Vincent Rompies Tattoo

I was born with a strange condition. I couldn't recognize faces and could only identify people by their clothes. Vincent Lancaster, my boyfriend, never minded. He said it didn't change the way he loved me. That was, until our wedding day. He answered a phone call. His childhood friend, Grace Langley, was in labor, life hanging by a thread, and she demanded he come immediately. My voice shook with despair. "Vincent! If you drive away now, we'll never be husband and wife!" But he left anyway, not looking back. Grace had always loved seeing him in white, so he threw aside the black suit I had sewn for him with my own hands and changed into white. A year later, Vincent returned. By then, my belly was swollen with life, and I was holding onto another man while hosting a baby shower. And the man wore the black suit Vincent had thrown away. Vincent went mad, claiming he was my husband, but no one believed him.

Two years after a devastating accident left her husband Vincent unable to fulfill her intimate needs, Camille Rowan Jasper finds herself trapped in a sexless marriage. When Vincent's two best friends arrive for an unknown visit, he makes an unthinkable proposition He said he wants them to satisfy his wife since he cannot. Shocked but tempted, Camille surrenders to desire with both men, only to discover nothing is what it seems. Vincent has been hiding his recovery, Kieran harbors dangerous obsessions, and Nikolai isn't even Vincent's friend but his vengeful half-brother. They all have their bad agenda against Camille, and one at a time, Karma breeze will blow and their Ass will open…. But the question is, wouldn't it be too late for our dear Camille.

Anastasia just wanted to finish highschool so she could breathe. Everyone bullied her and she was used to it but then there was one person that took it upon himself to remind her each day she was an ugly freak. Vincent made it his life mission to taunt and bully her each day. She hated it but couldn't say anything about it because she didn't want to get into more trouble. It gets more intense when Vincent's rival Caleb picks interest on Anastasia and Vincent wasn't going to sit and watch someone trample over him. Anastasia was caught up in the middle of the rival she wanted nothing to do with. Extract from the story **" "You are mine to play with and I won't stand and watch someone take you from me."Vincent hissed at me before shoving me and walking away.

Jasmine Cuenca was head-over-heels to Vincent de Alegre. They were engaged at a young age to inherit the family legacies. As the prominent heiress, Vincent was forced to marry Jasmine, whom he didn't love since from the very beginning. By the thought of that, they had their own lives to start after the wedding. To Jasmine's expectations, Vincent still the same man she met since high school. Cold towards her and even more irritated once he saw her. A constant treatment that never changed, something about Jasmine's perspective becomes hazy. "Let's divorce, Jasmine..." She heard him mentioning those words, she could not utter a single statments, but to silently hated Vincent for not loving her the way she loved him so much. She signed the divorce agreement with full of hatred, but she found a very frightening news the next day. She was pregnant!

My art studio caught fire. I risked my life to pull my boyfriend, Vincent Parcelle, out of the flames. Vincent wanted to rush back inside to save his first love, Tammy Reese, who was trapped inside. But I stopped him. The fire destroyed her face and left her legs amputated. Unable to face her disfigurement and disability, Tammy took her own life by overdosing on pills. Afterward, Vincent and I moved forward and got married. On our wedding night, he slit my throat without thinking twice. "If it weren't for you, Tammy wouldn't be dead. Go to hell and pay for your sins!" Only after dying did I realize—Vincent had hated me to the core ever since the fire. For some reason, I was reborn. Grateful that the heavens had given me another chance at life, I ran without looking back this time. To hell with love. I was determined to survive.

SUAMI KONTRAK YANG DIRENDAHKAN ITU TERNYATA BOS MAFIA DARI KELUARGA TERKAYA...!!! >> Baca di sini Vincent terpaksa jadi suami kontrak setelah hilang ingatan karena sebuah insiden yang menimpanya 3 tahun lalu. Demi membahagiakan keluarga istrinya, dia rela bekerja apapun. Sayang, yang dia terima hanya cacian dan hinaan. Sampai suatu ketika, Vincent bangkit. Dia kembali jadi pewaris keluarga kakeknya. Saat itulah, dunia berbalik. Vincent, Sang Menantu Konglomerat, menunjukkan siapa dirinya!

While taking a trip to Ohio with her family 16-year-old Sakura tattoo receives a magic necklace containing the powers of a being known as the swordkeeper she must now use these powers to find magic weapons and save an alternate universe

Tuwang-tuwa si Cassandra nang ipagkasundo siya ng kanyang ama sa anak ng kaibigan nito, si Vincent. Mga bata pa lang kasi sila ay may lihim nang pagtingin si Cassandra kay Vincent at ang buong akala niya ay kapag nakasal sila, magugustuhan din siya pabalik ng binata. Pero doon nagkamali si Cassandra. Sa loob ng tatlong taon nilang pagsasama bilang mag-asawa, ni minsan ay hindi ipinaramdam ni Vincent na mahal siya nito. Pero nang malaman ni Cassandra na nagdadalang-tao siya at mabibigyan na niya ng anak si Vincent, muli na naman siyang umasa na masusuklian na ni Vincent ang nararamdaman niya. Pero ganoon na lamang ang gulat ni Cassandra nang malaman niyang nabuntis ni Vincent ang dating kasintahan, at sa halip na magpaliwanag ay humingi ito ng diborsyo. Wasak at sawi sa pag-ibig, gulong-gulo ang isip ni Cassandra—hindi niya alam kung saan pupunta at kung ano ang gagawin, not until a mysterious billionaire showed up in front of her and offered her marriage.

Lia Tan’s quiet, peaceful life is shattered when she is kidnapped by the powerful, twisted Vincent Casella, thrusting her into a world of wealth, luxury, and terror. Just as Vincent plans to auction her off, mysterious billionaire Rafe Laurent steps in, saving Lia for reasons rooted in his own dark past.

The day I married Vincent Sorrentino, Lena, the Sorrentino family’s adopted daughter, threatened to jump off the steeple of the family church. Vincent left me standing at the altar in my custom wedding gown, no hesitation, just bolted after her. With every New York crime boss, politician, and oligarch staring at me, I looked out at the crowd and said loud and clear: “Any man who walks up here right now and says ‘I do’? I’ll marry you.” Three years later, Vincent was back into the Sorrentino family’s Long Island estate, Lena on his arm. I was sitting on the leather couch in the main living room, watching my favorate TV show. Vincent’s eyes locked on my huge pregnant belly, his jaw tight, growling through his teeth: “Whose bastard is in there?” I took a sip of orange juice, curled my lip into a smile, and said: “It's a Sorrentino baby, of course.”