Quotes For The Sick

“Please stop, you're drunk,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to push him off. His body was heavy against mine, his movements sluggish but persistent. He barely heard me. “How old are you?” he murmured, his voice thick with alcohol. “18,” I gasped, heart racing in a mix of fear and confusion. “Then you're already an adult” he said with a low chuckle, as though that settled everything. I should’ve stopped it. I should’ve left. But I didn't have the strength to argue, didn't have the will to stop him. He moved against me again, and that's when I felt something cold touch the most intimate part of me…. I woke up alone in a dimly lit room. He was still there, his back turned to me, but his face-his identity-was still hidden behind the mask. I glanced down at his left shoulder. A Phoenix tattoo. Bold. Intriguing. But then, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed my things and ran, my heart racing as I left the room without another word. It was supposed to be just a night. One meant to be forgotten. And that's exactly what I intended to do. I didn't know his name. I didn't even know his face. It was a night meant to stay buried in the past. It was a night I promised myself I’d forget. But that promise broke when pregnancy came knocking.

I’m a werewolf, eight months pregnant with my vampire mate's hybrid child. When the contractions hit, my vampire mate, Justin, locked me in an ice coffin carved with runes meant to suppress childbirth. I screamed. I begged him. He just said, "Wait." But this was all for his childhood sweetheart. Isolde. The pureblood vampire had used dark blood magic to carry his pure-blood heir without having sex. The first vampire child born in a millennium would receive the Progenitor's ultimate blessing. It would purify the bloodline. It would break a curse generations in the making. "That honor belongs to Isolde's child," Justin said, his voice pure ice. "You already have my love, Gracie. This coffin just ensures you give birth after her." The pain of the contractions tore through me. I begged him to take me to the Bloodspring Sanctuary. He leaned in, his cold fingers gripping my chin. "Stop the act. I should have seen it sooner. You never loved me. You were an outcast in the werewolf world. You only wanted my power and my title." "You're so desperate you'd risk our child with your savage wolf tricks, just to ruin a pureblood's blessing... You're poison." Tears streamed down my face. I trembled, my voice shattering. "The baby's coming—I can't stop it. Please, I'll make a blood oath. I don't care about the blessing. I just want you!" He scoffed, a hint of pained betrayal in his eyes. "If you loved me, you wouldn't have run to my mother. You wouldn't have poisoned her mind against Isolde." "I'll be back after she receives the blessing. After all, the child you're carrying is mine, too." He stood guard outside the sanctuary where Isolde's ritual was taking place. He didn't give me another thought. Not until he saw the halo of the blessing crown Isolde. He ordered his blood thrall to release me. But the thrall's voice trembled with terror. "My lord… Lady Gracie and the child… their life signs… they're gone." In that instant, Justin’s world shattered.

She thought it is just one-night stand, why the hell did the doctor tell her that she is pregnant now?!

When Princess Lyanna is chosen to pay the price for peace for her kingdom which is to be sacrificed as a bride to the cruel Lycan god, she flees with her lover and her loyal maid Kaela is forced to take her place. But Kaela has seen her entire village slaughtered by the Lycans and she vows never to bow to their kind. What happens when she is bound by magic to the Lycan god Rhaedros and she is thrown into a world where love is forbidden, and trust could mean death? When a vengeful dragoness plots to reclaim power, Kaela discovers she’s not just connected to an artifact that could reshape their world or destroy it entirely but a grieving god who may not be the monster she imagined. As enemies rise and loyalties are tested, Kaela must decide: Will she fight for her freedom, or for the Lycan who has captured her heart?

"she's my Luna" Roseline watched her mate in tears address her sister as his Luna instead of her because he thought she had betrayed him on purpose, but in reality, she had been drugged by her sister and ended up in a stranger's arm the night before her wedding, and the mastermind behind the incident was none other than her step sister, who was jealous that she was getting married to an Alpha instead of her. Roseline did everything she could to persuade her friend that her sister was responsible for the betrayal, but her friend had already been brainwashed by her sister's words and wanted nothing to do with her anymore. Roseline was heartbroken and devastated by her sister's betrayal and her mate's rejection, and she thought she had lost everything, but fate had other plans for her when the man she slept with in her drugged state, which caused her mate to reject her, offered her a marriage proposal in exchange for helping her get back with her mate. The offer was tempting, Roseline wanted nothing more than to be with her mate again, but can she trust him, and what does he want in return for this marriage proposal?

Just reject me already! I braced myself as our eyes locked, his piercing green orbs penetrating mine. “I, Kai–" He didn't get to say more before Knox, the devil’s advocate, raised a hand. “Halt!”A cruel smirk spread across his face. “Rejection is too much mercy. I think she might just be useful.” *** It’s one thing to be an unattractive outcast, it’s another to be an unattractive outcast with a target on your back. Dala is all of the above. As a half-breed from a small pack, she will pay for her sin of being THE ERYMOR TRIPLET’s fated mate. Identical heirs to the throne, feared and revered by all, except Dala who barely acknowledges their existence. Like being sold as a maid into their household isn’t enough torture, she has to go to school with the same brothers hellbent on ruining her existence. Afterall, she’s nothing but filth to their reputations. She’s barely able to keep her pants on. Amidst hot secrets and blurring hate, the mysterious step-brother, Vander comes back into town to ruin everything. Is their bond strong enough for four? How well will Dala play their games while having a secret agenda of her own?

In a new world where wolves are beings with human characteristics and divided into classes, Aric Nygaard is a true Alpha determined to create a pack only with wolves from his lineage. For that, he needs an Omega and has Liv Westberg, the adopted daughter of his Beta employee, in mind. When Liv's father causes a loss in Aric's company, the Alpha sees the perfect opportunity to blackmail Aarni Westberg and forgive the debt in exchange for Liv. Liv, wanting to protect her father from prison, decides to surrender herself to Aric, not knowing that this decision would completely change her life. What starts as a relationship of blackmail and mutual interest quickly turns into something much more intense and overwhelming. Aric is rude, powerful, and wild, but Liv also finds in him a protective and passionate side that she didn't expect. As Aric struggles to create his pack of true Alphas, Liv finds herself increasingly involved in his mission and falling in love with the Alpha. But their path is filled with challenges, from the distrust of other wolves to the physical differences between a true Alpha and an Omega. Nevertheless, they can't resist the attraction they feel for each other. As the passion between Aric and Liv intensifies, they will have to face their fears and overcome obstacles to be together. Will Aric be able to create his pack of true Alphas and protect Liv from any threat? And will Liv be willing to risk everything for a love that defies all social conventions? Find out in "An Omega for the Millionaire Alpha", a story of romance, passion, and overcoming in a world where differences can be both a blessing and a curse.

In the shadows of high society, Alpha Nick Sokolov reigns supreme, his wealth and power unmatched. Yet, beneath his polished exterior lies a past riddled with regret. When his failing marriage and old enemies threaten his life, Nick returns to his hometown, only to find himself face-to-face with Jane Mitchell—a woman he once dismissed as plain and unremarkable. As danger looms and secrets unravel, Nick realizes that true beauty lies not in appearances, but in the depths of the heart. Will he embrace the chance to rewrite his story with Jane, or will he be consumed by the mistakes of his past?

“I’m sorry, I just wanted to.....”he cut me off again, “just shut up and get out, “ he said through his gritted teeth to show he was angry. Tears were already in the corner of my eyes threatening to fall. I held them in. My mind is always in chaos whenever someone raises their voice at me. It kind of scares me. I actually don’t know why. “Daddy” I heard Vincent call his father which made both of us look at him but his dad was glaring at him asking him to shut up and the father immediately looked back at me telling me to get out, his voice cold as he stared at me dead in the eyes. I looked back at the kids, holding my tears back perfectly. “Bye Vincent, bye Xavier,” I choked out and walked away as fast as I could. My way home was a blur as I viewed the world with eyes filled with tears. I should have known that was the last time I would see them. But fate wasn’t done with me yet. Can love soften a man hardened by power? Can Marina survive in his world of secrets and shadows? Read this novel to experience a story of heartbreak, healing, and an unexpected love that neither of them saw coming.

Being a single mother wasn't an easy task for Abigail Weston, especially when her Triplets wouldn't stop requesting for their father. Deciding to give her kids a once in a lifetime Birthday gift, she got them a father. Hired, actually.