Flowers From 1970 Quotes

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.

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He toiled tirelessly across three part-time jobs, hoping to prove his worth to her, but in her eyes, he remained nothing but a 'lowlife.' Their fateful encounter at a restaurant ended in a brutal public humiliation that not only stripped him of his dignity but also his means of livelihood. However, in the depths of his despair, an old, forgotten phone and a startling revelation changed everything. Ethan Harrington, once thought to be an ordinary man, discovers his true identity as the lost heir to a colossal consortium. Now, it's time for the ultimate transformation, from underdog to quintillionaire, from rags to riches. Join Ethan on his journey of wealth, betrayal, deceit, and his quest for revenge on a world that once belittled him. They will regret it... soon, they will.

A young lady that have been in the darkened side of world faced so many problems and couldn’t get help from anyone. She strive for her life herself and finally was able to see the light side of the world with her positive affirmations. She conquered her fear and every other things in her life fall into places.

“They mocked him. His wife despised him. Cedric Brown was just a poor college student until one call changed everything. Five million in his account. Now, the man they shamed is ready to rise and the world will learn who’s truly boss.”

Theodore Dodgson, a poor student, once went to buy beef, was caught up in a bloody game… [Welcome sinful player to Atonement.]

Damon, once mocked and underestimated by his rich in-laws, had always been treated like a burden by his wife, Serena. But everything changed when he discovered her affair, shattering their already broken marriage. At that moment, Serena told him she wanted a divorce. What she didn’t know was that Damon wasn’t who she thought he was. Beneath the failure and neglect, he was actually the powerful chairman of Vespera Corporation, secretly helping her company. As he signed the divorce papers, he walked away, knowing this was just the start—and Serena had no idea she’d already lost.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Once mocked as the worthless son-in-law, he was cast aside, divorced, and forgotten. But when his hidden power awakens, he rises to dominate the business world, crushing those who once trampled him. Now, his ex-wife, once blind to his worth, faces ruin and regret, forced to cross paths with the man she abandoned. Cold, untouchable, and dangerous, he’s no longer the man she remembers. Can she earn a second chance at love… or will his thirst for revenge burn them both?

Born and bred in the heart of Dansoman, Tero Mandem never had a silver spoon—just street smarts, scars, and survival. Abandoned by his father and raised by a market woman mother, Tero grew up in the cracks of Accra’s toughest corners: Lapaz, Mataheko, and the deep ends of Dancity. By seventeen, he had made his name feared. By twenty-one, he was leading a gang, living fast, and chasing fame through music, money, and madness. With his boys — Problem, O Don, O Von, Lovelone, and Biggie — they ran the blocks like kings without crowns. Studio by day, street by night, they were untouchable. Tero’s voice carried weight both on mic and in chaos. But the life came with a price — blood, betrayal, broken trust, and brushes with death. Fame wasn’t enough. The cheers grew quieter. The shadows got louder. When the streets turned cold and everything he built started falling apart, a moment came — in a police cell, heart racing, blood on his hands — where Tero saw more than the mess. He saw a man he didn’t recognize. And then, through an encounter he never expected, he found light. TERO MANDEM is a story of grime and grace. It’s the journey of a young Ghanaian man torn between power and purpose, sin and salvation, chaos and Christ. From backstreets to backstabbing, from betrayal to the Bible, Tero’s transformation is raw, real, and revolutionary. This isn’t just a gang story. It’s a redemption anthem. And when the street speaks, it speaks through scars — but also through the healing that follows.