skidding off the stairs to land at the base of the stairs. ***************** Arielle had it all – a thriving career as a talented chef and a successful marriage to a Billionaire. While her husband was aloof by nature, she believed he cared for her deeply. She was content with their relationship, and appreciated what they shared. A day to their third wedding anniversary, she discovered she was pregnant and was filled with excitement and hope. She eagerly anticipated sharing this news with her husband, certain it would bring positive changes to their family and perhaps even soften his reserved demeanor. However, fate had other plans. Before she could reveal her pregnancy, an unexpected figure from her husband's past emerged – his “old friend”. As this newcomer made her way into their lives, unbeknownst to Arielle, this unexpected arrival would challenge everything she thought she knew about her marriage, her husband, and herself.

"You can't have all three Alpha's to yourself." They said. I smirked and made All three mine. I never expected this transmigrating into the world of my favorite BL novel where I suddenly find myself in the shoes of a character caught between three hot, powerful alpha wolves. The original MC chose one—one out of the three. I always hated that. They were all perfect in their own right. Why should I choose just one when I can have them all? Now, in this new life, I’m determined to rewrite fate. No longer bound by the rules of the story I knew so well, I’m here to change the game. The three alphas. Cayden, Ryan, and Levi are mine to claim. I’m not going to let fate limit me to one. I’m going to make them all fall for me. I’m going to make them realize they all want me too. And once they do, I’ll have my pick... but not just one. The thing is, it's not as easy as it looked as staying in a body that's not yours is hard to maintain and what will happen when the owner wants his body back? There are challenges, enemies, and secrets lurking in the shadows, and I have to stay one step ahead. If I’m going to get all three of them, I’ll need to play my cards carefully. The pressure of the whole world watching only adds to the weight on my shoulders.. I want them all..Every single one of them. I won’t stop until they’re mine, and I’m theirs.

How would one feel to be the obsession of a man? Terrible, right? I, Eve, was Justin Carter, a billionaire's obsession, his secretary/Personal Assistance under a 5-year contract; which meant I couldn't quit. He never stopped to pester me, knowing I was helpless. How was I going to handle the situation? He had been trying his best to make me his but there was an obstacle, his best friend, Mitchell Anderson, also obsessed with him and was torturing me to leave him for her… *** What was Eve going to do if she fell in love with Justin but those things that tried to create grave fear in their relationship were present. Could Justin's dominant and over-possessive nature be a negative or positive effect to anyone or anything? …..

In a single night, Serena Vale's entire world falls apart. Her ex-fiancé is set to marry her sister, and to make matters worse, her family blames her for it. Just when Serena thinks things couldn't be more disastrous, she receives a dreaded invitation to the wedding. Enter Damien Cole-ice-cold, irresistibly charming, and richer than anyone she knows. He proposes a deal: pretend to be his girlfriend to make his ex-girlfriend jealous and sidestep a marriage he doesn't want. In exchange, he promises to help her regain her footing in life, one public appearance after another. What begins as a plan for revenge and temporary convenience, quickly spirals into stolen glances, kisses that feel far too genuine, and secrets that neither is prepared to face. Yet, they both agreed to one rule: never fall in love. But the heart doesn't follow rules or contracts. If stories filled with fake romances, slow-burning tension, family feuds, betrayal, and a dangerously possessive billionaire entices you, then Selfish Romance will be your next obsession

Our place was hit by an earthquake. I was crushed by a slab of stone, but my wife, leader of the rescue squad, abandoned me in favor of her true love. She said, "You're a soldier. You can live with a little injury. Felix can't. He's always been weak, and he needs me." I was saved, eventually, and I wanted to leave my wife. I agreed to the chip research that would station me in one of the National Science Foundation's bases deep in the mountains. My leader was elated about my agreeing to this research. He grasped my hand tightly. "Marvelous. With you in our team, Jonathan, this research won't fail! But… you'll be gone for six whole years. Are you sure your partner's fine with it?" I nodded. "She will be. I'm serving the nation here. She'll understand." The leader patted my shoulder. "Good to know. The clock is ticking, so you'll only have one month to say your goodbyes. That enough for you?" I smiled. "More than enough."

" me." The words slipped out of her , past her lips, before she could do anything about it. Lancelot's eyes widened. He saw a golden ring form around Ziko's eyes; that was not a good sign. "What did you say?" She took one step towards him, slowly closing the gap between them. He wished she'll stop, still he wished she wouldn't. She didn't say anything, she just continued to walk towards him. Did she really know what she was getting herself into? Lancelot thought to control himself. He wasn't going to lose himself to her, he would have a shower and the bulging in his pants would reduce. Roxanne planted herself in front of Lancelot, she could feel his eyes burn through her skin. She wanted him now, and despite the indifferent look he tried to put up, the growth in his pants said otherwise; he wanted her too. "I said..." She placed a hand on his cheek. Lancelot's eyes fell to her lips and lingered there, so he saw them form the next words that came out of her mouth. " me." Ziko growled within him. He saw her bite her lower lip faintly, right before he lost every ounce of self control. ' it' He hissed. With one grip, he pulled her to himself and crashed his lips on hers.