Novel & Cerita Internal Bleeding In Arm

At the afterparty, my daughter, Mia Volpe, suffers from a sudden asthma attack. She collapses to the carpeted floor and goes through a seizure on the spot. But my Capo husband, Lorenzo Volpe, wraps an arm around his secretary, Sophia Bianchi, while watching Mia suffer before his eyes. Sophia had once shown him a forged paternity test of Mia and him. As such, he firmly believes that Mia is the bastard child of me and a Soldato. When Mia tries to reach out for Lorenzo, her complexion already bluish-purple from suffocation, he merely averts his gaze with a disgusted look on his face. "Daddy… S-Save… me…" I look everywhere for Mia's inhaler like a madwoman, only to realize that it's already empty. Sophia covers her mouth while tittering softly. "Dear me, Mia sure has an affinity for acting! Elena, I can't believe you and your daughter are willing to go to such lengths just to get Lorenzo to pay attention to you! "Since Mia likes acting that much, she might as well make the performance perfect." She lifts a high-heeled foot before crushing Mia's fingers, which were attempting to curl around Lorenzo's pant leg. Poor Mia was in so much pain, yet she couldn't let out a single sound. All she could do was scream silently into the void with her mouth wide open. I kneeled on the floor, my forehead already bleeding from smashing it against the floor repeatedly. "Lorenzo Volpe, Mia is your flesh and blood! Please, I'm begging you! Give me some medicine or call a doctor!" But Lorenzo just looks at me coldly, as though he's looking at trash. "A bastard like her is better off dead. Elena Corleone, stop using such underhanded methods to spoil everyone's mood." At that moment, what little love I still harbor for this man completely dissipates as I feel Mia's heartbeat gradually weaken. I no longer beg him for help. With trembling hands, I press the button on the emergency transmitter that I've sworn I'd never touch. That transmitter is the direct line to the highest authority in Smeraldia—my father, Don Vito Corleone.

***Offical Book 2 of Scars and the Ahswood Family Saga*** As the Ashwoods and Alosies travel to South Korea for the internal Werewolf Council, their lives are turned upside down when James Ashwood finds his fated mate, An Jieun. She is no ordinary Wolf half of her is not a wolf or a human but a nine-tailed fox god. Will An Jieun be able to accept her wolf side and become the future Luna the Ashwood pack needs? What does her Demigod existence mean for werewolves and supernatural beings? Can James protect his mate from outside forces? Can he finally accept his birthright as the next Alpha and Alpha Council Chairman?

My mate, Noah, chose another woman while I was bleeding out with his unborn child. By the time he realized the truth, I was already gone. Sold to Alpha Mordecai — the Kingslayer feared across the north. They call him a monster. A ruthless madman drenched in blood. I should fear him, right? But what I fear is how easily he affects me. Because while Noah is desperate to get me back… Mordecai has no intention of letting me go.

Isabelle Dela Cruz never imagined that her new job as executive secretary to one of the country’s youngest CEOs, Damian Villareal, would come with emotional turbulence. Cold, calculating, and fiercely private, Damian keeps everyone at arm’s length—until Isabelle’s warmth starts breaking through his walls. As business deadlines loom and past scars resurface, they must choose: guard their hearts or risk everything for love.

Award-winning actress Jennifer Shaw was convinced I had deliberately tipped off the paparazzi about our relationship, hoping to use the exposure to pressure her into marriage. She grabbed my chin and splashed scalding water across my face. "You're no different from all those men clawing their way to the top. "You want fame? Fine. I'll make you famous. Famous enough that you won't dare show your face again." Within days, I was blacklisted online. With a burned face and a crippled right hand, I was thrown out of her villa on a night of pouring rain. That same evening, she walked the red carpet arm in arm with a rising young star, soaking in the thunderous applause. I dragged my suitcase down the deserted road and disappeared into the rain. Four years later, we crossed paths again on a parenting reality show. She watched as I stepped onto the stage as an ordinary guest, a little girl beside me who openly rolled her eyes at her. Her eyes reddened as she moved to block my way. "Where did you get that child?" she demanded. "What are you trying to do?"

“I hate you so much but I still want you so bad,” he growled, his arm pulling closer into him. I wanted to push him away, I badly wanted to slap him hard on the face of his but the wetness between my legs, my hard nipples, my wolf, my lips… every single fucking part of me wanted him.

Gabriella (Sunny) Khan, gorgeous fearless and sed spy; and heartthrob, Daniel (Lance) Cortez; the backbone of law enforcement p through strife, grief, loss and hardships in their quest to eradicate the human trafficking syndicate in their country. As agents of the National Bureau of Crime Investigation (NBCI), they are forced to put their love for each other aside for the sake of the mission which leads Gabriella into the very arms of the man she loathes and wants to nab, Dario Pavel; leader of the syndicate due to loss of memory while Lance strives to fight against external and internal obstacles in order to ensure that the mission is complete and later on, he has to choose between Gabriella and the mission and between love and duty. What will his choice be?

I fell in love with my wife the moment I met her, and we eventually got married. She got pregnant not too long after that. Blessed me, but barely a week later, she suffered from excessive bleeding and was taken to the hospital. We lost the baby. The doctor yelled at me because he thought I didn't hold back my urges. That was why we lost the baby. I was flabbergasted. I had never slept with my wife ever since she got pregnant.

A vampire-witch hybrid who sees her immortality as a curse, and a werewolf doomed to die young… Katharina Haven has outlived countless empires, drifting through the centuries until even existence itself felt hollow. To her, immortality is nothing but a gilded prison, so she began to search for a way to escape it. Yet answers continue to elude her. Until the night a tiny, bleeding wolf pup collapses on her doorstep. Xander Moonstone is no ordinary werewolf. Afflicted by an ancient bloodline curse, he shrinks into a helpless pup on full moons, suffering agony that will eventually kill him long before his prime. Katharina saves him on impulse, unaware that from that moment—or perhaps long before—their fates had already begun to entwine. But when her “little creature” unexpectedly shifts into a full-grown man in her arms, the fragile trust between them shatters and believing she'd been deceived, she drives him out. Fate, however, is not so easily severed. On the next full moon, Xander returns to her, bleeding and dying. And Katharina, against all logic, saves him again. As she digs deeper into his condition, she uncovers the truth behind his curse… and also learns that a cure demands an unforgiving price. To save him, she must die in his place. For a woman who longs for mortality and a man fighting desperately to extend his fleeting life, their love may be the cruelest curse of all.

Six years ago, Elara Wynters lost everything in a single night— her husband, her home, and her dignity as a wife. Before another woman and a baby that wasn’t hers, her husband, Liam Ashford, looked her straight in the eyes and said coldly: “I don’t know her.” That single sentence erased the entire life they had built together. Broken and bleeding inside, Elara walked away without looking back. But in her departure, she carried with her three small reasons to keep living.