Quotes On Independence Day

In the second year of our marriage, which Brett Mason had secured through relentless means, he brought home his latest conquest—a stunning blonde. As the door swung shut, he ran his fingers through her silky hair, flashing me a smug, triumphant grin. "Wanna join us? You might learn a thing or two about not being such a dead fish." I could still recall how he once adored my hair, claiming that just stroking it would melt away his deepest worries. It turned out any woman could serve that purpose. In that instant, a profound sense of release washed over me. I retrieved the divorce agreement I'd stashed away in a drawer and handed it to him. "Sign it, and I'll make room for her." My days were numbered, and I had no intention of wasting what little time remained entangled in his resentment.

My wedding to Don Lorenzo Corsica was always 'almost.' Five years engaged. Thirty-two weddings. Every single one crashed and burned. Then came number thirty-three. Halfway through, the chapel wall caved in. I landed in the ICU. Skull fracture. Major concussion. A dozen critical alerts. Two months stuck between life and death. Then I clawed my way back. On discharge day, I caught him talking to his right-hand guy. "Don, if you're really into that scholarship girl, just dump Ms. Mortoro," the guy said. "Corsicas can kill gossip. No need for staged accidents... She nearly died." Lorenzo went quiet. Then finally, "I owed her parents. They died for me. Marrying her was the only way to repay that. But I love Sofia. She's the one I want." I looked down at my stitched-up body and cried without a sound. So it wasn't fate that wrecked me. It was him. If he couldn't choose, I'd do it for him.

At Sullivan Group's annual banquet, a female university student approaches Peter Sullivan and offers herself to him. The usually cold and distant Peter suddenly freezes because this young woman looks exactly like his deceased first love. He can't help but tease, "You're asking to be my mistress in front of my wife. Are you so sure you won't be thrown out?" The young lady lifts her chin, and her stubborn expression is identical to that of his lost love. "You two got married for business reasons and mutual benefits. Does she have any say over what you do? Peter, only you can save my mom. Will you do it or not?" She's right. I'm just a pawn in a marriage of convenience. How could I possibly influence Peter's choices? But then, I catch a glint of tenderness in his eyes that I've never seen before, and a self-deprecating smile forms on my lips. Maybe, instead of clinging on and being thrown out like trash, it's better if I give up my place willingly.

My art studio caught fire. I risked my life to pull my boyfriend, Vincent Parcelle, out of the flames. Vincent wanted to rush back inside to save his first love, Tammy Reese, who was trapped inside. But I stopped him. The fire destroyed her face and left her legs amputated. Unable to face her disfigurement and disability, Tammy took her own life by overdosing on pills. Afterward, Vincent and I moved forward and got married. On our wedding night, he slit my throat without thinking twice. "If it weren't for you, Tammy wouldn't be dead. Go to hell and pay for your sins!" Only after dying did I realize—Vincent had hated me to the core ever since the fire. For some reason, I was reborn. Grateful that the heavens had given me another chance at life, I ran without looking back this time. To hell with love. I was determined to survive.

Charlotte, The daughter of Carter Shnapp, The most influential man in the city gives up everything she had ever known to be married to Brandon, her college sweetheart. Brandon is a serial cheat, Who does nothing but extort from her family and berates her. Charlotte gets maltreated by his family. She was forced to leave her job and family behind to become a housewife and be treated less than a maid. All these just to be betrayed by her sister and husband, She catches them in bed together. She is served divorce papers at the end and she is compensated with a hundred thousand dollars check and told to leave the city. She is left shattered and distraught, She meets a stranger at a bar and hooks up with him. Unknown to her he is her high school bully. How will Charlotte navigate her life?

The full moon isn't the only thing about to rise in Stillwater. Leila Dupree has been a lone wolf for the past year since escaping from her brutal pack and the sadistic alpha who turned her. Leila has had enough of wolves and men.. She never stays in one place to long in an attempt to shield her heart and stay out of her old packs' clutches. Her latest job is at the Stillwater Bar and grill in a sleepy little town near the Florida Everglades. But the uncomplicated life and solitude Leila seeks is threatened both by the dashing bar owner Sterling Mount and the murder of one of the bar regulars right outside the bar during a full moon. Leila joins forces with the charming Sterling Mount in an effort to catch a killer. Murders are bad for business but not so much for budding romances it seems.

Can my life get any worse than it already has? I have a stepfather who cares about nothing but turning me into his source of money and pleasure, and a mother who doesn't give a damn whether I live or die. I thought this was the end, but no—fate decided to gamble with me last Christmas. It all started after a failed birthday celebration, which was followed by my stepdad trying to sell me out to the highest bidder. Escaping such a tragic event landed me in the arms of a ruthless billionaire boss, Maximum. I thought it couldn't get worse than this until I finally discovered that my biological dad is back. And his archenemy is the man I am in love with.

Selina Morrison was a Tomboy to the bones. She was repulsed by men but not until she met Brian Rivers. Brian swung into her life like a knight and melted down the walls of her cold heart. Selina couldn’t help falling in love with him. She gave up her fortune just to be with him and helped him rise to a prestigious CEO. After three years when Selina was expecting Brian to sweep her off her feet and give her a ring, she walked into a public scene of her boyfriend kissing another woman. That woman was her best friend. Torn by Brian’s and her friend's cruel betrayer, Selina swore off loving another man. She returned to a Die-hard tomboy and vowed revenge on Brian. But what if bedding the hot sexy Billionaire Travis Scott, seems to be the only way to achieve the revenge she so much desired?

On the night of her wedding anniversary and her husband's birthday, Zora rushes home, excited to surprise Zayn with news that could change everything—she’s pregnant. But instead of celebration, Zayn hands her divorce papers, shattering her dreams of a future together. For three years, Zora has been devoted to her billionaire husband, hoping their childless marriage would heal with time. But now, Zayn's cold rejection and hints of infidelity with his ex push her to the brink. Refusing to give up on their vows, Zora fights for her marriage, unaware that Zayn is determined to walk away and disappear from her life entirely to be with Paige, his ex-girlfriend. What happens when it dawned on Zayn that his ex never meant good for him? Will he go back to his wife and will Zora even accept him?

After an earthquake, my sister and I help to rescue the victims. I save a wealthy woman who adopts me as her daughter. I become the sole heiress to an astronomical fortune. My sister saves a regular person. All she gets as thanks is a few thousand dollars. She thinks life is unfair and drags me to die with her. When I open my eyes again, I'm looking at the debris from the earthquake. This time, my sister rushes to save the wealthy woman. She says smugly, "It's my turn to be a rich heiress!"