Synonym Overwhelmed

At three months pregnant, I was diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy. My husband, a doctor, was overwhelmed with worry, pulling every string he could to arrange surgery and remove the baby. "As long as you're okay, it doesn’t matter if we don’t have our own child. We can always adopt. I can't lose you, Evelyn!" Heartbroken, I blamed myself for being useless, for failing to carry our child, and for disappointing my husband. But then, I accidentally saw his chat messages with another woman on the phone. "Don’t worry, I already told her she had an ectopic pregnancy." "I’ll have her sign the adoption papers soon, then find a way to bring you into our home." "Asher is my only son. I will make sure he inherits everything I have!" That was when I realized that the husband I loved so deeply had long since built another family behind my back.

My younger brother told me he was overwhelmed by school stress and had developed depression. I tried to help by encouraging him to seek treatment, drawing from my own experience with the illness. However, my mother blamed me, accusing me of passing the depression onto him. She took me to a witch, who locked me in the house. Every day, the witch used willow branches to drive away evil spirits, beating me until my skin was raw, forcing me to drink filthy water, and making me bleed. "This is the only way to banish the evil and bless your little brother." After enduring days of torment, my depression worsened, and I chose to end my life. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother first confessed his depression. I looked at my body—whole and unharmed. This time, I will make them pay for everything I endured.

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”

My husband, Hank, is dead.  On our wedding anniversary, he ventured out in the pouring rain to buy me a cake, only to be hit by a truck. His body was badly mangled in the crash.  My sister-in-law, Lyra, called me a killer, claiming that I did not deserve Hank’s inheritance.  My mother-in-law, Judy, kicked me out of the house.  Overwhelmed by grief and guilt, I often wondered if he would still be alive had I stopped him that day. Eventually, emotions gripped me, and I was diagnosed with cancer.  Judy came to visit me on my deathbed. “You’re an idiot to believe everything!”  She threw a family photo in my face.  The shock and anger were more than I could handle, and I breathed my last.  It turned out that Hank was never dead. He had a child with his old flame.  When I opened my eyes once more, I returned to the day my husband faked his death.

How does one woman please two men? Lizzie has to answer when Jordan suddenly springs Jackson on her. His life long best friend.Jackson is a dark, brooding man. When they meet, the sparks fly and burn so hot and unexpectedly that Lizzie is shocked. Jordan was a lot for Lizzie to learn how to handle. But, when she discovers she is supposed to try and take both of them on. She was terrified and overwhelmed,Lizzie flees to a quiet cabin in the woods, where she thinks she is safe enough to come to terms with her new situation. But Jack and Jordan follow her there, unwilling to let her run away. They force her to confront her problems and the terrible secrets she was harboring. Unfortunately, their problems decided to follow them as well. Can the three of them ever get past the troubles they must face? Especially when it's Lizzie's own life on the line?*ADULTS ONLY* *EXPLICIT SCENES* *BDSM* You Are Ours is created by Leann Lane, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author

Ari woke up to find herself in the body of a newborn female beast cub, her mind still reeling from the shock of her sudden rebirth. The last thing she remembered before her new life began was the chaos of hijackers on her plane, followed by the devastating crash that claimed the lives of all the passengers, including her own. As she struggled to come to terms with her new reality, Ari was overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty. She had always suffered from androphobia, an intense fear of men, and despite years of psychiatric treatment and medication, she had never been able to fully overcome her condition. Even in her previous life, she had struggled to make intimate contact with her own family. As she looked around at the unfamiliar world she now found herself in, Ari couldn't help but wonder if she would be able to survive in this strange new place. Despite her condition, she was determined to find a way to adapt and overcome her fears.

Desperate to save her father’s life, Aurora agrees to be a surrogate mother for a multimillionaire, paid upfront for her service, only to lose her father after the insemination was done. With conflicted emotions, she tries to weasel out of the agreement but unfortunately for her, she was already pregnant, and Mr Arthur was not going to let her off, not even when she suggested an abortion. He insisted that she had the baby. That choice would have been so much easier if he cared for her, but due to his painful past, Mr Arthur was devoid of emotions. A man with a heart cold as ice, she cared for him, but he only saw her as a Breeder. Sitting right there on the hospital bed, staring at her beautiful babies, Aurora was overwhelmed by motherly joy, and at that moment, she knew that she couldn’t hand over her babies to a heartless, cold, money minded CEO, and so she ran, as far as she could…. But the Billionaire CEO was not going to leave his babies either. The billionaire’s babies must be found!

In a cruel and unfortunate turn of events, Samantha Gonzales experiences a betrayal from her uncle and is sold into the hands of evil. Feeling overwhelmed by a mixture of anger and sadness, Samantha finds comfort in the support of her fellow women, who come together to create a daring plan for escape. When their captors and buyers arrive, they seize the opportunity and execute their plan flawlessly, disappearing into the depths of a secret nightclub hidden beneath their hiding place. Although some of Samantha's companions are captured, luck favors her as she manages to find refuge in a hidden car. As the engine starts, Samantha is met with an unexpected encounter—the owner of the vehicle notices her. Desperate to avoid being returned to her captors, Samantha pleads with the owner, leading them to strike a risky deal once they reach a magnificent mansion. Bound by a haunting agreement, Samantha is thrust into the treacherous world of a merciless Mafia boss. Uncertainty looms over her future as she embarks on a journey where her only goal is survival. What lies ahead for Samantha in the clutches of this mysterious figure?

She watched as he settled on the black couch while she stood a few meters away from him, with her luggage right beside her.  Her gaze lowered to the floor as her eyes met with his stiffened, icy face which wore a demeaning look that sent shrills all over her body.  Her heart palpitated with fear as she became overwhelmed by the thoughts of being strangled tonight by her newly wedded husband who was sitting right in front of her.   She had heard him rumored to be ruthless, arrogant and hostile just like his father.   After the collapse of his marriage with a billionaire's daughter whom he had tried to murder, he became feared by many, and every lady would see it as a death sentence to be married to him.  But here she was, the daughter of a peasant farmer, married to the ruthless Billionaire's son. How did she get here?  Her name is Alex, and this is her story with ADRIAN STEEL, SON OF THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

I secured a big deal for the company and was promoted to manager. However, I overheard my boss' secretary gossiping in the pantry, saying that I was brainless and only got where I was by using my body. I was so angry that I wanted to report it to the police. Surprisingly, her husband stopped me and forced his wife to bow and apologize to me, begging for forgiveness. Things got worse on the next day. Someone shared my inappropriate photos in the company group chat along with records of me supposedly checking into a hotel with a man. My colleagues looked at me with contempt, as if they all knew what was happening but refused to speak up. Even my boss fired me, saying I had moral issues. My husband immediately divorced me when he found out, took our daughter away, and left me with nothing. Neighbors pointed fingers and whispered about me. I was so overwhelmed that I lost my senses and was killed by a car crash. When I opened my eyes, I returned to the day I was promoted.