Sad Death Quotes

Ryker Chua Mondragon, the owner of the largest business in the country, tinitingala at hinahangaan ng maraming kababaihan. He was every woman's dream. But behind his sweet smile and kind nature, he was a beast, a devil in disguise that you wouldn't want to see. Can Kelly Venus endure the pain of being the man's obsession? May chance pa ba siyang makatakas sa kamay ng binata? What if everyone around her will be in danger if she tried to run away? Pipiliin ba niyang manatili o magtatago na lang at hindi na magpapakita sa kaniya?

Siron, a naive and humorous 20-year-old, lived with an ancestral curse he had never believed in. Thousands of years ago, Morat, a male shifter betrayed and murdered by the kingdom, cursed the entire line of the royal family’s men. Now, in the modern era, Siron was the last heir to that curse. His parents constantly pushed him to attend the temple for protective rituals, but Siron always evaded them, dismissing the curse as just an old story. But everything changed when Morat began to manifest, first as a faint shadow, then as a horrifying figure haunting Siron’s apartment. When Siron accidentally performed an ancient blood ritual that appeared in his dreams, Morat’s form transformed into a handsome man… but only temporarily. Terror, sensuality, and manipulation slowly began to engulf Siron’s life. Amidst a mix of fear and pleasure, Siron started to become addicted to Morat’s presence, even as he tried to find a way to break the curse that entangled his life.

Mi padre me obligó a elegir a uno de los dos hermanos de la familia López para casarme. Elegí a Alejandro López. Solo porque llevaba trece años enamorada de él en silencio. Pero el día de nuestra boda, su hermanastra Paloma se arrojó desde la azotea del hotel. Dejó una carta escrita con sangre, deseándonos amor eterno y una vida juntos. Entonces lo entendí: llevaban años amándose en secreto. Alejandro perdió el control en plena boda y anunció que renunciaba al mundo. Yo me quedé sola, sin rumbo. De por vida, expió sus culpas ante la placa conmemorativa de su hermanastra. Lo odié por engañarme; no pedí el divorcio y nos torturamos. Hasta que un secuestro lo cambió todo. Para salvarme, Alejandro murió junto a los secuestradores. Antes de morir, me miró y dijo: —Isabela, fue mi culpa haberte ocultado la verdad. —Pero dos vidas, la mía y la de mi hermana, ¿no bastan para saldar esta deuda? —En la próxima vida, no me elijas. Cuando abrí los ojos de nuevo, había vuelto al día en que mi padre me pidió escoger esposo. Esta vez, sin dudarlo, elegí al hermano mayor de Alejandro: Ramiro.

O casamento de Isadora Freitas e Olavo Carvalho durou cinco anos, sustentado pelo sacrifício de sua dignidade e de sua estabilidade emocional. Ela acreditava que, na ausência de amor, ao menos haveria alguma afeição familiar. Até que, um dia... O aviso de emergência sobre a saúde de sua filha única e as manchetes de Olavo esbanjando dinheiro com sua musa apareceram simultaneamente diante dela. Ela finalmente percebeu que não precisava mais fingir ser esposa dele. Porém, aquele homem cruel subornou toda a imprensa, e ajoelhou-se na neve com os olhos vermelhos e suplicou para que ela voltasse. Mas Isadora apareceu de braços dados com outro homem. Um novo amor anunciado para o mundo.

My esports team is engaged in a practice match at midnight. Suddenly, my coach hands a phone over to me. On the other end of the line, my dad cries hysterically. Amid his sobs, he tells me that my mom is currently unconscious in the hospital, and that the doctor has issued him a critical notice. Apparently, my mom's funeral is being prepared in advance, so my dad wants me home immediately. As I stare at the match-up diagram of the final round of the national-level competition as well as the seven-figure prize money, I reply icily, "I'm not going home. I must participate in the final round tomorrow. During the competition, my phone will be turned off. Don't disturb me no matter what."

Sebuah video unik viral dalam satu malam. Di dalam video itu, di puncak gunung yang diselimuti kabut, pacarku, Adriel Mahendra, berlutut dengan satu lutut dan dengan ekspresi yang lembut. Di tengah sorak-sorai, cincin di jari perempuan itu berkilau yang menandai dirinya sebagai calon istri Keluarga Mahendra. Dalam hitungan jam, video itu menduduki puncak berbagai daftar tren. Orang-orang menyebutnya sebagai lamaran paling romantis tahun ini. Isabel Santoso kemudian menulis pesan di akun media sosialnya. [Aku sudah menunggu pernikahan ini begitu lama, dan akhirnya sekarang benar-benar terjadi! Terima kasih!] Kolom komentar langsung dipenuhi seruan antusias. [Pewaris keluarga mafia dan wanita biasa? Suka banget!] [Seperti cerita di novel.] [Aku iri banget.] Aku mendatangi pacarku untuk meminta penjelasan. Tapi bahkan sebelum aku sempat membuka mulut, aku mendengar suaranya berbicara dengan sahabat dekatnya di ruang kerja. "Emangnya aku punya pilihan lain?" kata Adriel dengan nada suaranya yang sedikit kesal. "Kalau aku tidak menikahinya, ayahnya akan menjualnya." Temannya ragu sejenak. "Tapi bagaimana dengan Karina? Dia sudah bersamamu bertahun-tahun. Apa kau tidak khawatir dia bisa hilang kendali?" Adriel tertawa, sama sekali tidak peduli. "Terus kenapa kalau dia marah? Karina dan aku sudah bersama selama enam tahun. Dia tidak akan pergi. Dia tidak mungkin pergi." Hampir seluruh tubuhku terasa membeku saat itu. Sebulan kemudian. Aku menikah dengan pria lain di hari yang sama ketika Adriel dan Isabel menikah. Rombongan pernikahan kami bertemu di pusat kota. Sesuai adat, kami bertukar buket bunga di antara dua mobil pengantin yang saling berpapasan, dan jendela kami turun bersamaan. Saat itulah Adriel melihatku. Aku mengenakan gaun pengantin putih dan bukan bersamanya, tapi di dalam pelukan pria lain. Setelah bertahun-tahun mengenal Adriel Mahendra, wajah tenangnya yang selalu sempurna akhirnya retak untuk pertama kalinya.

My mom, Allison Ramsey, runs an adult store. One day, I'm so tired that I doze off inside, only to end up accidentally trapped in one of those pleasure beds. When Mr. Palmer from next door walks in, he mistakes me for the store's latest doll and proceeds to pull down my hot pants.

Pouco antes do casamento, descobri que estava grávida de dois meses. Meu noivo, Diogo Bragança, com o hálito de quem havia bebido, pousou a mão na minha barriga, murmurou em tom de brincadeira: — Francisca, acho que ainda não estou pronto pra ser pai. Vamos... deixar esse bebê pra depois? Respondi com o coração vazio: — Tudo bem. Na vida passada, insisti em ter esse filho. Na mesma época, Antonella Coutinho sofreu um aborto e perdeu a chance de engravidar. Diogo me culpou por isso e, depois do casamento, foi frio comigo até o fim. O filho que carreguei com dor e quase à custa da minha vida, Lenor Bragança, mais tarde passou a chamar Antonella de “mamãe” aos gritos. No dia em que sofri um acidente e perdi muito sangue, pai e filho passaram por mim sem sequer olhar para trás. Eles tinham pressa. Antonella estava em trabalho de parto. Lá em cima, eu morria, esvaída em sangue. Lá embaixo, eles comemoravam o nascimento de uma nova vida, balançando bastões de luz. Desta vez, não vou mais me abandonar por ninguém. Disquei para o diretor do instituto: — Quero me juntar à expedição na Antártida.

Fui sola al concierto de mi cantante favorito. En la parte de las dedicatorias, el corazón me latía con fuerza. Recé en silencio para que la suerte me escogiera a mí. Pero al siguiente segundo, en la pantalla gigante apareció mi esposo, que supuestamente estaba de viaje por trabajo, y a su lado estaba su primer amor, Patricia Castellón. —Quiero pedir una canción: "Volver al pasado", volver tres años atrás, cuando Nicolás jamás habría terminado con Patricia. El público estalló en aplausos y vítores, celebrando aquella historia de amor. Solo yo, entre la multitud, me quedé con el rostro empapado en lágrimas. En la siguiente ronda de dedicatorias, de pronto vi en la pantalla mi propia cara hinchada de tanto llorar. —Yo también quiero pedir "Volver al pasado", volver al momento en que nunca habría aceptado la propuesta de matrimonio de Nicolás Varas.

When Alina strikes a desperate deal with her father, she enters the forbidden forest—only to be bitten by a venomous creature that should’ve killed her. Instead, she wakes up with fractured memories, a strange mark etched into her skin, and a bond she doesn’t understand… one that ties her to Valerian, the cold, commanding vampire who saved her life—or cursed it. As she recovers among his kind, Alina is forced to navigate the uneasy truce between Lycans and Vampires while uncovering the secrets buried by witches long ago. But the mate bond between her and Valerian grows stronger—and harder to deny. Ancient wars don’t stay buried, and neither do dangerous truths. Torn between loyalty to her pack and the dark pull of the vampire she never chose, Alina must decide what she’s willing to risk… before the blood that binds them becomes her ruin.