Taylor Swift Crying Novels & Stories

My sister and I are twins, but my mom never liked me. Once I secured admission to a prestigious university, my mom insisted that I work to finance my sister's college education. However, my sister decided to abandon her college studies during her second year, driven by the desire to marry a man a decade older than her. Things took a dark turn when her boyfriend was involved in a hit-and-run accident. My sister drained my medical treatment funds to keep him out of jail, even if it meant jeopardizing my own well-being. I didn't survive. I woke up again and had a second chance at life on the day when the admission results came out. My sister was crying and pleading, "Sister, can you let me go to college this time?" In this life, I won't give in to her demands.

Mira Vale has always been the wolfless shame of the Blackthorne Pack. She cannot shift, mind-link, or stand with the strength expected of a true werewolf. To everyone else, she is broken. Then Alpha **Darius Blackthorne** returns. Darius is expected to choose **Cassia Ashford**, the perfect Luna candidate with noble blood and a rare silver wolf. But Darius’s wolf does not recognize Cassia. He recognizes Mira. As Mira begins hearing a trapped wolf crying her name, she discovers the truth hidden beneath old Moon Rite records: she was not born wolfless. Her soul-wolf, **Sera**, was stolen before her first shift and bound inside Cassia. The false Luna has Mira’s wolf. Now Mira must reclaim her stolen identity, survive the pack that wants her silent, and decide whether Darius is worthy of the bond he once tried to deny.

I stared at him, wide-eyed, aware of the heat from his body, rolling off in waves. Awareness swept through me, my stomach clenched and wetness flooded my core as I felt his nearness; and I sighed. He gripped a handful of my hair with an oath and brought his mouth down on mine, his hard lips slanting as they claimed my mouth. His heavy, strong body forced me against the wall and I trembled with need and fear… I was rigid for a while, unable to understand what was happening. My body begged me to hold his shoulders, to stroke him, to let go. But my almost Puritanical upbringing made me stay stiff and resistant. Till he sank his teeth into my lower lip and I opened my mouth in a gasp. * When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends the reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise. She runs away. What happens next? Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves. *

A Gen Z employee named Sylvie Mercer has reported me to the Department of Labor by claiming that I've forced all employees to work on the year-end holidays. But the truth is, I've given the entire company a nine-day vacation just to celebrate the year-end holidays. Those who are willing to work overtime shifts will be paid three times their usual salaries and given an additional five-thousand-dollar bonus. Sylvie keeps crying on the internet about how all the employees, including her, are forced to trade their lives for money. Thanks to her, the entire Internet keeps bashing me. So, I decide to follow the public opinion by releasing an announcement. "In order to ensure all employees' health, the company's doors shall be locked during the year-end holidays. Do note that the electric supply will be cut off as well. No one is permitted entry into the company." As soon as the announcement is released, the employees who plan on earning extra money in order to pay off their mortgages all rush toward my office in alarm.

My drunken father, Alpha Damon, blamed me for my sister's death. He wished that I had died instead. "Why did she have to die and not you?" He asked, crying on my sister's grave. From that day, I abandoned my pack and went rogue for ten years due to the statement made by my Father. On my 18th birthday, I discovered who my mate was; he was the most respected and feared Alpha of the strongest pack. He took me to his Pack but didn't show any affection or physical contact with me. This made me choose to play the role of the Luna just to win him over, despite the mockery that I faced, but to my amusement, on a faithful day, he brought a woman home. "This is the woman I love. You can leave." He said. I looked at the woman, then fell on my knees as I looked at her face.

Mature content “Open your legs, princess.” “Why?” “Because I’m going to eat this pussy until you’re crying and begging me to fuck you.” She shivered. “And then?” “Then I’ll flip you over, slide my cock in, and ruin you until you’re dripping down your thighs and moaning my name like a prayer.” Violet never imagined she’d become nothing more than a substitute in her four-year relationship. But ever since his childhood sweetheart returned, she’s been the second choice. The final blow was when two of them fell into the pool, he didn’t hesitate, he saved her instead. Left to drown, Violet was pulled from the water by a mysterious stranger, who now wants nothing more than to have her in his bed. Too bad that stranger turns out to be her boyfriend’s father, Hades Sinclair

Just days after being discharged from the hospital, my husband’s adopted sister, Wendy Crowley, went live. Crying on a rooftop, she accused me of causing her miscarriage. "The ultrasound already showed it was a boy… and that woman took his life! "She can’t have children herself, so she couldn’t stand that I could. I want her to pay for my child’s death!" My husband, Tristan Crowley, believed every word. "Wendy, I failed to protect you. If I’d known she hated you this much, I would’ve locked her away long ago." The livestream sparked outrage. Everyone demanded justice. "This is murder. She’s rotten to the core!" "Where’s the law? Lock her up immediately!" However, when Tristan and Wendy tracked me down–still streaming live–everyone watching… broke down in tears.

On the day I miscarried and suffered from haemorrhage, my husband posted a photo of a newborn’s tiny feet on his Instagram Story. The caption read: “Welcome, little angel. Daddy will always protect you.” With trembling hands, I called him. “The baby’s gone. Can you come to the hospital?” On the other end, I heard a baby crying, followed by the man’s impatient voice. “In that case, take good care of yourself. Louise just gave birth and needs someone to care for her. I can’t leave. “Besides, the dead shouldn’t compete with the living for affection. Got it?” He hung up right after. I broke down alone on the hospital bed, and when I finally wiped away my tears, I dialed the number of his sworn enemy, Levi Snow. “Marry me, and the entire Wright Corporation will be my dowry. All I want is for you to bring Finn Yeaton down. Do we have a deal?”

Clarissa suddenly woke up with a start. Her head hurt… she was crying over what happened to her. She slowly got up, picked up her scattered clothes, and got dressed. She glanced at the man who was the first to take her virginity and quickly left before he could wake up. "I’m not a virgin anymore! Huhuhu… I’m really so stupid!... What’s worse is that I don’t even know the man!" She remembered begging the man to claim her last night… she felt like banging her head against the wall. She wasn’t raped, but she lost her virginity—she gave it away willingly to a man she didn’t know! She was drugged last night! What kind of drug did the man put in her drink?… why did it make her so horny… huhuhu… so embarrassing! She was even the one insisting with the man!

He needs a wife. NOW. With his hockey season on the line, he can’t afford any distractions. And a dating reality show is one huge distraction. But there's a surefire way to get out of this dating show contract. All he has to do now is get married. Even with a reputation like him–the Scottish bad boy of hockey–I'm confident I can find someone to play Mrs. Taylor Savage for a year. Like Becca Barnes. The one who got away. Too bad she hates me. But that's why she’s perfect for this arrangement. When her contract is dissolved. She gets the bakery of her dreams. Win-Win. She just has to live with me and pretend she loves me in public for a year. No strings. No touching (unless there’s a camera). No messy heartbreak. It’s sure to be a challenge because with the way I crave her, keeping my hands to myself might be harder than I intended. But he can handle the matter. Being married to her will be easy. As long as he doesn't fall in love with her along the way.