Quotes About Silent Tears

This book is authored by Dripping Creativity. “Stay away, stay away from me, stay away,” she shouted, over and over. She kept shouting even though it seemed she had run out of things to throw. Zane was more than a little interested in knowing exactly what was going on. But he couldn’t focus with the woman making a ruckus. “Will you shut the fuck up!” he roared at her. She fell silent and he saw tears start to fill her eyes, her lips trembled. Oh fuck, he thought. Like most men, a crying woman scared him shitless. He would rather have a gunfight with a hundred of his worst enemies than have to deal with one crying woman. “And your name is?” he asked. “Ava,” she told him in a thin voice. “Ava Cobler?” he wanted to know. Her name had never sounded so beautiful before, it surprised her. She almost forgot to nod. “My name is Zane Velky,” he introduced himself, holding out a hand. Ava’s eyes grew bigger as he heard the name. Oh no, not that, anything but that, she thought. “You have heard of me,” he smiled, he sounded satisfied. Ava nodded. Everyone who lived in the city knew the name Velky, it was the largest mafia group in the state with its centre in the city. And Zane Velky was the head of the family, the don, the big boss, the huge honcho, the Al Capone of the modern world. Ava felt her panicked brain spin out of control. Trigger warnings: Talk about SA Body image issues Light BDSM Descriptive descriptions of assaults Self harm Harsh language

Ariella has been silent since she was four. Unable to talk after being abused by her sister. But her 18th birthday brings her wolf, healing, and freedom. She Escapes her abusive and neglectful home only to meet her Mates! Just when she feels her life about to begin, they reject her! When her second chance takes claim will she finally have the life she deserves will she forever be the neglected, rejected, and abused Princess of Werewolves!

Three years ago, I drugged the mafia heir, Vincent. After that one wild night, he didn’t kill me. Instead, he fucked me until my legs went weak, gripping my waist and whispering the same word over and over: “Principessa.” Just as I was about to propose, his first love, Isabella, returned. To keep her happy, Vincent let a car hit me, had my mother’s heirlooms thrown to stray dogs, and sent me to prison… But when I was finally broken, flying to Boston to marry someone else, Vincent tore New York City apart to find me.

"It makes me happy when you scream my name because it convinces me that no one will bring you pleasure like I do. I was your first and I'll be your last.." ****** After a heart-shattering discovery of my boyfriend's infidelity, my world fell apart. Now I wasn't one to drown my sorrows in but that night was an exception. Shot after shot and what did I get? A devastating notice that I had somehow ended up in the bed of a very handsome stranger. But that wasn't all, with a marriage proposal slapped on my face and not much of a choice, one could say my life was about to become a lot more than I bargained for.

Orla Sullivan is the seventh and last daughter of Arnold Sullivan. She is a young girl who is loathed and rejected by every member of her family. Though a Sullivan, Orla lived a solitary life until she met Callan Barlowe at an uninvited dinner in her home. Callan Barlowe is a ruthless billionaire, a man whose demeanour oozes dominance, agitation and nothing tepid. He believes in working hard to make money and when he needs to relax; sleeping with high-class hoes is not an option, but a must-do for him. Marriage is not included in the list of things he has to do in life, but his mother wants him to get married at all costs. Callan's and Orla's worlds collided and now, Orla's life is about to completely veer around from worse to something more inimical because she's about to get married to Callan Barlowe; the ruthless billionaire boss who doesn't give a shit about anyone.

"Is my touch angering Ms. Gomez?" His fingers traced her bare back, as he whispered in her ears. "Don't worry, I'll fuck you more better and harder than that so called love of yours, Doll," His tongue licked her earlobe. She fisted her palms "So hard that you will beg me to stop," He nibbled her earlobe "What else can we expect from a monster like you. A fucking monster who had tried to force himself on an 18 year old girl," She blurted out. A painful hiss escaped from her mouth, as he grabbed her hairs and pulled them. Her eyes filled with more tears, recalling that inhumanity he had tried to do with her when she was just 18. "I have already paid for that fucking thing, Melanie, with my everything and now you will have to pay for what I had to endure in all these fucking 4 years, just because of you," He groaned, like a caged animal. "You didn't trust me but that fucking love of your life and now look," He brushed his lips over her cheeks. "That love of your life has sold you to me," He pushed her on the bed. "I guess that's enough talk for tonight," His gaze scanned every inch of her naked body, making her horrified. "After all, it's our first wedding night, Mrs Melanie Adrian Salvatore," He hovered over her and she immediately tried to back away but he pinned her on the bed. His hungry vicious eyes bored deeper into her terrified ones. His thumb started tracing over her lower lip. "Now let's make this night the most memorable and painful night of my wife's life," He brushed his lips against hers. "So, she can remember our first wedding night, till the last breath of her life,"

He had been by her side for as long as she could remember. All her life, she had been teased by this soul. His words drove her to tears countless times and yet he still brought smiles to her face. She knew of only one fact, he hated her for something she did not know. He was most probably a punishment to her for something done in her past life. He had taken her first kiss, he had ruined every chance she had with any guy. Her only hope of getting out of his grip was her finding her mate who would protect her from him but that hope was ripped away from her when she found out that he was still yet her mate and she must help him become the wolf he always wanted to be, the Alpha of the Dark Wold Pack. "You are my mate, Hazel." "You are bound to me forever, pretty head"

"Drop your hands and spread those legs, I want to see all of you." 🔞🔞🔞 WARNING!!! THIS BOOK HAS 90% STEAMY SCENES, READ-ONLY IF YOU ARE IN FOR SUCH A THRILLING RIDE **** Keira, heiress and only daughter to one of the richest men in her country had many problems that the world knew nothing about but she was certainly not expecting that a trip with her dad would add to that list. But somehow, she ended up in the toilet with this hot stranger. From instant connection to sex in the bathroom, Keira is certain that she wants to keep seeing this man that is twice her age. Keira is used to getting everything she wanted but Clint Homer is a different type of difficult. Not only is he one of the biggest shareholders of her father’s company, he turns out to be her new therapist too. But that wasn’t going to stop her…. She was used to having anything she wanted. And since Clint Homer was now on that list, She was going to be Daddy’s little girl.

DARK ROMANCE!My back hit the wall, I was trembling in fear because of his close proximity. He was so angry that his veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw was clenched. I didn't dare to look at his eyes."Look at me!" He roared.I didn't muster the courage to look at his evil eyes so, I kept my head low, squeezing myself in to the wall. His hot and raged breath was fanning my face. In an instance he moved closer flushing his body against mine. A whimper left my mouth and I put my hands on his chest to create some distance but he didn't even budge."M-mov-e away." She stuttered badly.The next moment he punched the wall so hard just right next to my head, and I close my eyes in fear as new set of tears welled up in my eyes.The next thing he held my jaw with his one hand and jerked my face up.My eyes met his and.............

Rejected and dark-bonded by her mate after her wolf refuses to submit, Ophelia Hawkins is banished from the pack. Forced to flee alongside her abusive mother and younger sister, they return to their hometown of Lunar Isle. It's there, at the birthplace of magic, where Ophelia discovers the truth about her heritage and the purpose of the dark bond now branded onto her flesh. Trapped on an island of wild beasts and magic, she believes her life can get no worse. That is, until she meets her second chance mates: Jude Romero, enforcer to the Alpha, and a Lycan with magic as brutal and wild as the man himself, and Alpha Ryker Romero, cold-hearted, sharp-tongued, and the boyfriend of Ophelia's older sister. Plagued with the agony of a broken mate-bond and two second chance mates she cannot have; Ophelia falls into a darkness unlike any other. Little does she know, there are forces at work in Lunar Isle. Something is hunting her, something big. Something she isn't sure she can survive. Will her second-chance mates step up to the plate when she needs them most? Or will they fail her like everyone else in her life?