Taylor Swift Crying Novels & Stories

The night of Lara Taylor’s engagement to Vaughan Dabrowski changes the entire course of her life and leads her down a path from which there is no return. Not only is she betrayed by the one person in the whole world that she thought she could trust, she also finds her fated mate, a Rogue Alpha named Dex Russell, who is as dangerous as he is handsome. Dex tricks her into thinking he is in love with her, and after deciding to be careless and impulsive for once, Lara finds herself in a complicated situation where she is the butt of the joke. After the events of the horrendous night cause her to be exiled and hunted by her own packmates, Lara finds herself in unfamiliar territory with an insatiable thirst for revenge and hiding a terrible secret. Years later, Lara is given a lifeline by a stranger. His request is simple: he wants her to seduce a man and extract his darkest secrets from him, secrets that will uncover the intentions of a secret organization designed to destroy powerful packs. Lara accepts the offer, not knowing that the man she is meant to seduce is the man who fooled her all those years ago, and who on top of that, doesn’t recognize her. In this way, she is given the opportunity to avenge herself and ruin his life just as he ruined hers. Will Lara see the task through and ruin Dex, or will she be tempted by memories of the past?

His heart was about to burst off its ribcage from the amount of continuous consternation he suffered since the drive to the hospital after he receives the catastrophic news about his wife. Ace Taylor the renowned businessman, world-famous pharmaceutical tycoon, and eminent top textile industrialist of the United States dashed through the entrance of Breach Candy hospital. His eyes searching for the reception flurried as drops of sweat settle down on his forehead even on the biting cold night of mid-December. He slaps the desk on tenterhooks unable to form the right words to gain the attention of the middle-aged lady sitting at the entrance. She raises her head to embrace the attention and her eyes were on stalks to receive the striking Aphrodite who only could be anyone's dream watching on big screens and business magazines standing right in front of her. "My wife...Scarlet Taylor..." "Yes sir..yes sir" the receptionist scurried on her speech and looked through her monitor. "Burns case, room number 13, straight from left Dr. Shahnaaz Hussain is treating her. You can speak..." Ace raced in that direction leaving the receptionist hanging on her words. "Scarlet?" His eyes left red with unshed tears as he shook his wife awake. Scarlet opened her eyes and stared at the man standing in front of her dolorous. "Who are you?"

Kyra Taylor has spent years dreaming of becoming a mother. After deciding to pursue motherhood on her own, she walks into a fertility clinic believing she’s finally taking control of her future. One devastating mistake changes everything. Instead of an anonymous donor, Kyra is accidentally inseminated with the embryo of billionaire CEO Zaire cruz. A man who never intended for his sperm to be used aside for his person use . When the clinic discovers the error, they’re forced to reveal the truth, throwing two strangers into a situation neither of them chose. Zaire is determined to protect the life growing inside Kyra, while Kyra has to adjust to a life she gave up on when she decided to do her pregnancy journey alone now the one thing she didn’t care about anymore is thrown in her way. What starts as an accident becomes an unexpected journey filled with stolen glances, late-night conversations, impossible choices, and a love neither of them saw coming. But when the truth behind the clinic’s mistake comes to light, Kyra and Zaire must decide whether they’ll fight over the child that brought them together or risk everything to become the family fate chose for them. Sometimes the greatest love stories begin with the biggest mistakes.

Walking through the park, Aiden Warner needed some air. His newest research had all but ground to a halt, frustrating him. Looking up from his feet his eyes found her, drawn like a magnet. Annalita Taylor was sat enjoying the gentle breeze mixing with the warmth of the sun as she prepared her graduation speech. Aiden had made it his mission to find out all he could about the girl who was taking over his thoughts. When he discovered that she would be graduating summa cum laude in biochemistry he used it as the perfect excuse to have her near him. Annalita couldn't believe her luck. She had been offered a position at the countries leading pharmaceutical and research facility, without even applying. According to the email , Warner Labs automatically offer a place to the top graduate from Winston University. Excited as she was there was one problem. She had read articles about the elusive CEO, Mr Warner. He came across as cold, closed off and possibly hard to work for. His handsome face would not be able to make up for an awful work environment. Will Annalita allow herself to be charmed by her boss or will Aiden face rejection from his new obsession?

She was the woman who prayed for his safe journey while he planned hotel meetups. The woman who fought for household bills while he footed the tab for other women. The woman who stayed up worrying while he stayed up with someone else. Adaeze never imagined that the man she chose — not was forced to choose, but willingly, lovingly chose — would become the very source of her undoing. Twelve years of marriage, three children, one family business and a thousand unanswered prayers later, she finds herself staring at a phone screen, reading a message that was never meant for her eyes. But this is not just a story about infidelity. It is a story about a woman who lost herself slowly, quietly, in the business of loving a man who had long stopped choosing her. It is about the loneliness of a marriage that looks perfect from the outside. The exhaustion of fighting to be seen by someone who looks right through you. The moment a woman stops crying and starts thinking. It is about what happens when the woman who always stayed finally decides what she's worth. And it is about the man who only realises what he had — when it is already gone.

She apologized crying,"Sorry."" Let's fulfil your wish. From this onwards, you will entertain me just like you claimed," he whispered in her ear. With this one sentence, her world collapsed in front of her. " Strip for your master, right now," He commanded smirking. How would you feel when you are just about to get married to your girlfriend, another woman appears from nowhere and claims to be your wife? What will be your girlfriend's reaction? She will break up, won't she? That's what happened with Ajax, a 25-year-old billionaire mafia heir. His girlfriend broke up with him on their wedding day when an unknown woman came from nowhere and claimed that she is his wife! After losing his girlfriend the only thing he could think about was that wedding breaker. He swore to make her life hell who is responsible for his heartbreak. So, who was that woman? What was her intention behind this? Why did she claim to be Ajax's wife? Did she have any enmity with him or was there something else?

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.

I woke up in the middle of the night to find my wife crying and begging me to let her see that young man one last time. "I’ll come right back after seeing him one last time. Please, I’m begging you." In our seven years of marriage, this was only the second time she’d spoken to me in such a pleading, ingratiating tone. The last time was when I caught the kid running out of her office, his clothes in disarray. Afraid I’d make a scene, she grabbed my hand and pleaded, "Honey, I promise I’ll cut him off. Please don’t divorce me. I’ll die without you." So, I gave her another chance. Just as she promised, she devoted herself to our family, becoming the perfect wife everyone admired. Until today. I turned on the bedside lamp, looked into her eyes, and told her seriously, "Go. Don’t leave yourself with any regrets." I had no regrets left. I hoped the same for you.

My name is Mark Thompson. Not long after I became a mortician, I came down with a strange condition. The moment I touch a corpse, I see their final memories play out before my eyes. It's not that I enjoy sticking my nose into other people's business. Those visions just force their way into my head. The first body my mentor ever had me restore belonged to a wealthy young man who'd been mangled in a car crash. The second I touched his shattered neck, I couldn't stop myself from saying something to the grieving family beside me. "His car didn't malfunction. The brake line was cut. "The cutters are still hidden beneath the spare tire in his wife's trunk." The crying stopped instantly, and everyone turned to stare at the woman who had been pretending to mourn. Two weeks later, she was arrested. She had hired someone to kill her husband and staged the murder as a traffic accident. After that, people from both sides of the law started lining up outside the funeral home in the middle of the night.

A comedy of errors, that offers second chances for first love in this BDSM Mafia, Reverse Harem Romance. In that moment of embarrassment, fear and dread, I do the unthinkable…….. I jump into the black clad stranger's arms, and kiss him with all the drama of a soap opera. Yes, I meant it to be for show to avoid my stalker, but .....Let’s just say it’s not all fake when I practically swoon like the well-to-do British lady I’m impersonating. “Renfield tricked me,” I pant, pointing my shaking finger at the obnoxious blonde man, literally crying, this is all so hysterical to him. “Dracula's spell is too powerful. I can't fight it, go! Go find Van Helsing!" How did this happen? Nicky! That’s right, this is all my orphan brother, Roman Nikolai Cross’ fault! Ever since that tweedle twap jerk named me after the bad luck stray cat outside our orphanage, there is no end to the comedy of errors that is my life. I was hoping to avoid the so tragic it’s funny or so funny it’s tragic stigma with my second chance on life, but no such luck with his latest shenanigans.