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Brittainy C. Cherry
Nikki Thomas, Paul Stefano
Length: 8 hrs and 25 mins
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After leaving the city life behind to escape my loveless marriage, I moved to small-town Havenbarrow for a fresh start. What I didn’t expect was to find myself drawn to the town’s black sheep. They called him troubled, cold, a man with a dark past. What everyone seemed to miss about Jax was the splashes of light in his eyes, the random acts of kindness he performed when no one was watching, and the way he made me smile and laugh.
I've had many moments in my lifetime, moments that changed me, challenged me. Moments that scared me and engulfed me. However, the biggest ones - the most heartbreaking and breathtaking ones - all included him. I was 10 years old when I lost my voice. A piece of me was stolen away, and the only person who could truly hear my silence was Brooks Griffin. He was the light during my dark days, the promise of tomorrow, until tragedy found him. Tragedy that eventually drowned him in a sea of memories.
I was warned about Tristan Cole. "Stay away from him," people said. "He's cruel." "He's cold." "He's damaged." It's easy to judge a man because of his past. To look at Tristan and see a monster. But I couldn't do that. I had to accept the wreckage that lived inside of him, because it also lived inside of me.
Graham Russell and I weren't made for one another. I was driven by emotion; he was apathetic. I dreamed while he lived in nightmares. I cried when he had no tears to shed. Despite his frozen heart and my readiness to run, we sometimes shared seconds. Seconds when our eyes locked and we saw each other's secrets. Seconds when his lips tasted my fears and I breathed in his pains. Seconds when we both imagined what it would be like to love one another.
Once upon a time, I fell in love with a boy. A beautiful, broken boy who had his own world of struggles. People warned me against our love, but I didn't listen. We looked weak. Young, foolish. Dangerously in love. We didn't care. In order to keep our hearts protected from the opinions of others, we became each other's secret. We shared stolen moments. Tender touches. Secretive embraces. It was our twisted love story, and it worked for us up until our lives changed forever.
Greyson East left his mark on me. As the young girl who first fell for him, I didn’t know much about life. I did know about his smiles, though, and his laughs, and the strange way my stomach flipped when he was near. Life was perfect…until it wasn’t, and when we were forced to go our separate ways, I held on to our memories, let go of my first crush, and wished for the day I’d find him again.
Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again. After 15 years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another. I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side. All I wanted was for him to come back to me. Then, Jackson Emery appeared. He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart. We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love.
Shay Gable hated my guts, and I hated hers, too. We went out of our way to avoid one another at all times. When she came in my direction, I went the other. When we locked eyes, she’d turn and walk away. All of that changed the day I was presented with a challenge. It started out as a stupid bet: make Shay fall in love with me before I fell in love with her first. That was an easy bet for me to win. I didn’t love. I hardly liked. Yet slowly the game started to shift. Shay made me crave things I never knew I wanted.
I know I should stay away from Ian Parker. But when my drug-dealing stepdad kicks me out, I have nowhere to go. Squatting in an abandoned shed on Ian’s grandpa’s farm seems like as good a plan as any. Ian finds me there, of course, and he insists on me moving into his spare room. I should say no, but the appeal of a roof and a warm bed is too much. Not to mention Ian’s brown eyes and strong arms. We’re nothing alike, but the spark between us is undeniable. But then I call the cops on my stepdad and unintentionally get my pregnant mom arrested.
There once was a boy, and I loved him. Logan Francis Silverstone and I were complete opposites. I danced, and he stood still. He was quiet while I ran my mouth. He struggled to find a smile, and I refused to frown. The night I saw the darkness that truly lived inside of him, I couldn't look away.
Ich vermisse deinen Herzschlag. Ich vermisse dich. Ich vermisse uns. Ich bin fest davon überzeugt, dass man seine erste große Liebe nie vergessen wird. Man gestattet ihr, in einer kleinen Ecke seines Herzens weiterzuleben. Und deshalb weiß ich, dass ich nach Landon nie wieder in der Lage sein werde, einen anderen Menschen von ganzem Herzen zu lieben. Meine Seele ist für immer verwundet. Mein Herz gefror zu Eis, als er mich verlassen hat. Es würde ein Wunder brauchen, um es wieder auftauen zu lassen. Und ohne Landon glaube ich nicht länger an Wunder.
When I first met Jasmine Greene, she came in as raindrops. I was the awkward musician, and she was the high school queen. The only things we had in common were our music and our loneliness. Something in her eyes told me her smile wasn't always the truth. Something in her voice gave me a hope I always wished to find. And in a flash, she was gone. Years later, she was standing in front of me on a street in New Orleans. She was different, but so was I.
Andrea Evans is traumatized and guilt-ridden by the death of her fiancée. Tired of the gossiping small town, she travels to New York City to pursue her dream of dance. He's uncertain of his future. Cooper Davidson is a famous photographer and reality television star trying to flee from his own life filled with paparazzi, mental health clinics, and a cheating wife who is pregnant.
Falling in love wasn't the plan. But how could I resist his promises of hope? Of forgiveness? Of a future I had stopped dreaming of? We were shattered. We were scarred. We were something strange and beautiful. We were two lost souls holding on to the only thing that could keep us together. Each other.
Bevor ich mich auf die Wette einließ, dass ich jedes Mädchen - selbst Shay Gable - dazu bringen würde, sich in mich zu verlieben, war ich mir sicher, dass ich nichts von den Dingen, die Shay mir geben könnte, jemals wollte. Doch schon bald konnte ich an nichts anderes mehr denken: Glück. Das Gefühl, zu Hause zu sein. Einen sicheren Ort zu haben, um mich fallen zu lassen. Hoffnung. Liebe. Ihre Seele. Und ihr Licht. Doch was konnte ich ihr im Gegenzug geben? Meine Narben. Meine Angst. Meine Schwere. Meinen Schmerz. Meine Dunkelheit.
Graham Russell et moi n'étions pas fait l'un pour l'autre. Mes émotions me dirigeaient et il était apathique. Je rêvais tandis qu'il vivait dans les cauchemars. Je pleurais quand il n'avait aucune larme à verser. Malgré son cœur glacé et mon envie de fuir, nous partagions parfois des instants. Des instants où nos yeux se rencontraient et où nous voyions nos secrets. Des instants où ses lèvres goûtaient mes peurs et où j'aspirais sa douleur. Des moments où nous imaginions ce que ce serait de s'aimer.
Hvad gør man, når man har mistet alt? "Åndeløs" følger Tristan og Elisabeth, der begge har oplevet det største tab, et menneske kan opleve. Efter at have mistet sin mand vender Elisabeth tilbage til sin fødeby sammen med sin lille datter for at samle stumperne af sit liv. Der møder hun Tristan, som selv kæmper med sin egen personlige sorg og tragedie. Men vil det lykkes Elizabeth at få Tristan til at sænke paraderne, se fortiden i øjnene og lukke hende ind?
Notre vie est faite de moments. Certains terriblement douloureux, d'autres merveilleusement optimistes. J'ai connu beaucoup de ces moments dans ma vie, des moments qui m'ont changée, des moments de défi. En tout cas, au cours des moments les plus importants - des plus déchirants et des plus incroyables - il était toujours là. J'avais huit ans quand j'ai perdu ma voix. Une partie de moi m'a été volée, et la seule personne qui pouvait vraiment entendre mon silence était Brooks Griffin.
Alle hatten mich vor Tristan Cole gewarnt, mich angefleht, ihm aus dem Weg zu gehen. "Er ist ein Monster, er ist verrückt, und er ist tief verletzt, Liz", hatten sie gesagt. "Er ist nichts als die hässlichen Narben seiner Vergangenheit. " Doch was sie alle ignorierten, war die Tatsache, dass auch ich ein bisschen verrückt und tief verletzt war, dass auch ich Narben hatte. Und keiner von ihnen bemerkte, dass ich an Tristans Seite endlich wieder atmen konnte.
Deux amis que tout oppose en apparence, mais qui au fond se ressemblent, brisés par des relations familiales difficiles, tombent amoureux jusqu'à devenir une drogue l'un pour l'autre. Elle a toujours été la femme de sa vie, et lui pour elle, son plus douloureux échec. Parviendront-ils à vivre l'un sans l'autre ?