Quotes About Morning

Brandon Smith is a handsome billionaire and single father of two. She hired Chris Mariah Sigua to be his bride to grant the wish of his children to have a mother who will cook a meal, take good care of them, and have a big, happy family. Chris Mariah Sigua, the breadwinner of her family, works as a kindergarten teacher in the morning and as a housekeeper at night. She accepted Mr. Smith's offer to save her father's life. She won't mind if she suddenly becomes a billionaire's bride if it means her father will survive and her family in the Philippines will have a comfortable life. But the question is, would their marriage work if there was no love between them, just pure business? Will they be able to learn to love each other after they marry, or will they divorce?

For five years, she lived in limbo….caught between hope and grief, waiting for the day her mother might wake up. When that day finally comes, joy floods her chest, too overwhelming to contain. She races home, desperate to share the miracle with the man she loves. But instead of open arms, she finds open betrayal. Her husband. Her Best cousin sister. Twisted in the sheets of the life she thought was hers. With her world in ruins, she runs…into the night, into the arms of a stranger, into anything that isn’t this. For one night, she doesn’t want to feel. For one night, she wants to forget. But when the morning comes, will she still recognize the woman staring back at her? Will she able to face the consequences of her action?

I went to the bar to blow off steam. He went to escape his world. Neither of us expected that moment. One too many drinks and I did the unthinkable. I kissed a stranger. Not just a kiss. A desperate, heated, reckless mess of lips and need. Right there in the corner of the bar, I kissed him like he belonged to me. And for a second… it felt like he did. No names. No promises. No consequences. When I walked into my new job the next morning, and saw him behind the desk. Matteo Russo. Billionaire. CEO. Cold-hearted devil in a tailored suit. And now? My boss. He remembers every detail. So do I. How long can I survive working under the man whose touch still burns on my lips?

They called her a Cheater. But Camille Laurent was the one who caught her husband in another woman’s arms. The night she found Marcus her husband with his mistress, she thought the truth would destroy them. Instead, it destroyed her. By morning, the scandal had a new story. Photos surfaced and headlines exploded. Camille was accused of having an affair with Adrian Steele. The husband of the Mistress her husband cheated on her with. One of the richest billionaires in Valmont. Marcus filed for a divorce during the scandal. While their spouses burned down their marriages, Camille and Adrian formed a dangerous alliance. What Valmont doesn’t know is that Camille left pregnant with twins. She isn’t just a discarded wife, she’s a long lost heiress.

An accident leaves Preston Brown unable to have children. The fight over his family's fortune is heating up. Desperate for an heir, Preston arranges for me to sleep with his best friend, Rowan Kerr. I quietly dump the sleeping pills Preston gave me and pretend to be clueless. Then, I lose myself in a night of passion with Rowan. … The next morning, right in front of Preston, I smile sweetly and say, "Honey, you were incredible last night. I've never felt so good." His expression darkens. "Do you prefer the man I am by day, or the one who takes you at night?" I act bashful, tugging on his sleeve. "Both. But I especially love the one who knows how to satisfy me at night."

At 7am on the dot my alarm rings on my nightstand. After a brief moment of irritation I sprung out of bed to get ready for school. While brushing my long curly ember hair my phone dings incessantly on the bathroom counter. After picking up the phone the dread I already felt in my heart was amplified. It was my best friend Jesse wishing me a happy birthday but I for the life of me couldn’t understand what an 18 year old girl had to be happy about. When a woman turns 18 she is mated for life, she’d be made to quit school, produce children and satisfy their mates every need and urge. That’s all a woman was good for in this town and I’d be damned if I was going to sit down and shut up about it. After ignoring Jesse I finished dressing and strolled down stairs where my mother and father were still having their morning meeting with their subordinates. Alfa John and Luna Kate or not, I’d doubt they’d even notice I was leaving if I hadn’t slammed the door on my way out. I wonder if they were disappointed by my lack of interest of the ways of the pack or if they were just disappointed I didn’t have a penis between my legs. Regardless, I have no intention on going to my mating ball tonight. My parents have invited every male in our pack but there’s no way I was going without a fight! As I lift my fingers from the door handle I come to an abrupt stop eye to eye with my fathers beta Josh. In a low growl all I hear is “You didn’t think you could actually leave did you?”

Raya spent her entire life invisible, loving Brock from the shadows of the packhouse. He was the future Alpha; she was just the orphan best friend. Until the night he was crowned. One night of whiskey, blurred lines, and a mistake that should have changed everything. It didn't. Because the next morning, Brock found his fated mate, Claire. He didn't just choose her; he erased Raya from his life with a ruthlessness that shattered her. Heartbroken and carrying a secret that would shake the pack's foundation, Raya ran. She built a new life in the human world—famous neurosurgeon, happy girlfriend, and fierce mother to three secret, chaotic wolf-shifter toddlers. Six years later, the past comes knocking. Literally. Kidnapped and dragged back to the place that broke her, Raya finds a very different Brock. His "fated" marriage is a disaster, his father is dying, and his heart is stone cold. He demands her medical skills to save the former Alpha, but he gets more than he bargained for. Brock expects the timid girl he left behind. Instead, he finds a woman who doesn't give a damn about his Alpha command. But as they clash, the Moon Goddess plays her cruelest trick. The bond snaps into place—a second chance. Brock feels it instantly. Raya, dosed on suppressants, feels nothing but hate. Brock broke her once. He won't get the chance to do it again. But Brock is an Alpha who gets what he wants, and now that he’s tasted her scent again? He’s not letting her leave.

Lucia had never believed in rebirth. She had read about it a few times in books tucked away on her shelf, but she never imagined it could be real. Yet, here she was—reborn. This time, she swore she wouldn’t let kindness be her downfall. She would make them pay. Her so-called best friend and husband had used her, drained her of everything, and left her with nothing. They manipulated her, deceived her, and when they had no more use for her, they poisoned her—leaving her to suffer in agony for over a year. What a vile couple. On the night of her death—her own birthday—they stood before her, laughing as they confessed their betrayal. They had taken everything from her, and now, they wanted her to know the full extent of their cruelty. Her husband and best friend, her supposed confidants, had been lovers all along. Worse, they had killed her true mate. Lucia had wept until there were no more tears left to shed. Too weak to fight, too broken to scream, she watched as they reveled in their wickedness, even making out right in front of her as she lay dying. That night, amidst a raging storm, Lucia took her last breath. But when she opened her eyes again, morning light streamed through the window. "Is this heaven?" she whispered, confused. A familiar voice answered. "Lucia, you’re awake! Let me get the doctor!" Brittany exclaimed before rushing out of the room. In that instant, Lucia knew the truth. She had been reborn. And this time, she would make them pay—for everything they did to her and her family.

At her coming-of-age party, Princess Evie discovers that her mate was Alpha Ronan, her family’s long-sworn enemy. Theirs was a generational enmity that started years ago and had always been passed down from one generation to the next. Alpha Ronan was arrogant, possessive, and listened to no one; like he had made an entrance in her coming-of-age party without invitation. To stop the oncoming war between the two clans, she gladly offers to be sent to her mate’s clan as a treaty. However, the mate bond seemed to have very little effect on the ruthless Alpha, who locks her up just to show off his might to her clan. Evie finds a way to make him release her and realize he was not as heartless as she had thought. However, one thing poses a problem. Her mate was a sex addict who would sleep with just any lady who is willing. Jealous, Evie fights the other women for attention and when it doesn’t work, she returns to her clan dejected. However, she doesn’t stay long as soon, she returns to learn the full story of what had turned him to a sex freak. Things were beginning to go smoothly for the both of them, or so Princess Evie thought until one morning, she receives a letter of her parent’s death with all evidence pointing towards her mate that she was beginning to fall in love with. At that point, she is torn about what to do. Will she ignore the hard-core evidence to protect her mate? Will she choose him over her clan? Or will she trust the facts and abandon the life she was beginning to create with him?

My adopted sister, Clara, framed me. She claimed I forced beast blood down her throat. The terror, she said, gave her a heart attack. So my three beloved vampire brothers sealed me away. They trapped me in the observatory in the highest tower, bound by a blood curse. I pounded on the door, helpless, explaining and begging them to let me out. Damien, my eldest brother, the head of our family, pierced me with a look of cold disappointment. Then he turned his back on me. "There's a limit to your selfishness, Lilith. Clara is a fragile human. She has a heart condition! Did you force that filth on her? Were you trying to kill her? I don't want to see this cruel side of you again. Stay in here and think about what you've done." Ethan, the rock star, and Julian, the gothic architect, couldn't even look at me. Their voices were tight with anger and exhaustion. "We put up with your tantrums, but not so you could hurt our family! You've let us down, Lilith. Stay in there and figure out what you did wrong." Then they carefully lifted the "unconscious" Clara and disappeared down the hall. But they didn't know. The observatory was only meant to open at night. But it malfunctioned. When morning came, the dome didn't close. Deadly sunlight streamed straight in. My power evaporated. My screams turned to silence. I burned to ash. Three days later, my brothers returned with a "recovered" Clara. Only then did they remember me. They had no idea the sun had already executed me.