Quotes On Moving On

My company hosts an appreciation gala to thank long-time clients. I go to the company's cold storage to retrieve the batch of wine just flown in from overseas when a stream of comments suddenly appears before my eyes. "That was close! She almost caught Daisy covered in red wine and looking all seductive. Good thing Tristan reacted fast and hid her in the freezer." "Can Scarlett just leave already? Look how cold Daisy and Tristan are. They are shivering. What if they catch a cold?" I pause mid-step, my gaze landing on the freezer behind me. Red wine is dripping out, and a piece of fabric is caught in the door. On it, I see the motif I personally sew onto my fiancé's clothes. Just then, the comments appear again. "Tristan plays it cool, claiming he is all about platonic love and staying chaste for Daisy. What a touching romance!" I smirked coldly. The platonic act is fake. The truth is he's cheating on me. Without a word, I turn around and toss the clothes they leave on the floor into the trash. Then, I lock the cold storage door and call the boss, who is in the middle of giving a speech. I exclaim over the phone, "A thief broke into the company! I locked them in the cold storage. Please bring some men and come over quickly!"

I came here on a scholarship. No parents. No safety net. Just brains, bruises, and a shot at a better life. Now they want me on the hockey team? I’ve never even touched a stick. And if I say no—I lose everything. The only thing colder than the rink is how they look at me. The rich girls with their designer skates and perfect smiles. The coach who’d rather pretend I don’t exist. And him—Jaxon Reid, the team’s golden boy, who skates like sin and speaks with his eyes more than his mouth. He thinks I’m a joke. They all do. But I’ve fought for every inch of my life, and I’m not about to back down now. Not when college is the only thing standing between me and going back to nothing. So I’ll lace up. I’ll fall, I’ll bruise, I’ll bleed if I have to. And maybe—just maybe—I’ll learn how to play their game better than they do. Because survival isn’t about being the best. It’s about refusing to lose.

Kyra Walter, the Luna of the Silvershade pack is a wolfless omega. She devoted three years of her life to her choosen mate Dane Walter. But one night changed everything for her. On the night of her 21st birthday, her first heat hit her. She ended up in the bed of Dane's adopted father, the Alpha king and her husband was busy cheating with his Beta, and her best friend. ..... 'King Alpha, i ..I am Dane's mate' she whispered. Her breath a shaky whisper. His scent, clouded her judgment, and she found herself leaning closer to him. This would end up in the biggest scandal if this gets out. But he has other ideas. 'But still you gave your virginity to me' he smirked. ..... As Kyra's forbidden relationship with her ex's father started to become intense, secrets from her past and present threatened to break them apart. Will Kaiser accept the enemy? Or will she be castrated like the others? What will happen when their relationship is exposed infront of the people she cares about? Will she lose everything she holds dear? Or will she leave him? What will happen when she realized who she really is? Will it change their fate? Will this forbidden relationship end when they realize that they are each other's enemies?

I'm seven months pregnant when my husband's close female friend, Suzy Ruffalo, invited us to a beach party. The sun is blazing, so I stay tucked under a parasol, quietly scrolling through my phone. Suddenly, Suzy wanders over and swings herself onto my husband's lap. "Hurry up and put the sunscreen on me! Don't just put it on my chest this time. I don't want to wake up tomorrow with my boobs two shades lighter." For a moment, I wonder if I've heard her wrong. My husband, Ted Cohen, casually picks up the sunscreen and starts rubbing it on her chest without hesitation. "Your boobs are tiny to begin with. I'm helping you to make it fairer so that it looks bigger." Suzy slaps his shoulder in annoyance. "How's that your business? You said my bikini area was darker the previous time." The rest of the guys started whistling. When Ted rubs the sunscreen just below her navel, he subconsciously glances at me. However, Suzy grabs his hand and shoves it lower. "Don't worry, Nina. He's touched this area so many times he's immune by now. It's just sunscreen. There's no need to get jealous over this, yeah?" I snort and look away to book a time for the divorce agreement. I will not be jealous, but they're both going to be on the receiving end of my slaps.

"Lilith, are you sure there's nothing wrong with this soup?" "What, you’re doubting your own mother’s love now?" she sneered. Grinding my teeth, I forced it down—only to feel a searing pain twist through my gut like knives a moment later. Alpha Kane burst into the room and gathered my lifeless body into his arms. His eyes burned crimson as he roared to the Eternity Pack: "I’ll burn this world to the ground for what you did to her." But fate wasn’t done with me yet. It gave me another chance. Back on the day of the poisoning, my cold smile slicing through the stunned silence. "This time," I said, "you’ll be the ones begging on your knees." And as it turns out… Revenge is sweet, but love? Even sweeter. "I can heal your leg," I said, lifting Kane’s blanket. Only for him to grab my wrist with a deadly grip. "Getting handsy now?" he smirked. "I’m checking your injury," I shot back, eyes narrowing. "Unless… there’s something else that needs ‘treating’ too?" "Sign it," I slammed the marriage certificate in front of him. "In exchange, I’ll help you walk again." "Do you even know what mate duties include?" His eyes drifted downward, tracing the curve of my waist— and lower.

Yaroslav “Viktorovich” Demidov: 25, of Russian descent, the second heir of the Demidov Family. Stoic, disciplined-well too much, perfectionist, hot headed and uptight. Hides vulnerability within that hard exterior of his. The only one in his family who has no magic because of an incident that happened when he was 4 years of age. Soul-bonded to Lian and actually holds the rarest and most powerful but dangerous power of all. Lian MAteo Alonzo-Kensington: 20, Filipino-British American, from the nurturing but competitive Kensington Family. Confident, expressive, sometimes impulsive kind of vulgar but well disciplined not in an uptight way. Has magical abilities, the rare dual type ability holders, ice and wind. His warmth clashes with Yaroslav and is soul-bonded with him therefore can also wield the other rarest and most powerful magic. Can two opposing hearts on ice bound by a soul-bond survive the weight of legacy, pressures of the competition and the dangerous pull of love and desire, when the bond that they believed to be a curse demands that one must lose his life for the other to live? For even every clash of skates, every stolen glances across the rink, every searing touch and mind-numbing kiss when they met in secret seems to burn the ice ablaze as the hatred blurs into hunger that draws them closer to a collision that could destroy or bind them for eternity. “Fuck Kensington, then I’ll risk everything, suffer everything….for one thing that matters…..You.” -Yaroslav Demidov

Elena Vale has spent her life enduring cruelty as the unwanted stepdaughter of a wealthy family. When she is arranged to marry her father’s best friend’s arrogant son, she accepts, hoping to finally secure her place in the world. But on the eve of her wedding, a mysterious call lures her into a trap set by her best friend, Sandra,leading to a scandalous encounter with the powerful billionaire Adrian Blackwood. By morning, Elena’s life is destroyed. Branded a disgrace, abandoned by her fiancé, and publicly disowned by her family, she becomes the center of a media storm she cannot escape. Just when everything seems lost, Adrian steps in, not out of kindness, but control and power .He offers her a contract marriage for protection. With nowhere else to turn, Elena agrees, stepping into a world of power, rules, and dangerous emotions. As their fake marriage begins to blur into something real, Elena discovers Adrian’s hidden connections to her painful past, shattering the fragile trust between them. Betrayals deepen, old enemies resurface, and a long-buried love returns, pulling Elena in a different direction. But when she walks away to reclaim her life, she uncovers a secret that binds her to Adrian forever, a child he knows nothing about. Years later, their paths collide again, and Adrian returns, no longer asking but claiming what is his, his wife, his child, and the love he once failed to protect. In a story of heartbreak, power, and redemption, Elena must decide if she can forgive the man who ruined her… or risk losing the only love that has ever truly fought for her.

Amelia's husband bangs another woman when the results from the hospital show that she's infertile. Unknown to him, the results are fake. Now Amelia is pregnant and he regrets his decision.

She’s a widow by day, a wild biker by night. Two ruthless men want her. Only one will own her in the end. Carlotta Russo survived her marriage to the cruel Alpha Dante—now, at just eighteen, she’s a widow with scars and secrets. By daylight, she keeps her head down, playing the good girl everyone wants to break. But after dark, she becomes a legend on the city’s underground racetrack—leather-clad, fearless, riding her bike like she’s running from hell itself. And hell is coming for her—twice. Gabriel, the school’s dangerous king, wants her on her knees, desperate for his touch. Paxton, the cocky, blue-eyed street racer, wants her screaming his name, begging for more. They don’t just want her. They want to own her. Tonight, the rules are simple—first to catch her, first to claim her. The loser walks away. The winner gets Carlotta in his bed. All night. No limits. “You want a taste, Gabriel?” Paxton smirks, eyes dark with hunger. “Beat me on the track. Winner takes her home.” Gabriel’s grin is pure sin. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make you forget you ever belonged to another man.” Carlotta’s heart races almost as fast as her bike. She should run. She should fight. But every wicked promise, every hungry glance, makes her body ache for more. In the dark, between burning engines and hotter hands, she’s the prize in a game that will break every rule—and maybe her. Widow. Biker. Bad girl in the making. Tonight, Carlotta will be claimed. But when the sun comes up, who will she be calling Daddy? 18+ ONLY. BDSM, EROTIC, AND RAW HOT SCENES INSIDE. Read this book if you want to cum hard and beg for more.

An elf's life is eternal. He is the most lonely person on the planet. He also understands how to love and defend the ones he cares about, but the goblins must helplessly watch the people he cares about endure life and death directly in front of his eyes. When there is love, humans are frequently greedy and selfish. She, he, and even that kid are his brides, who can help him escape the eternity of fate. Finally, they could only see him one more time before leaving. "Oh brides of the goblin, pardon the lone man who endures the world's penalty, and let him be set free in this painful existence."