Resting In Peace Quotes

Ambrosia and Jackson have come a long way since they first met. Peace has been kept because of the difficult battles they have had to fight, but it has been disrupted by her brother. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create, but learns a disturbing secret. She enlists the help of the white witch queen and the dark witch queen. As her new sister in laws they are determined to do what it takes to ensure that Ambrosia gets the revenge she so clearly deserves. Peace is so very near, but will Ambrosias past become too much to handle? Will she be crushed by what she learns and finds out?

He was there during her healing phase, he helped her to heal the pain inside her, pain caused by her own family. But now, she's more broken than she was before, knowing that the one who healed here, also hurts her. The feeling if emptiness and drained. Mind's full untold thoughts while unfamiliar voices keep shouting inside her head. Shouting about not being worthy enough to receive someone's care and love. That she achieve nothing make someone proud of her and her efforts. Thinking that no one can love her the way she wanted to be love. Now that she doesn't want that love and attention anymore. All she want now is to live with peace. She want to live her life without dealing anything but peace, where all she wanted to feel within the day is peace, and where can she peacefully sleep at night without facing the ceiling for an hour. But behind her walking unto peace, there's something from her past pulling her back. Past where she's running away before until then. But how can she run away from the past when the past already got her back?

On the day the privileged heiress, Olivia Cruz, and I register our marriage, she leaves me and Mom stranded on a deserted road before running off to her childhood sweetheart, Brad McCoy. Rage triggers Mom's cardiac arrest, so I call Olivia in anxiety, begging her to come back and save Mom. But she just says a cold line before ending the call, "Not this again. Every time I have to step away, your mom suddenly has heart pain. Your family sure knows how to put on a show, huh?" With that, Mom misses her chance at rescue and dies. That night, a mutual friend posts online. "Growing up together is a whole different kind of bond!" The post shows Olivia perched on Brad's lap with his hand resting on her waist. It's the perfect picture of intimacy that leaves little to the imagination. I expressionlessly tap on the like button before typing my comment. "Is this what you meant by 'something important'?" The friend sneers. "Relax, it's just a game of Truth or Dare. I can't believe you're taking it so seriously." Olivia doesn't even bother to explain, but when I walk away without a word, she finally panics.

My son accidentally ate peanuts and suffered a severe allergic reaction. I threw away all the anti-allergy medication in the house and even hung up when he called 911 for help. I watched helplessly as his airway swelled shut and he suffocated to death. In my previous life, when my son struggled to breathe, I immediately drove him to the hospital. After an intense rescue effort, he survived, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, my mother-in-law stormed in, furious, accusing me of being a monster and blaming me for nearly killing him. I hurried to explain that he was fine. Yet, when I presented the doctor's report and discharge paperwork, I was horrified to discover that they had turned into a death certificate. My son, who had been resting safely in the ICU, was gone. He had somehow appeared in the morgue. Refusing to accept it, I checked the surveillance footage. However, the footage clearly showed that my son never left the operating room. Instead, it was just me, talking to myself the entire time. I had no idea what was happening. No one believed me. They locked me in a psychiatric hospital. In the end, as my condition worsened, a swarm of frenzied patients attacked me and tore me apart alive.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, Harrison Drummond arrives with the woman he's been seeing behind my back. Tears fill Kate McCauley's eyes. Before I even have a chance to speak, she drops to her knees in front of me. "Ms. Kershaw, love isn't about who came first or last. Harrison and I care for each other with all our hearts. Please, let us be together." I turn to look at Harrison. With a heavy heart, he lifts Kate into his arms. The man who's always obsessed with cleanliness now wipes her tears away, not caring about the mess she leaves behind. Without raising his gaze, he says, "Kate has been by my side without any official name or title. I owe her that much. Don't worry, she's not after anything else. Having her here is no more than adding an extra pair of cutlery at the table." With that, he carries Kate into the bedroom and closes the door behind them. He seems to have completely forgotten that today is our wedding anniversary. Does he even remember the other woman who followed him without status seven years ago? I stare at the glowing "Happy Anniversary" sign resting on the table. In that instant, I realize there is no future left for us.

The moongodess, years ago, created a complicated plot that would lead to her coming to the earth to save it from the greatest evil; her second half. After writing the story, she vanished, leaving a peace of her to observe as it unfolded.Gabriella is a young werewolf who dreams of meeting her mate someday. She loses all sense of emotion in her heart after going through constant torture from her own family. One day she is told by her father she is going to be sold off to an alpha to keep the peace between the packs.After meeting her mate at the peace keeping ceremony, her heart fills with joy and her eyes lighten up again, but all that vanishes when she realizes her mate is actually the one she’s being sold off to and he’s the most ruthless alpha who is more focused on ruling the other packs and doesn’t care about her.She resumes her life in despair in his clutches, trying to find a way to escape for her life. One day everything changes when he finally begins to feel the mate bond between them and says he loves her for the first time.What happens when her real family comes looking for her and she finds out that she was never the daughter of the man she called father and she was only found on the streets as a child.

To mend his broken heart and forget his ex-fiancée, Jasson Luther decided to go back to the island of Isla Lutherio, where he was born and raised. Nonetheless, instead of resting and easing his thoughts, he grew more upset and concerned when his heart became engaged again— which is when he met Samara, his lady butler, and personal driver's daughter. How can he manage his unwanted feelings toward a young girl? For heaven's sake, Samara is eighteen years younger than he is. He may be accused of being a cradle snatcher, and he may even be mistaken for a pedophile. And to avoid his unexplainable feelings for the girl, he diverts his attention to others—ladies his age. However, the more he avoids his feelings, the more intense they become. He couldn't stand seeing her dissatisfied and sullen expression towards him. He couldn't help being envious of every male associated with the girl. How long can he hold back his feelings for Samara? Will he be able to let her be with another guy despite their feelings for each other? Or will he be able to fight for his love against Samara’s entire clan?

In a world torn by ancient enmity between werewolves and vampires, the prophecy of two star-crossed lovers unfolds. Adrian, a werewolf, and Seraphina, a vampire, discover an illicit connection that mirrors a love story from a million years ago. As they navigate the treacherous path of forbidden love, a child born of their union becomes the key to a prophecy, destined to be a powerful and feared ruler. Faced with the impending chaos, Adrian sacrifices their love to protect Seraphina and their child, sparking a cataclysmic war. In the aftermath, their resilient love defies destiny, bringing about an uneasy peace and a new era where boundaries blur, and hope reigns. Amidst this fragile peace, whispers emerge of a forgotten prophecy that could either unite or destroy both worlds. Will Adrian and Seraphina's enduring bond withstand the weight of ancient destinies, or will their love become the catalyst for a darkness neither realm can escape?

My car was passing by the entrance of the office when I saw both my sisters 'wrestling' vigorously with a bum. I wasn't surprised, however, even recording a video of it and sending it to the biggest news outlet of the country, saying, "I want it seen across the world before 7pm." After all, in my last life, those two sisters were so keen to please Harold Langford that they allowed him to steal my birthright all he wanted. I bore with it because they were family, and ended up resting in pieces. But now that I had a second chance, I would return the favor. At the company gala, Harold once again took my seat as he snorted at me haughtily. "Hmph! If Ellie and Jennie didn't insist on showing you how the world works, a poor college student like you wouldn't even make it through the front door!" "Know your place and don't cause me trouble, or they will have you beaten to a pulp!" Seeing that he was still running his mouth, I kicked him three feet away as I chuckled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you strut when you're just a gigolo who only knows how to please hags!"

The night my husband, William Costello, was assassinated by his enemies was supposed to be a celebration—our wedding anniversary. I was dressed in his favorite red dress, waiting for him, when the phone rang. "Mr. Costello was shot at the harbor. The bullet went through the back of his head. He died on the spot." I collapsed to the floor. I clung to his belongings, mourning for a week straight. We even lost our unborn child during this time. Everyone said William and I were true love. Even the Don himself came to the funeral, resting a heavy hand on my shoulder with a sigh. He said, "All of Blackhaven knows you were the only woman he ever loved." Grief nearly destroyed me. I stood at the river's edge, ready to follow William into the afterlife. However, I overheard my sister-in-law, Emily Hawkins, leaning into my brother-in-law, Jones Costello, her voice dripping with a twisted affection. She purred, "William, I love you so much. Between Nina and me, who do you think is sexier?" "Of course it's you, babe!" came the husky reply. I stood frozen, my eyes wide and my body trembling. Why was Emily calling my brother-in-law by my husband's name?