"Behind My Tears" combines a heartfelt whisper and a symphony of hidden emotions. A story is hidden in the shadowy recesses of my mind, where memories are entangled with shadows, and it is weaved from the fine threads of melancholy. There are tears mixed in with the smile I wear so beautifully and the laughter that graces my lips. They are the smooth, unsaid words and the rhythm of a heart's silent song. The light of my regrets is refracted by each tear, a transparent bead of emotion, coloring my life in shades of bittersweet. The stars in the depths of my eyes, where galaxies of emotions collide, are not actual celestial bodies but rather the shattered pieces of dreams. With the grace of a frail hope that once burned, they glisten.
Elara was a soul that resided in a realm that was enveloped in the twilight, where the stars whispered secrets to the moon and the breeze carried the perfume of long-forgotten memories. Her dark, mysterious eyes held untold tales, the echoes of which could be heard in the tremor in her laughter and the shadows of her smiles. She wore layers of fragility and strength to hide her emotions and moved through life with an air of mystery.
She felt peacefully embraced by the town of Lumina, whose cobblestone alleys wound through emerald meadows and beneath weeping willows. The goodwill of its residents, whose lives were linked into a tapestry of shared pleasures and tragedies, was Lumina's lifeblood. Elara, however, took a different route, moving away from the constellation like a lone star.
Elara was guided to the Whispering Lake's shore one evening by her steps under a sky that was painted in purple and gold tones. Its serene waters, a pool of liquid dreams that attentively listened to the murmurs of those who dared to reveal their emotions, mirrored the sky. Her heart unburdened itself to the attentive waters as she sat there with her fingertips tracing the water's surface and tears blending with the ripples.
Behind my tears lay stories of yore, she mumbled to the breeze, "of hopes treasured and love lost, of wars won and scars buried. The echoes of these stories dance among the sparkling currents, reflecting the woman I've developed into.
Aeden, a painter renowned for capturing the soul of Lumina on canvas, heard her words as they were borne by the wind. His eyes lit up with curiosity like newly born stars. He stood back and watched Elara, his heart enraptured by the symphony of feelings that adorned her aura.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Kaelyn devoted three years tending to her husband after a terrible accident. But once he was fully recovered, he cast her aside and brought his first love back from abroad. Devastated, Kaelyn decided on a divorce as people mocked her for being discarded. She went on to reinvent herself, becoming a highly sought-after doctor, a champion racer, and an internationally renowned architectural designer. Even then, the traitors sneered in disdain, believing Kaelyn would never find someone. But then the ex-husband’s uncle, a powerful warlord, returned with his army to ask for Kaelyn’s hand in marriage.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"