Upright Broom And Dustpan Set

Robin Serrano Mercader is a kind, caring and gorgeous scholar from Marinduque. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Aristotle Lecaroz, an exchange architect student from Harvard, a man with a passion. Robin fall in love with Aristotle the moment her eyes darted to his almond eyes. However, she's destined to marry Ricci Reyes. Robin takes an instant liking to Aristotle not until she learnt his a Lecaroz. However, when everything went well between Aristotle and Robin, the fued between Lecaroz and Mercader family arise. Robin begins to notices that Aristotle is actually rather generous at heart. But, the pressures of Aristotle's family as a heir leave him blind to Robin's affections and Ricci Reyes, her fiancee surface, it creates a chaos in their fresh bond. Finally, when the three rivalry family, Mercader, Lecaroz and Reyes threatens to come between them, Robin has to act fast. But will they ever find the deep love that they deserve? "Our love was more chaotic than war, yet the most calming thing." What path would you choose? The upright journey where your heart is safe or dangerous path ahead where your heart is at risk. Choose you fighter! Aristotle or Ricci?

In her right state of mind, she would never have even been in a strangers car more less kissing him deeply at the backseat, but she wasn't in her right state of mind. Jeff's hand came down her face, to her neck, he held her waist gently and she let out a soft moan. She had nothing on but a silk gown that had thin straps. “Sir, ma'm we're here" Walter said out loud. They hadn't noticed the car had stopped some minutes ago. Emily's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and she quickly sat upright, and picked her purse and heels. …. They had a misunderstanding when they met, an intimate moment the second time they met. All a big misunderstanding and they swore to never cross paths again. Little did Emily know Jeff was her new boss and the first son of Frank Aston, Billionaire and Head of Aston corporations. Third time’s the charm, but not for these two who knew they had fallen for each other but couldn’t be together.

“You think you can trap me with a baby?” He hissed, his voice low and venomous. “Jackson, I’m not trying to trap you,” I said in between sobs. “You can confirm from the doctor.” Jackson snorted in disbelief. “You could have easily bribed the doctor to fabricate the whole thing.” . “What? No, Jackson, I’m telling the truth.” I sat upright on the bed. “I’m pregnant with your child and we don’t have to go through with the divorce anymore.” “Of course!” Jackson let out a cold and mocking laughter. “This was your plan all along. Do you think a baby will keep me tied? And don’t think for a second that I won’t make sure that the doctor pays for her part. She’ll lose her job and everything.” ~•~ When Jackson’s ex comes back into his life with his child, he ends his three year marriage with Kimberly. It just so happens that right after signing the divorce papers, Kimberly finds out she’s also pregnant. However, Jackson doesn’t believe her. What will happen when they cross paths again five years later? Will Kimberly take him back despite all the humiliation or will she humiliate him back?

ฉันเป็นสัตวแพทย์นะ ทำไมเขาถึงชอบเรียกฉันให้ไปทำแผลที่บ้านเขากันล่ะ เขาเป็นหมาหรือไงกัน "ฮัลโหล บลูเบลล์พูดค่ะ" "มาทำแผลให้หน่อย ที่บ้านของฉัน" "บ้าน? มันนี่เป็นอะไรหรอคะคุณซาจิ!!!" "ไม่ใช่มันนี่หรอก ฉันนี่แหละที่เป็น" "คุณงั้นหรอ แต่ฉันเป็นสัตวแพทย์นะคะ" "มันก็มีคำว่าแพทย์เหมือนกันนั่นแหละ รีบมา ฉันให้เวลาแค่10นาทีต้องถึงบ้านของฉัน" ติ๊ด!!! ฉันไม่น่าไปรู้จักเขาตั้งแต่แรกเลย รู้งี้ฉันเอามันนี่ไปให้พ่อกับแม่เลี้ยงเองตั้งแต่แรกดีกว่า เพราะตั้งแต่ได้รู้จักเขาฉันก็ไม่มีวันไหนที่ว่างเลย ทุกครั้งที่เลิกจากงานเขาก็ชอบมารับฉันที่หน้าคลีนิคไม่ก็ให้ลูกน้องมารับฉันไปหาเขาอยู่ตลอด เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] เรื่องนี้ 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส]

ที่เขาทำมันลงไปก็เพราะว่ารักเธอ แต่เธอคิดว่าที่เขาทำไปแบบนั้นเพราะเขาหมดรักเธอไปแล้ว เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] เรื่องนี้ 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส]

"จูบหนู5,000ค่ะ" "อะไรนะ! แค่จูบ5,000เลยหรอ" "ค่ะ ถ้านัวเนีย7,000 มีอะไรด้วยกัน100,000นี่ยังไม่รวมค่าแทงเข้าแทงออกนะคะ" "โอ๊ย!!!นี่มันอะไรเนี่ย ฉันซื้อตัวเธอมาแล้วยังต้องเสียเงินกับเรื่องนี้อีกหรือไง" เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส] เรื่องนี้

My adopted daughter, Phoebe Marsh, possessed an evil ability. Whenever she got hurt, the pain would also be inflicted directly on my biological daughter, Maisie Shaw. She deliberately hurt herself, covering her body with wounds and bruises. Then, she would turn around with cold eyes, watching Maisie writhe on the floor in agony until she passed out from the pain. With no medical solution available, I broke down and held Maisie close, begging my husband, Brandon Shaw, to send Phoebe away. However, he would erupt in fury. "It's obviously Maisie who's been faking illness for attention, and you're making up this ridiculous story to get rid of Phoebe. She's just a fragile, helpless child. How can you be so vicious?" After that, Phoebe escalated her self-harm even more viciously. Meanwhile, Maisie spent every day curled up in the corner of her bed, refusing to let anyone touch her. On Maisie's birthday, Phoebe threw herself from the fifth floor. Just as Maisie was blowing out her candles and making a wish, she suddenly began bleeding from all her facial orifices, and she died instantly. Yet, Phoebe only suffered minor scrapes. I died from overwhelming grief shortly after. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to Phoebe's first day in our home. Maisie was playing with her Legos when she suddenly clutched her ankle and started crying. This time, I grabbed the broom from behind the door and swung it toward Maisie, shouting, "I'll beat you up for faking illness and seeking attention!"

A set of twins who set their gazes on the same man, two men who set their sights on the twins, and a rivalry that threatens to undo them.Aimee and Karla know their rules for life keep them safe, but suddenly they come across the men who make breaking the rules well worth it.Will the rule be broken?The Harper Twins is created by R.C. Wynne, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

"With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." A tear slid down my cheek on hearing the pronunciation, my life was getting ruined in front of me and there was absolutely nothing that I could do to stop it. "You would regret what you are doing to me, you heartless beast." My eyesight was blurry with the tears that threatened to fall. He cocked his brow to the left, a scoff escaped his lips "Who do you think would regret it the more? Me or you?" I sniffled in the tears, wiping off the tears with the back of my palm. "I would make you experience hell for ruining my life, you monster." All of a sudden, he took me by the chin, jerking my head upright to face him as we both glared at each other "You want to make me experience hell? But you don't even know you are in hell already." "Dear wife, welcome to hell." ******************* In a world where humans and werewolves are enemies, the moon goddess unites two products of vows together. She mates Iris to the remaining white wolf, Dylan. Iris and Dylan develops immense hatred towards each other after they are forced to get married to each other. To the moon goddess, Iris was a sacrifice and she was Dylan's punishment. She was the atonement for his sins, she was his pain and his antidote. What would happen when Dylan finds out that Iris was more than he thought she was? What would happen when Iris holds the cure to his cold-heartedness? What would happen when their hatred develops into love?

Adrian woke to warmth, too much warmth. His heart nearly stopped when he realized his head was resting against Kaelen’s chest, their legs tangled beneath the sheets. Panic surged. He shoved himself upright, only to freeze when he saw it, thin, glowing red threads coiling around his wrist, binding him to Kaelen. His blood ran cold. “What the hell…?” Adrian whispered, staring at the unmistakable bond mark. Kaelen stirred, blinking awake. For a moment, confusion flickered in his eyes, then shock. He tugged the sheet up to cover himself, gaze darting between Adrian and the red mark linking them. “What did you do? Adrian hissed, his voice breaking. You’re my sister’s fiancé! You’re supposed to be her mate, not...” He trembled as he scrambled for his clothes. Kaelen sat up, still staring at the line as though it mocked him. “I… I don’t know. But this—this isn’t a mistake. Adrian, you’re my mate.” “No!. Adrian’s hands shook as he pulled his shirt over his head. Whatever happened last night...forget it. This is wrong. You hear me? It never happened. Don’t you dare breathe a word of this to anyone.” Kaelen’s voice softened, almost pleading. “Adrian…” But Adrian couldn’t bear to listen. His chest ached as he turned away, slamming the door behind him, leaving Kaelen staring at the red bond that refused to fade. Two souls tied together by fate. One forbidden connection that could destroy them both.