Quotes About Hard Times

I was eighteen when I left Italy for Chicago. My brother Leo handed me over to his most powerful ally for “protection.” Don Damien Volkov. His eyes locked on me the first time we met. They never looked away. By day, I was his private doctor. By night, I was the only thing in his bed. His seduction was a slow, deliberate hunt. The way his body brushed against mine during an exam. A stray kiss that landed behind my ear. The weight of his hand resting on the small of my back. I fell fast and hard for his dark charm. I gave myself to him, letting him claim me, again and again. For four years, our affair was a secret hidden in the shadows. In that time, he sculpted my body, teaching it to crave his touch, molding me into his perfect obsession. Then she came back. Isabella, his exiled ex-fiancée. He sent his private jet for her. I swallowed my pride and crashed his reunion. An hour ago, his hands, still smelling of blood, gripped my chin. He forced his kiss on me. But now, right in front of me, he was stroking another woman's hair. "Elara, you're the one who climbed into my bed four years ago." "You act like a whore, but you expect me to treat you like a Donna?" The way he looked at Isabella was so tender. The way he looked at me was pure scorn. Shame burned through me. Head down, I sent my brother a coded text. Accept the Moretti proposal. I looked up. A smile bloomed on my face. "Fine. Then this is goodbye, Damien."

Failed writer Ivana Prute signs a contract to be Billionaire and s*x addict Kyl's mistress and to write his memior, she is desperate for the paycheck but unprepared for the man; controlling and possessive CEO

หมอไทม์ ธามไธ ศัลยแพทย์โรงพยาบาล N ภายนอกดูเหมือนเป็นคนเย็นชาที่ไม่ค่อยสนใจใคร แต่ใครเลยจะรู้ว่าข้างในหัวใจกลับซ่อนความหวั่นไหวและอบอุ่นเอาไว้อย่างมิดชิด ครั้งหนึ่งเขาเคยตั้งปฎิญาณเอาไว้ว่าจะไม่รักใครแต่แล้วโชคชะตากลับเล่นตลกให้เขาต้องมาตกหลุมรักผู้หญิง ที่เขาหวังเพียงแค่ค้างคืนแต่กลับคือรักจริงและรักเดียวของเขาตลอดไป ไออุ่น อัยย์วรินทร์ เด็กสาวที่มองโลกในแง่ดีน่ารักและบริสุทธิ์สดใส รอยยิ้มของเธอทำให้ใครต่อใครตกหลุมรักโดยไม่รู้ตัว รวมถึงเขาผู้ชายที่พรากความบริสุทธิ์ของเธอไปเพียงชั่วข้ามคืนด้วยความเข้าใจผิด ทำให้เธอกับเขาต้องผูกติดกันไปตลอดชีวิตด้วยคำว่ารัก

Mia gasped as he slowly ran the tip of his finger up and down the length of her pussy; she was so primed for him, her hips jerked and a spasm inside of her made her moan. “Nick, now. Please… I can’t wait.” “Me neither, Mia. I want to be inside you. You’re going to feel amazing, I just know it.” **** Nick Spencer’s life is effortless: strong drinks, stronger flirtation, and women who leave before sunrise. No promises. No regrets. No complications. He likes it that way... until Mia Ferris walks into his bar and blows his carefully detached world apart. Mia is a writer with a cause and a dangerous amount of optimism. When a night out turns terrifying, Nick becomes her unexpected savior: bringing her home, giving her safety, and discovering that this smart, brave woman gets under his skin in ways no one ever has. Attraction was never part of the plan. Then Mia’s latest book drags her deep into the brutal underworld of sex trafficking, where good intentions don’t protect you – and trust can be lethal. When she disappears into a nightmare of betrayal and fear, Nick has one chance to reach her. But saving Mia may cost Nick everything... including her faith in him, and his belief that love was never worth the risk.

receiving a divorce paper from her husband , one year after their marriage . For One year, Sophia dedicated herself to Marco with all her heart! Doing All her best to be the perfect housewife. For their marriage to work, she endured hardship and humiliation from his family and other people. After one year she was forced to sign the divorce paper . As she was being force, she fell on the floor and ended up hitting her head on a glass table, she lost her memories in the process. Losing her memories was like she had lost her love for Marco too . This time, she wanted a divorce, she was ready to divorce Marco She made them all pay , she was no longer the nerdy girl anymore.. And in the process marco fell in love with her and just when the couples love and hate triumph. They both got into an horrific car accident, they died and they were rebirth again back to 2020 . With no memories of their past ! This time, Sophia was a secretary working under her chilly chairman which is Marco... Has time goes on layers upon layers of secrets would get revealed..

Born with congenital insensitivity to pain, I was the secret mistress and security guard of the wealthiest man, Julian Sterling, for eight years. Everyone within the same upper social class knew that Julian never got himself close to any women. I was the only exception. At some point, his first love, Chloe Smith, angered a gang leader, Vinnie Anderson. She had to sacrifice a body part in exchange for his mercy. Without a hint of hesitation, Julian made me the sacrifice. I was whipped 99 times. Three of my fingers were cut off on behalf of Chloe. “You can’t feel pain, anyway. This won’t make a difference to you. But Chloe is delicate and frail. She won’t be able to withstand this torture.” I finally realized that I was just a useful tool to Julian. Hence, when I was scouted, I kept him in the dark. Instead, I accepted the offer made by his opponent.

Serena worked as a stripper in Lunar Lust Club secretly behind a mask to avoid the harsh reality of life in her Father's home, born as an Omega, she suffered from the disgrace and the painful rejection from her previous mates who only saw her as an object of their sexual desires. Her last resolve broke when her last mate slept and had a threesome with her sisters. She got rejected and knew there was nothing left so she had to leave and get away from their life but she just needed to dance again to add to her savings. The Mafia Alpha visited the club with his friends to relax only to discover that the masked stripper was his mate, at that point in time Serena knew that her life was going to tumble to shreds and a span of desires she never expected. Warning: Contains very dark themes, gory scenes, blood, drugs, abuses, BDSM, hot sex scenes.

What was supposed to be a sacred mating ceremony, exploded into a blood-soaked nightmare for the daughter of the Head Warrior of Woodcrest pack. Before Anna's horrified eyes, future Alpha Axeel, her fated mate, was brutally butchered. The killer: Alpha Atticus of the Moon Howlers, an obsessed admirer whose twisted pursuit culminated in a chilling vow; she belonged to him alone. Condemned to eighteen years in a merciless Council prison, Atticus vanished, yet his dark promise haunted her. Devastated and emotionally walled off, Anna abandoned the werewolf world, fleeing Woodcrest and her loved ones for the unknown. But fate had darker plans. Four subsequent fated mates vanished without a trace during her desolate travels. Convinced she was cursed, a harbinger of doom, Anna swore off love forever, resigned to loneliness. Then, the strange began. Men actively avoided her, yet unexplained prosperity blossomed. She became a solitary queen in a sprawling mansion. But chilling questions lingered: Who shared her bed in the darkness? Who protected and provided for her meticulously? And most terrifyingly, as her body began to change, how would she explain the birth of her pup to everyone?...

The night I got back from my work trip, the drugstore called—said my rewards card got declined that afternoon. I needed to reload it. Adrian was in the kitchen, laser-focused on dinner. I asked what he'd bought. He grinned, pulled out a box of supplements. "Been working late. Heart's been acting up, so I grabbed some support vitamins." I didn't say anything. He sighed, dug out a bank card. "I know you're all about money. Used your rewards card by accident. I'll pay you back ten times. Deal?" Normally, I'd take it. This time, I didn't. I just looked at him. "Let's get a divorce."

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.