Quotes Playing Victim

Alpha Ricardo believes in an eye for an eye. He treats me like a mirror—whatever pain my brother causes his sister, Ricardo reflects onto me. But what happens when the mirror shows a lie? Maria has fooled the entire pack. She has convinced her brother that she is a victim, when she is actually the villain. Now that I’m carrying Ricardo’s heir, I’m caught in a crossfire of hate and obsession. With my brother’s life on the line and a vengeful husband at my door, I must find the proof to break Maria’s spell. In a house built on secrets, the truth is the only weapon I have left.

On her birthday and mating ceremony, Shirley's life takes a tragic turn when her parents and fellow pack members fall victim to a merciless attack by unknown assailants. Captured and sold in a clandestine dark auction, she becomes the property of the formidable Alpha, Adolphus Quin. At first, Adolphus sees her as nothing more than a submissive slave, but as the nights pass, an unexpected transformation takes place within him. His icy demeanor begins to thaw, and he discovers an inexplicable weakness for Shirley, an emotion he thought himself incapable of and undeniably his paradox. How deep has Shirley dug into Adolphus's heart and how far has Adolphus fallen for Shirley?

Beautiful and Young Rebecca V. Cornell’s life does look like a fairy tale for the outside world but she was a victim of domestic violence that left her scarred and emotionally broken from the inside. Above all, she had to fight with her wolf every day and night who wanted to go back to her mate who was the reason for all her misery. She kept taking a dose of wolfsbanes to tame her marked wolf. Observing the misery of Rebecca’s wolf, Moon Goddess blesses her with a unique power and a chance to choose her own destiny. . Rebecca’s fated mate is a and her chosen mate is her enemy. Whom will she choose to love?

Liam Parker has always known one truth: love is a luxury he cannot afford. Marked by a condition that promises violence and an ending he won’t survive, Liam lives by rules that keep people safe—especially himself. He fights. He disappears. He never stays long enough to want more. Maya never meant to need saving. Trapped in a house that stopped being safe long ago, she learns early that silence is survival and hope is dangerous. Loving anyone feels impossible when fear already owns every breath. When fate places her next door to a man who refuses to care—and a monster who refuses to be gentle—their lives collide in ways neither of them planned. Liam knows loving her would destroy them both. Maya knows walking away might cost her everything. Some hearts aren’t broken. They’re denied. And some men aren’t heartless. They’re simply unlovable.

A Dark, Erotic Thriller Filled with Lust, Betrayal, and Revenge Seraphina Carter has been trapped in a luxurious hell for six years—married to Ethan, a man who thrives on breaking her spirit. Verbal abuse, emotional torture, and public humiliation are his weapons, and worst of all, she can’t leave. Their ironclad prenup states that whoever files for divorce first will lose half of their wealth, and Ethan is determined to keep Sera as his beautifully broken trophy wife while he openly indulges in affairs. One drunken night changes everything. Sera stumbles into Crimson Veil, an underground nightclub, and meets Raven Blackwood, a darkly seductive woman with a sinful smile and eyes that promise danger. One touch ignites a fire inside Sera she never knew existed, and by morning, she’s lost in a world of forbidden desire and uncontrollable addiction. But as passion turns into obsession, Raven whispers a dangerous proposal: Why not kill Ethan? What starts as a twisted love affair soon becomes a high-stakes psychological game of manipulation, seduction, and deception. Ethan is not as blind as he seems, and as the walls close in, Sera realizes she's caught between two devils—one she married and one she desires. In a world where love is a weapon and trust is a lie, who is the real predator, and who is just prey? ---

* It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?

I stepped closer. Close enough to smell his cologne—cedarwood, leather, and power. My hand moved. Smooth, practiced. The pistol slide from under the apron into my palm. I raised it fast. But before I could pull the trigger— BANG. Not my shot. A scream tore through the restaurant as another man launched himself toward Romano’s table, blade flashing. Another assassin. What the hell— Romano didn’t flinch. He shoved the table forward, knocking the attacker off balance. The blade scraped across wood, not skin. I ducked instinctively as the room erupted into chaos. Gunfire cracked. Glass exploded. People screamed and dove for cover. “Get him out—NOW!” one of the guards barked. I aimed for the second attacker. Didn’t even hesitate. One shot—head. Gone. The guard saw me. Confusion flashed in his eyes. Then rage. I ran. I weaved between overturned chairs, plates, and screaming bodies. The smell of blood was real now, thick in the air. One of the guards grabbed me. I slammed my elbow into his ribs, twisted, and brought the butt of my gun down on his skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Out. I had to get out. My boots pounded the floor as I tore through the narrow hallway. But then— “Elisa.” His voice stopped me cold. I turned. Antonio Romano stood in the middle of the carnage, suit untouched, blood spattered behind him like art. His eyes were on me. And he was smiling. It was darker. Slower. Like a hunter seeing something worth chasing. Somehow, he knew who I was. “Interesting,” he said softly, tilting his head. “They sent you.” I didn’t answer. I ran. But that voice followed me. He knew my name. And he let me go. This wasn’t over. It had just begun.

“You’re just like a sister to me.” Those were the actual words that broke the camel’s back. Not after what just happened. Not after the hot, breathless, soul-shaking night we spent tangled in each other’s arms. I knew from the beginning that Tristan Maverick was a line I shouldn’t cross. He wasn’t just anyone, he was my brother’s best friend. The man I spent years secretly wanting. But that night… we were broken. We had just buried our parents. And the grief was too heavy, too real.... so I begged him to touch me. To make me forget. To fill the silence that death left behind. And he did. He held me like I was something fragile. Kissed me like I was the only thing he needed to breathe. Then left me bleeding with six words that burned deeper than rejection ever could. So, I ran. Away from everything that cost me pain. Now, five years later, I’m back. Fresh from rejecting the mate who abused me. Still carrying the scars of a pup I never got to hold. And the man waiting for me at the airport isn’t my brother. It’s Tristan. And he's not the guy I left behind. He's a biker. An Alpha. And when he looked at me, I knew there was no where else to run to.

COMPLETED! '' You see my love, you should have drink something before you smell these roses and this Aphrodite scent in the room,'' he said walking towards her playing a very evil grin on his handsome face. She tried to move back after hearing his words which gave her the biggest shock of her life. She was about to trip back on her feet when he grabbed her waist saving her. '' I told you before you look so beautiful today. But you look even more beautiful in my arms,'' he said huskily playing with her hairs. '' I want to go home, please,'' she said pulling his hand down from her hair. '' This is your home, isn’t it. You even liked coming here before,'' he said grabbing her hand in his which was trying to move him back before. '' No nothing is right you say!'' she yelled with teary eyes but met with his warm lips with hers. And there went her first kiss without her permission. She lost her consciousness in his arms but he pulled her in bridal style. ''MINE!'' he spoke looking at her face with some crazy obsession that didn't seem to have any limits at all.

She was the temptation they prayed against—and the salvation they didn’t see coming. The story centers on a woman who’s done playing nice. After a betrayal that shattered everything she thought she knew—marriage, motherhood, self-worth—she sheds her shame, steps into her desire, and discovers power in places she was once told were sinful. Her past doesn’t define her. Her pleasure doesn’t shame her. And she’s not asking for permission anymore.