Synopsis Of Perfume And Pain: A Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I replied, surprised how I stopped feeling this pain. "You stop feeling pain?" Gloria asked, looking at me shockingly. "Yeah," I muttered. "But how?" "I don't know, but maybe because of Monika," I replied, unsure whether I'm right or not. "Huh?" "I remember after losing Jenny, I felt this pain every day, and I accept it as a part of my life, knowing I won't get relief from it, but things started changing ever since Monika came into my life. I started moving on from Jenny, and then the pain subsided, but when Monika left me, this curse again started troubling me. It stopped hurting me when Monika entered my life again. I only felt this pain last night when I saw the date on the calendar; othe

Rose: “Miren, I beg you to forgive my mistakes and stop torturing me. I'm in pain, I know it's wrong... myself, I shouldn't be acting so stupid towards you…” Her voice trembled and faded. Her breathing became more and more chaotic, and her nose also began to show fresh blood. The pain in the head was comparable to that of having a drill drilled all the way into the brain, pounding each brick that was thrown directly inside with excruciating force. Rose could never have imagined that she would spend her entire life at the zenith of happiness, without ever experiencing a single day of unhappiness, and end up in the position that she is in today.

Chapter Fourteen It took less than a week for the DNA results to be returned, and they affirmed Fiona’s claim that she was an Casparian. As a result, they had all gathered around the formal dining table, having what could only be described as an uncomfortable formal family dinner. Harper shifted in the white lace dress she wore, wishing she had chosen something less scratchy. At least then she would’ve been physically comfortable while still being emotionally uncomfortable. The entire atmosphere was tense, and it was clear no one knew how to react.

Her eyes scanned the pack ground aimlessly—until they landed on something in the far corner. Her breath hitched, her heart sinking like a stone. Her gaze froze, and the pain in her hand dulled in comparison to the ache spreading through her chest.

I cried out, unable to control myself. I hated that he could reduce me to this state, but there was not a thing I could do to stop myself. This was beyond me. I was helpless to stop my body from betraying me. I was just going to let my body ride him just as hard and take what it needed from him. My fingers found their way into his hair and I pulled as hard as I could. My punishment was a painful smack to my ass. “Let go.” He commanded harshly. I did, but to my surprise, the burn of his smack became a most welcome pain.

My brothers and Amber sounded confused and uneasy. "The doctor said there's nothing wrong with us," someone said with a frown. "But just now, it felt like I was being tortured to death." "I've never felt pain like that in my life." "Wait," another voice cut in, sharp with panic. "Why does it feel like it's starting again?" The anesthesia was wearing off. Pain bloomed once more. In the hallway, their voices shattered into screams. I lowered my gaze and pressed a fingernail gently into the edge of my bandaged wound. Pain shot through me.

POV Cain It doesn’t fade. That’s the first thing I realize. The pain doesn’t crest and retreat like wounds always do—it settles. Deep. Relentless. A living thing lodged beneath my ribs, burning hotter with every heartbeat. I stagger across my chambers, breath coming sharp and uneven. My vision swims, edges darkening as heat coils tighter inside me, crushing, twisting—claiming. “No,” I growl through clenched teeth. “You don’t get to do this.”

When he saw that scene, no one knew how painful he was. The intense pain, the anger and the double betrayal made him feel the greatest malevolence in the world. He had enjoyed all the love since he was born. He could get what he wanted and do whatever he wanted. The only thing he thought that he couldn’t have was Jean. He thought that he could pay silent attention to her. But he never thought that life would give him such a big gift. Jeremy patted his forehead, thinking that what he feared most had happened. Were they going to turn against each other for the sake of a woman?

Picking up Fiana’s hairbrush from the dresser, she pulled some hair from its bristles and rolled it between her fingers while holding Fiana’s bottle of cologne close to her nose. She suddenly felt exhausted. Making her way to the bed, she lied on Fiana’s side and buried her face in the pillow. Her lover’s scent still lingered. Pam removed her cloths and slid her naked body under the covers and wrapped her arms tightly around Fiana’s pillow. Her pain was intense. Her loss was unbearable. Noticing a bottle of prescription sleeping pills on the night stand, she picked it up...

The pain was unbearable, tightening into a hard wall around my heart as I finally closed my eyes, letting my eyes fall into a miserable, heavy sleep… The next morning, the harsh sunlight stung my eyes, waking me up. I found myself laying right on the very edge of the bed, my muscles completely stiff and aching. The moment I opened my eyes, the crushing memory of last night came rushing back, bringing the familiar, sharp pain right along with it. I rolled over, pulling a heavy pillow over my face, deciding right then and there that I wasn't going to leave this room today. I couldn't face the Pack looking like a broken fool. I stayed there for hours, trapped in my dark silence till a sharp, su