Sanji Nose Bleed

Fia Romero meets her boyfriends dorm mate, player Wes Hamilton. While Fia has been in a happy and committed three year long relationship, Wes doesn't believe in the idea of committing to someone while you should be exploring your options and having fun. Their friendship grows over what started as a silly idea for Fia to play Wes's match-maker and find him the perfect girl that he thinks is worth the commitment. What started as match-making turned into a fake dating relationship, leading to confused feelings and room-fulls of tension and passion. A little game of playing Cupid turns into something more and maybe the person who has always been the one for you was standing right under your nose the whole time.

Amber thought she had the perfect life with Justine Thorne until a tragic car accident stole her baby and her future. Now, she has discovered the chilling truth, her husband and his brother’s wife didn’t just have an affair they watched her bleed and drove away to protect their secret. With the powerful Thorne family matriarch, Evelyn, pulling the strings to bury the evidence, Amber must transform from a grieving wife into a cold-blooded queen of industry. She will take their money, their reputation, and their freedom. But as the bodies start to drop and the secrets of that fatal night go deeper than she imagined, Amber must ask herself, how much of her soul is she willing to burn to watch them rot?

“I bled for you, I need you to bleed to death, for me. Falling for you again will be over my dead body.” He simply hummed, locking my wrists above my head before asking in a hoarse whisper, “Just how long until we explode from these lies, my little firecracker?” ___________ He was her first love. And he intended to be her last, no matter how much she fought it, how much she convinced herself that she was back for revenge. Grace lost her baby, her marriage, and questionably, her sanity along the line. Vincent, her ex-husband, destroyed her life. She was out to destroy his. What happens when he has other plans? Was there still any space for love in her heart?

The princess was now standing in front of me. But she was not what I expected. In fact, to say I was disappointed was an understatement. Like what the fuck. I've heard stories about how beautiful and enchanting she was, but the woman standing in front of me was completely opposite from that description. The woman standing in front of me was chubby. What the hell? I thought they said she was slim and slender. She even had a mole on her nose and when she smiled at me, I almost puked. She had a huge gap tooth and looked like a clown. "Greetings your highness," she said, and I almost died. Please don't tell me that is my bride. Like, what the f*ck?!

I spent six months and a quarter million dollars to secure a week in Sicily. But when my husband’s childhood obsession, Chiara, cried nostalgia into his ear, Dante didn’t hesitate. He removed my name from the armored motorcade roster and replaced it with hers. He told me to take a commercial flight alone through rival family territory—a route where three associates had “disappeared” last month. The entire famiglia supported Dante’s decision without a single thought for my safety. So I changed my itinerary. I boarded a plane to Monaco instead of Palermo. I spent three months at the roulette tables, ignoring their frantic calls. That was when the famiglia started to bleed…

"If one day she'd aim her sniper rifle at me, I'll step right into the crosshairs to make sure she won't miss." Alessia Chan is a merciless assassin and the Triad’s lethal princess. She killed a woman against her will and decided to quit the organization. She looked for her previous nanny, whom she found working under Caio Alfieri in the Philippines. Caio Alfieri is a CEO of a well-known construction firm and a man of many secrets. He launched a manhunt to find the murderer who killed his fiancée without knowing Alessia was just under his nose as his dumb maid. What will happen when their secrets are revealed? Can the mafia king soften his heart to the triad princess?

"Does he treat you well?" "Indeed," she murmured, however I could see a glimmer of weakness in her expressive doe eyes. So I inclined considerably nearer. So close that I could hear her flighty heart beats. "Allow me to reword that. Does he fulfill you, Bambi?" Her absence of a response let me know what I had to be aware of. "You're excessively really great for him," I mumbled. Her hair felt so delicate against the tip of my nose, and her fragrance caused me to desire her like never before. I really wanted her. Be that as it may, in particular, I expected to show her how such a delightful goddess ought to be dealt with..

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

Thaddeus , a suave, street-smart Private Eye with a nose for trouble and eyes for hot women. Business is slow at first, but things kick up when he gets hired to find a rich widow, Constance Loftus's missing nine year son. Thaddeus is at first reluctant to take the job, but seeing the woman's hurt after she had only recently laid her husband to rest, decides to take up the job. It doesn't take long before he starts stumbling on some family secrets that if brought to light might end up dooming Constance. Thaddeus realises he has more work to do now, which involves protecting the rich widow from the villain in her family that is trying to ruin her husband's name.

Aria Douglas, always liberal and explosive, finally found the fit of her shoes. She never believed that she could trust a man again until she realized that she was falling in love with that man. The one she met in a bar, the one with blonde hair that looked dyed-cropped, intense blue eyes, a hooked nose, and lips created by a bloody sex god. Samme got into her skin. And between her legs. She, who did not want to be with anyone, suddenly wanted to be with that man she barely knew. What had she seen in him? There were things she didn't understand about him and she wasn't sure she wanted to answer them either. The only thing that was absolutely clear to her was that she fell in love with a man who was a mystery and an enigma to her.