Quotes On Greedy

Sarah Blake has always lived in her brother’s shadow, Henry, the school’s hockey team captain — charming, talented, and adored. She is the complete opposite: quiet, curvy, and invisible, working as the team’s intern just to feel close to something important. Then Xavier Cole transfers in. Gorgeous. Arrogant. Brilliant on the ice. And hiding a secret no one knows: He came to destroy her brother. Years ago, Sarah’s father ruined Xavier’s family. Now Xavier plans to get close to Henry… through Sarah. Use her. Break her. Break them all. But the plan changes when he starts falling for the girl he was supposed to ruin. When the truth explodes, Sarah is torn between the brother who overshadowed her… and the boy who only approached her for revenge. Then she learns the darkest truth of all: Her father didn’t just expose Xavier’s family—he caused their downfall. Now she must choose whose truth to believe. And Xavier must decide if revenge is worth losing the one girl who finally saw him?

My hand wraps around his wrist, and I try to break free of his hold. It’s no use, so I just dig my fingers into the tendons there and glare at him. “What the hell’s your problem?” His forearm presses against my sternum as he crowds me more, ice-blue mismatched eyes full of unchecked rage. “You’re my fucking problem. Hockey’s little golden boy, coming out here with your good game tonight, acting like you own the sport.” He’s trying to get under my skin, but it won’t work. Unlike him, I don’t let my temper control me, and I definitely don’t toss hands at the drop of a hat whenever I can’t rein in my feelings. Which is why he doesn’t get the reaction he was hoping for, and I snort out a laugh. “Seriously? It was a compliment. One I meant, so just take it and move the fuck on.” “Move the fuck on?”

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Luna Salvador will do anything to save her daughter's life and that includes conning Alex Cooper, the wealthiest bachelor in Houston who ruined her only chance of getting the job that would solve her biggest problem. Alex Cooper discovers Luna's game and desires nothing more than to crush her under his feet but he finds himself falling head over heels for the feisty mother and her adorable daughter. What happens when Luna turns down Alex's offer of love?

Lukas Reiner built his life based off a promise 9 years ago with Viktor Volkov... the only person who actually saw him and knew him for what he actually was. They dreamed of the same future, the same ice, the same victory together. Until Viktor disappeared without a word, leaving Lukas behind with nothing but silence, rain… and feelings he never got to confess. Now, Lukas is at the top of college... Captain, prodigy and untouchable on ice until Viktor comes back. Colder and older, acting like the past never existed. Their reunion explodes into violence, but being forced to work together drags them into something far more dangerous than hate. The tension turns into stolen moments and those moments turn into a habit but before either of them can stop it, the line between resentment and desire begins to blur. Lukas never let go of the past. Viktor never planned to face it. But on the ice, there’s nowhere left to run.

I die in the corridor of the private hospital my husband established after being forced to give my heart to his true love. Before my death, my six-year-old son tearfully begs him to save me thrice. The first time, he holds my husband's hand and says I'm coughing up blood. My husband sneers. "Looks like she's learned tricks—she knows how to teach children to lie now." Then, he has his bodyguards kick my son out of the ward. The second time, my son grabs his sleeve and says I'm in so much pain that I'm incoherent. My husband frowns. "It's just a heart transplant. The doctor said she won't die." The bodyguards step forward and drag my son out of the ward again. The third time, my son grovels at my husband's feet and grabs his pants, sobbing and saying that I'm already unconscious. My husband is infuriated. He grabs my son by the neck and throws him out of the ward. "I told you Nadia won't die! I'll throw her and you out of the hospital if you come here and disturb Ruby's rest again!" My son gives his most previous item—a guardian angel pendant—to a nurse to save me. The nurse accepts it and arranges for me to be admitted to the last available ward in the hospital. However, Ruby Sharpe has someone stand before it with her pet dog. She says, "Sorry, kiddo. Your father's worried I'll be bored without my dog, so this ward has been set aside for my dog to stay in."

I am the woman who stays the longest by the side of mafia Don Jasper Shaw. I believe I hold a unique place in his heart. But when his beloved Rosie Hurley suffers violation and falls pregnant, everything changes. Accused of orchestrating Rosie's downfall, I become the venomous villain in their eyes. To shield Rosie from gossip, Jasper publicly claims her unborn child as his own. Meanwhile, I am branded a depraved woman, defiled and discarded. Desperate, I reveal my own pregnancy to Jasper, pleading for our child’s future. He dismisses it as a ploy for attention. When I confront him, his words cut deep. "This is the sin you must atone for. Rosie has always been raised like a princess, and she can't endure the whispers—not like you." For the first time, I realize I am nothing to Jasper but a tool for his desires. Rosie locks me in a cramped cellar, where I suffocate and die. My body lies undiscovered for a month. When Jasper receives the call to identify my corpse, he brushes it off, prioritizing Rosie's prenatal checkup. "Amara's lies are piling up. So what if she's dead? Cremate her and then talk to me." My body enters the furnace and is reduced to a handful of ashes. Later, the mighty Jasper Shaw kneels and sobs uncontrollably. He begs for just one glimpse of me.

Five years ago, I gave up my research achievements for love. Then, out of the blue, Marcus Parker's childhood friend made her return to the country. Using the excuse of playing truth or dare, they did everything that couples did together. I reminded Marcus not to go too far, but he just gave me a helpless look. "Claire, if I really had something going on with Hannah, I wouldn't have married you." I watched as he chose to abandon saving my mother for Hannah Carter's sake. He even hung up on me when I got into a car accident. When I woke up again, I learned that my unborn child, who was not three months old, had died in my womb. I finally gave up all hope and handed him the divorce papers. "Marcus, let's get divorced." A month later, I boarded a plane bound for Andoria.

On The Low: His entire life, Cyrus has played it safe—studying for good grades, spending weekends quietly, asking no questions. Raised in a strict, conservative household, he never really had room to find himself. All that changes, however, when he finds himself crashing at a party he wasn't invited to. It is there that he meets Derick. Derick is the type who takes up all the space in the room, not that he tries. Older, rough, and with the reputation for keeping people at arms length, he is the polar opposite of Cyrus. Yet, in the midst of raucous music, cheap alcohol, and bad decisions, something happens between them. It starts innocently enough—glances, small talk, the ride home—but it intensifies. They start to meet in secret, and the curiosity soon intensifies into something greater. Derick catches glimpses of Cyrus that no other person catches. And Cyrus feels alive in ways he never has at any other point in his life. Yet, in their world, there is nothing that makes it easy. The secrecy comes at a cost, with Derick's fear of being discovered and Cyrus's bags causing rumors to go around. Things become tense at home and at school. Regardless of the best efforts at keeping things under the carpet, the truth ends up getting discovered.

-Who are you?" Finally, he stopped the silence. His words were strong, angry, and loud. "-What?" I felt so confused still couldn’t let my eyes from his new look. And his actions of killing without any emotions made my voice trembling. "-I...TOLD...YOU...WHO... THE FUCK... ARE... YOU...?" With stiff teeth he seemed to lose his patience, slowly and frighteningly, he asked, no, ordered to me, without lifting his eyes from me, with every word he took a step closer to me until I could smell the sweat, dirt smell of his ammunition from him. His hard chest-like rock was so close that it barely touched my body. I was shivering he was so scary and I still wanted him badly. "-Are you joking with me? How to understand, who am I?" I whispered... I stopped our deep gaze, even though it wasn't easy. -"What's happening here? Where are we? Why are you...." I couldn't finish one of my hundreds of questions when my husband turned his eyes away from me to his men. -"Take that strange ‘pause from his lips, his eyes traveled from the top of my head to my legs" bitch, to the cell, that little mouth soon will be open for me. And she will talk as well too."

"Saya pesan kamu!" tegas Kim yang mengeluarkan nada suara baritone yang cukup besar, dan begitu terdengar maskulin oleh telinga Sasi. "Pesan saya, maksudnya?" tanya Sasi tak paham. Bahkan raut wajah Win pun terlihat bingung dengan ucapan atasannya yang terasa aneh. Kim mengubah posisi duduknya menghadap Sasi sekarang. Fokus kepada perempuan itu yang sedang berdiri di hadapannya. "Iya, saya pesan kamu untuk menemani saya malam ini di sebuah hotel berbintang," tukasnya sambil tersenyum. "Saya akan memberikan apapun yang kamu mau, dengan syarat berikan tubuh kamu ke saya." Kim mengucapkan kalimat tanpa bersalah dan berdosa.