Quotes About Lonely

The things we want are so very rarely the things we need. Clifton Heights, a modest Adirondack town, offers many unique attractions. Arcane Delights sells both paperbacks and hard-to-find limited editions. The Skylark Diner serves the best home-cooked meals around, with friendly service and a smile. Every August, Mr. Jingo’s County Fair visits, to the delight of children and adults. In essence, Clifton Heights is the quintessential small American town. Everyone knows everyone else, and everyone is treated like family. It is quiet, simple, and peaceful. But shadows linger here. Flitting in dark corners, from the corner of the eye. If you walk down Main Street after dark, the slight scrape of shoes on asphalt whispers you're not alone, but when you look over your shoulder, no one is there. The moon shines high and bright in the night sky, but instead of throwing light, it only seems to make the shadows lengthen. Children disappear. Teens run away. Hunters get lost in the woods with frightening regularity. Husbands go mad, and wives vanish in the dead of night. And still, when the sun rises in the morning, you are greeted by townspeople with warm waves and friendly smiles, and the shivers pass as everything seems fresh and new... Until night falls once more. Handy's Pawn and Thrift sits several blocks down from Arcane Delights. Like any thrift store, its wares range from the mundane to the bizarre. By daylight, it seems just another slice of small town Americana. But in its window hangs a sign which reads: We Have Things You Need. And when a lonely traveling salesman comes looking for something he desperately wants, after normal visiting hours, after night has fallen, he will face a harsh truth among the shelves of Handy’s Pawn and Thrift: the things we want are rarely the things we need. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

⚠️Book Contains Explicit Content🔞 Gage didn’t make a habit of denying himself anything. If he wanted something… anything, he’d claw his way to get it, consequences be damned. But her? Thea? She was the only goddamn exception. Off-limits. Untouchable. A tempting little toy he had no right to shatter, yet that only made him itch to wrap his hands around her and play until she begged. For months, he’d fought the urge, keeping his distance but fate, the-smug-bastard, threw her to him and he, being the despicable-asshole he was, couldn’t say no. She’d walked into his life on his son’s arm, but that wasn’t an issue. Because he’d take her anyway. Steal her. Ruin her for anyone else. And keep her pinned beneath him for as long as it took to satisfy the hunger that’d been gnawing at him for months.  THEA ~ I kept hoping my boyfriend would look at me. Just once. Just enough to feel like I still mattered. But he never did. So I went looking for attention elsewhere… and somehow, “elsewhere” turned out to be his father. Gage. The man I should’ve stayed the hell away from. Gage wasn’t gentle, and he sure wasn’t safe, but he saw me and looked at me the way his son never did. And the moment I stepped toward him instead of away, I knew I’d crossed a line I couldn’t come back from. It was wrong. Forbidden. A disaster begging to happen. And yet… standing there in front of him, lonely and stupidly hopeful, I lean into the warmth he gave so easily, the attention he offered like it cost him nothing. I should’ve walked away. But I didn’t. And neither did he.

Kira is an adopted daughter of a well-known heartless billionaire (Gerald Cranwell) who was sold by him into a contractually agreed marriage to the wealthiest family in the entire country to escape bankruptcy. Clueless Kira calm and collected could only just watch her life being handed over to a new home and her new world, tackling people from the highest society and struggling to look presentable before a husband she had never set her eyes on before. He never showed up at their wedding and she didn't know what he looked like in person. Trapped in a supposed marriage meant for two yet leaving alone, she grew tired of waiting and accepted her fate, living like a nobody and sleeping in her lonely world, not until a certain stranger crawled into her bed under the moonlight. Excerpts #1 She was dressed in her night attire, looking like a carved doll. Her eyes were shut and her brown hair which was as soft as a Pima cotton was spread wide on the soft pillows, her skin glowed underneath the light of the moon, which was the only light visible in the room, and her long lashes accompanied her pointy nose that laid beautifully above her rose pink lips. She enticed him. She made the beast in him growl out in desire. He craved her, he wanted her. Kira was in deep sleep when her nose caught a whiff of an unfamiliar scent. She didn't know what it was but her body craved it. She felt a certain presence but she was far too gone to wake up from her slumber. Unconsciously, her nipples hardened and her insides were on fire. She rotated on the bed as if she was been controlled and moaned and groaned as if she was being drugged.

" Yes!" Cassio's dad shouted happily. "That's the spirit, everything is going just as planned" he smiled mischievously as he walked out ordering his men to clean up the mess that has just been made. The death of Skylar has untamed the monster. He had become ten times worst than he used to be few years back after his pregnant mum died in an attack by an unknown Mafia. The few years Skylar had been with him , people had experienced peace unlike before when they were usually agonized and always had to live in fear. There are a lot of secrets to uncover as Cassio seeks nothing but revenge. In her drunken state, Bianca has just being disowned by her father and has also caused her mum's death. She had to flee from her angry dad. Not knowing where to go, she boarded taxi to the nearest train station but instead she was robbed and was left in a lonely dark road. As she staggered, she fell on the floor hitting her head so hard that she became unconscious. When she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment. She later got to know that she had been in the house of her father sworn enemy for three days and wasn't allowed to leave. Going back to her father was a big no to her, staying here means keeping her identity a secret if she wanted to live. Circumstantially, Cassio get to meet Bianca, together they uncovered lot of secrets. Secrets that had hurt them right from their childhood days. Unknown to them, they had caused pain in each other lives. Would Bianca be Cassio's new tamer? Would they be able to forgive each other? Would Cassio fall in love with Bianca?

Alex Morgan had stopped believing in love. Born gay in a world that rarely showed him kindness, Alex spent years chasing relationships that ended in disappointment. The last heartbreak—his painful breakup with Chris John—left him emotionally shattered and determined never to open his heart again. But fate had other plans. One night, while Alex sat alone in his office at Reed Holdings, quietly crying after another lonely day, the last person he expected suddenly walked through the door—Jamie Reed, the mysterious and untouchable CEO of the company. Jamie was powerful, cold, and impossibly wealthy—a man rumored to have ice in his veins and zero interest in romance. Yet instead of leaving, Jamie lifted Alex’s chin, studied his tear-stained face… and kissed him. That single kiss ignited a secret neither of them could ignore. Their hidden relationship soon grows intense, passionate, and dangerously addictive. Jamie refuses to stay away from Alex, visiting him night after night until rumors begin spreading through the office and beyond. Powerful people begin watching. Just as Alex decides to run away before becoming the center of a scandal that could destroy Jamie’s reputation, Jamie makes a shocking request. He begs Alex to let him claim him—completely. Within hours, they sign a marriage certificate. But marrying a billionaire is not a fairy tale. Alex suddenly finds himself surrounded by enemies—jealous lovers from Jamie’s past, ambitious business rivals, manipulative friends, and dangerous secrets buried deep within Jamie’s empire. As threats grow darker and betrayals surface, Alex must decide if their love is strong enough to survive the storm. Because in Light City, power comes with a price. And loving Jamie Reed might cost Alex everything.

"Do you want to know how many females I slept with after the rejection?" "Fuck you asshole, I don't..." "Hundred... Maybe more, I don't know. I barely see their faces, I wanted to claim Ashley because I was lonely, because I am tired of the endless rejection, and feelings of not being good enough for you. It was just a sad time out. Because when I am inside someone, there is only one face that I see, it's you, you Stacy, the female, I am not good enough for."   ====== From the beginning, I knew where my heart belonged, and what I always wanted, was to be a Luna and live beside my Alpha and nothing less. All I wanted was to be a Luna, I kept telling myself and my wolf that we couldn't settle for anything less, the end goal was to become a Luna even if we had to reject our fated mate if he turned out less than an Alpha. But what I didn't see coming was my stupid heart longing for something else, Brake - the beta of shadow moon pack. He is just too perfect to ignore him for an Alpha. He is calm, lovable, aloof, and my fated mate. He gave me that rejection, that I told myself a thousand times, I would give my mate if he was not an Alpha. Wouldn't that make my heart glad to let me be with the alpha that I dreamt of? No, it didn't, it left me more broken and longing for him, and every time I see him with another female, I want to rip the female apart and plead for him to take me and quench the desires built in my core. ====== This is book 3 of the Mate series and can be read as standalone

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.

When Elowen learned that she had been switched at birth, that her life as a princess was nothing more than a mistake, she quietly accepted her fate. She accepted being treated as an error. Accepted being hurt so deeply that even crying had to be done in secret. She believed she would fade away like this — silently, unnoticed, forgotten. Until one day — when despair pushed her to the edge — she felt a faint chill, as if someone were standing behind her, protecting her without a word. From that moment on, Elowen knew she was no longer alone. — Adrian survived a horrific car accident. His body lay motionless in a hospital bed, while his soul became bound to a wounded girl he had never known. He couldn’t hold her. Couldn’t shield her from harm. Yet when she was starved, warm food appeared in her drawer. When she was bullied, her tormentors met with inexplicable accidents. When she curled up crying in the dead of night, an invisible hand gently rested on her forehead—so tender it hurt. Adrian was there. Quieter than any living person. He witnessed every wound, remembered every tear, every trembling breath she tried to suppress. Affection grew in silence—slowly, carefully—as if one careless step closer would cause the girl to shatter. One was alive, yet denied a life. One was dead, yet still learning how to protect someone. Some forms of protection need no light. Some kinds of love cannot be touched. — Then one day, Elowen spoke seriously to her “Ms. Ghost”: Elowen: “Ms. Ghost, if you’re lonely…” “Maybe you could bond with a male ghost.” “I’d give you my blessing.” Adrian: … Then the “Ms. Ghost” coldly placed a hand on her forehead. Adrian: “Call me Mr. Ghost.”

Freda Aton dream was about to come true; getting married to her mate and future Alpha until a strange mark deemed her cursed.  Rejected and abandoned by her pack, she ran into the Blood moon pack Alpha, Craig Redding, who kept his identity hidden from her. He knew about the cursed mark, and Freda would do anything to know about the mark that just ruined her life. Together they embarked on the journey to discover who Freda really was.  Is the truth about both their identities going to break or make them?

This story is about a girl trying to save herself from all the things that's weighing her down. From the brokenness and the pain and all the depression and anxiety. This story is about striving after giving up. This would tell a tale about having hope in the middle of nothingness and seeing light amidst the darkness. A journey of death trying to find life.