Will Bleach Kill A Tooth Nerve Novels & Stories

The school boxing match. My son Leo’s gloves were lined with broken glass. I carried him from the ring. Blood was everywhere, staining the canvas crimson. And Isabella, the monster behind it all, just stood there smirking. A snake's smile. She dragged her son over, then slapped me. Hard. Again and again. She tried to force me to my knees. "Some gutter trash like you… thinks he can challenge the Falcone heir? This is what happens. Believe me, I say the word, and you disappear. Poof." I just raised an eyebrow. The Falcone family has one heir this generation. My son, Leo. So when did a Falcone become gutter trash? I wiped the blood from my lip. I called the Don—the man my father made. "I hear the Falcone family has a new heir." Let's see who has the nerve to touch the old Don's grandson.

Seven days before our wedding, Danny Wagner—my childhood sweetheart—got down on one knee for Mia Kant, the broke girl he'd been sponsoring. Right in front of me and his buddies. I didn't cry. Didn't lose it. Just slapped a smile on my face and said, "Wishing you two a lifetime of happiness." His buddies? Oh, they had the nerve to tell me to be generous and let Danny help Mia finish her "wish list." Danny, unsatisfied and ticked off, said I was overreacting and demanded an apology. Dismissive, he sneered, "I said I'd marry you after Mia's wish list was done. Stop being so unreasonable." I knew this was the last item on her list. I opened my notes app, scrolled to my wish list, and deleted all thirty-three bullet points. Done. Then I made a call. "I'm willing to marry you."

I've been with an award-winning actor for seven years. We've been secretly married for five of those seven years. For the sake of his career, I drink so much that I get a stomach perforation. I also allow others to trample over my pride and dignity. Yet he goes on lakeside dates with another woman and kisses her underneath the fireworks. He even has the nerve to tell me not to be unreasonable. Later, I get caught in a landslide when I'm on a business trip. I make one last call to him in fear. All I hear is him singing his lover a birthday song. I ask for a divorce after losing hope in him. That's when he suddenly begs me not to leave. He even announces our relationship to the world on the day he wins an award. Our seven-year relationship is finally public, but I don't want it anymore.

A marriage based on blackmail. A contract signed with blood. And a man who follows his own rules. When feisty, impulsive Ciara Moretti is lured into the perilous world of the Romano Mafia, her life is upended quickly. Her father's betrayal has sold her to the highest bidder: Luca Romano, the brutal and demanding Mafia boss. Cold, arrogant, and sinfully dangerous. Luca does not want a wife; he wants a pawn. A beautiful shield to protect his empire. However, Ciara is not the frail doll he expected. She's stubborn, sharp-tongued, and ready to fight tooth and nail for her freedom. Unfortunately, the more she resists, the more Luca wants to own her.   The mansion may be her jail, but it is the fire between them that is most threatening. However, the lines get increasingly hazy the more she battles. She is enraged and at the same time drawn to his dominance, uneasy by his presence, and most terrified by the boiling tension between them. Ciara must make a choice in a realm of darkness where love is a weakness and loyalty is deadly. Either resist the Mafia boss's dangerous pull or give in to him entirely. *Updates every Monday, Wednesday and Friday*

“She has made a big mistake.” she said, looking over her shoulder. “I need you to escort her to the Black Room.” As her words fell upon my ears, every nerve in my body seemed to shrink. “No, please, not the black room. Em, please.” I pleaded with tears in my eyes. “Take her away.” she said, leaving the room. “Em, please!” *********************** For two good years, Daphne had kept her feelings for her sister's husband, Gabriel, and it seemed to have worked perfectly well for her until one night when he craved her, and she gave in to her feelings. But that ended up becoming the biggest mistake of her life. When Emily eventually found out, to save himself, Gabriel lied that Daphne was the one who seduced him. For sleeping with her sister's husband, she was killed. However, life offered her a second chance to be reborn. She's back to get her revenge on Gabriel for lying against her. But this time, she's returned with a new look, and better strategy to ruin his life.

"Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of your own fear, under the sea of your limitation and behind the zone of your comfort. All you need is to obliterate the invisible streak with courage. "Hilary Damien goes with the flow. Although she already has everything---popularity, friends, beauty, and wits, a tragic loss from the past contributed issues to go against her heart's desire. And she doesn't have the bravery to fight for what she truly needs.Khloe Summer goes against the flow. Although she has all the nerve to get what her heart's ambition- --a high-paying career, a modernized treehouse, an imperfection and error from the past concealed the truth about herself. And she fears that they will influence the momentum of her determination.However, because of art, they happened to be in the same flow. As they collide, will they be able to find strength from each other? Or meeting halfway and getting closer is going to be a heartbreak?...*some events are related to Raindrops and Kiss & Tease series so it's going to be more convenient to read them first*»This is an LGBT-themed story. Read at your own risk«

“I want a divorce!” Angela said, staring at her young and handsome husband with her head high. “You had the nerve to tell me that? Fine! Who wants to stay married to an ugly and stupid woman?” Sky Mars scoffed, looking at her from head to toe. “How much do you want from me?” He asked, thinking she only married him for his money. “I don’t need your money, Sky. Only that,” Angela pointed at the beautiful handmade quilt on the bed. “Not only you’re ugly and stupid, but you’re also crazy. Take this, sign the divorce papers, and don’t ever come back,” He took the blue peacock design comforter on the bed, throwing it at her. She picked up the quilt that landed on the floor and turned her back on him, hugging the soft fabric as she walked toward the door. She did not bother correcting him that she is not ugly and stupid, but crazy? Maybe. She was probably insane falling in love with Sky, that not only the name and status is beyond her reach but also his heart.

Jessie watched Justice North from the far corner of the room and bit her lip. She really wanted to work up the nerve to approach him. He’d been on the news often but he appeared even taller and better-looking in person. Not too many people intimidated her but the man who had been appointed the leader of the New Species Organization by his own people was one of those rare few. She respected strength and courage, something he seemed to have in abundance. She debated the wisdom of having a conversation with him. Justice gave orders to her bosses and held the power to change some of the task-force policies that she didn’t agree with. The chance of finding another opportunity to have a chat with him was slim to none. She wasn’t allowed to attend briefings her team leader held with the tall Species leader. Her opinion was irrelevant to him but the issues were important. She hesitated, considering the ramifications. Tim Oberto would haul her into his office if he found out she’d gone over his head. He’d be his normal loud self and tear her to verbal shreds.

After my boyfriend, Jonathan Jenson, gets laid off from his work, I let him stay at my home out of the kindness of my heart. But he thinks he's the actual owner of my home now. Not only does he spend my money, but he also moves his family into my residence. The entire Jenson family spends my money nilly-willy, and yet they have the nerve to demand that I scrimp up every penny when it comes to my own needs and wants. Jonathan's mother even has the gall to slap me on the spot just because I bought myself a milkshake. "This is my son's money! What makes you think you have the right to spend it all?" I retaliate by freezing their bank cards and throwing their luggage out of my home. "What's with the ego, huh? You're leeching off me, yet you have the guts to trample all over me like that? In that case, get the hell out of my sight!"

Sette’s only choice was to kill her mate. Her whole existence is tangled with a curse. A love she’ll once have. A life she couldn’t hold. The man she couldn’t save. The curse will take the life of her mate, Lane Emerson, the Alpha. To kill him in her own hands means she doesn’t have to suffer his death. To kill him before she’ll love him was Sette’s mission. But what can Sette do when the heart is stronger than the mind? What can she do when she’s slowly slipping to the curse? Will she save him to savor the time they have left or kill him so she could save herself from dying pain? Only one thing Sette knows. It’s either her love will save him. Or kill him. This is the first installment of Dival Sisters.