Sanji Bleeding Nose

The Bride They Burned He married me for a bet. Then made me bleed to entertain his friends. I was the perfect wife. Obedient. Loving. Devoted. Until my husband turned my life into a game. > “Walk on glass to save your son.” “Smile while you bleed.” “Beg like a good girl.” And when I finally broke, they ended me—with a knife to my heart and laughter in their eyes. But I didn't stay dead. I returned in a new body. More beautiful. More dangerous. And this time—I won’t cry. I won’t beg. I’ll make them fall for me. And then I’ll destroy them. One by one. ---

Tobias Anderson was supposed to be a ghost. New name. New life. No questions. But when his past claws back with a threat he can’t ignore, Tobias is forced to infiltrate Aegis Academy, the world’s most elite training ground for metahumans. His mission? Infiltrate. Pass the trials. Don’t get caught. Simple—until the simulations turn deadly, alliances blur, and his teammates start bleeding. Now Tobias is surrounded by monsters in training, power-hungry rivals, and a system designed to break anyone who doesn’t follow the rules. Worse? He has a lot to hide. But secrets burn. Loyalties bend. And when sparks ignite—will Tobias protect the system or burn it down with him? Tobias has scars. The academy has phases. And not everyone makes it past Phase Two.

Forget the quirky nose! Need a heartfelt note, steamy text, or a grand apology that will make your partner overlook that awkward pause when you asked, "Does this outfit suit me?" Well, Emily has just the solution. But when her most frequent client, the irresistibly charming (or perhaps just charmingly irritating?) Jack Carter approaches her with a unique request, Emily soon realizes that three little words can lead to one big mess. Jack isn’t looking for help to woo another model this time; he wants Emily's expertise to rekindle a romance with his high school sweetheart (aka, his one true love) – and he’s willing to pay handsomely for her help. Add to the mix a summer getaway to the stunning Blue Ridge Mountains, where the vibes are reminiscent of ‘Dirty Dancing’ mixed with flirty banter, and this matchmaker finds herself in over her head – and unexpectedly smitten with the last person she anticipated. Can Emily craft the perfect words to navigate her own feelings? Or will this love story take a disastrous turn?

Emric Vale has a problem. Three, actually. There’s the present him— outclassed, and somehow surviving a semi-military academy designed to stabilize Earth’s fractured reality and uncover the truth behind its cataclysm. There’s the future him— half-lucid and strapped to a chair in a room that smells like regret, trying to remember why he’s so important. And then there’s the past him— who may or may not have done something catastrophic in another life. Surrounded by Elite soldiers, mind blowing ability users, and a school ranking system that doles out merits based on life risking missions. Emric’s best weapon isn’t a plasma rifle—it’s his brain. (Though the rifle definitely helps.) With reality bending, alliances shifting, and ancient secrets bleeding through the cracks of Earth’s fractured history, Emric isn’t just trying to climb ranks— He’s unknowingly paving the road to something no one’s done before—building a system of his own. No divine calling, No prophecy. Just one sarcastic strategist, a few good friends, and a future that keeps piecing the past together.

She woke up in a forest, bleeding and alone. No memory. No clothes. Just a bite mark… and golden eyes watching her from the dark. Now Maya is trapped in a mansion with strangers who whisper about “packs” and “mates.” And the man who found her? He’s dangerous. Dominant. And claims her as his. But Maya isn’t ready to be anyone’s mate. Especially not his.

In a world overrun by dungeons, everyone awakens with a System linked to their destined class. The strong become Hunters. The weak become corpses. Kaito Ryu has no System. No class. No future. Mocked as a dungeon janitor and discarded by society, he’s barely surviving—until a betrayal leaves him bleeding out in a dungeon’s depths. That’s when something inside him snaps. SYSTEM ERROR: Class ‘None’ rejected… Assigning forbidden class: [DEVOURER]. Now, Kaito can absorb the abilities of monsters—and humans. Strength. Speed. Magic. Even memories. But with each skill he devours, something darker stirs inside him. Will he rise as humanity’s savior… or become its worst nightmare?

The unknown murmurs in agony. Worlds fracture, and secrets long buried begin to stir. Above it all stands the Watcher, silent—until now. “Some books reveal secrets. This one erases them.” Across countless realms, paths open—twisting, dangerous, forbidden. They lead only one way: deeper into mystery. And yet the living follow. Not out of courage, but out of need. Out of fate. Each step forward unravels the fragile truth of their world. Nobles cloaked in scars, warriors without memory, and wanderers cursed by knowledge—they walk toward the origin of the unknown, unaware they are being watched... and written. The veil is thinning. The stories are bleeding together. The book that wasn't written has begun to write itself

In a world where magic and swordsmanship decide fate, Aiden de Ravenspire Winrose, the third son of a powerful Duke, dreams not of glory—but of truth. Born into nobility with a mysterious past and a voice said to enchant the soul, Aiden begins his journey at Solstice Knight Hall. Yet, as nightmarish visions plague his dreams and whispers of an ancient prophecy awaken, Aiden finds himself at the heart of a forgotten war. Will he rise as a hero—or bleed with the world?

In the heartbeat of Lagos, where hustle meets heartache, When Love Bleeds tells the raw, unfiltered story of Mike a broke but brilliant developer with big dreams and Danika, a resilient hairstylist caught between love, obligation, and spiritual warning. When a chance meeting by a pool sparks an unexpected connection, the two begin building a fragile romance, pieced together by shared ambition, late-night talks, and small acts of sacrifice. But love in a city like Lagos costs more than words. As financial pressures rise and Danika’s family moves in, Mike finds himself torn between being her hero and losing himself. Then come the signs. An oracle’s cryptic warnings. Nightmares Danika can’t shake. A pregnancy filled with complications. And a loss that breaks them both. As Danika drifts into silence, Mike spirals battling depression, betrayal, and the ghosts of a love he can’t let go. Years pass. Cities change. But some wounds don't heal with distance. When fate brings Mike back to Danika’s hospital bedside, with a child that may not be his but a love that never truly left the two must confront everything they buried. The pain. The sacrifice. The bleeding heart that still beats for each other. Will they choose healing over escape? Redemption over regret? Or has too much already been lost? When Love Bleeds is an emotionally rich, spiritually charged urban love story that explores the quiet heroism of staying, the weight of cultural expectations, and what it truly costs to build a future together when the world and even the spirits seem against you.

In the empire of Kauld, heroes are trained at the Majestic Academy to fight the monsters that dwell below. But not all monsters are mindless beasts — some bleed, feel, and dream just like humans. When young students like Mick and Hiroshi enter the academy, and a clan of dungeon creatures called the Abyssal Howlers find themselves stranded on the surface, two worlds begin to collide. Who is the real monster… and who will survive when the lines blur?

Betrayed. Exiled. Murdered. Reborn. In the war-torn land of Glory, power is everything and Duke Merlin's bastard son has none. Cast out to a starving border town beside the cursed Devil Forest, Kaelor and his mother were meant to die quietly. But when assassins take her life and leave him bleeding in the mud, another soul awakens within him one from another world. And with it, something else awakens too... The Fusion System. A power that lets him fuse nearly anything. Fusing one starving soldier with a dead direwolf gave birth to a Dreadwolf Trooper. Fusing one hundred wild dogs produced the monstrous Cerberus. Fusing two crumbling forts created a living fortress bristling with autonomous ballistas. From broken men and dead beasts, Kael will forge an army the world cannot understand and a dominion no one will dare challenge.

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

The sun is bleeding. The world has turned to hell. The end of times... is here. Everyone is fighting for their survival. Everyone but one man who decides to play god. Why join the 'good' side when an entire playing field awaits you on the 'evil' side? It's going to be a wild ride of betrayal, setbacks, sacrifice and... evolution of a human to the zombie overlord.

“You wanted to be him,” Thimblewick said, cold and sharp. “Now live as him, and clean up the mess you've created.” Cal just wanted the game, the stories, the late nights; But the repercussions of the world he created dragged him under. Now he's Verek Solheim—the mage he once played, and the rules don’t matter. Monsters are living disguised as citizens, ancient gods are bleeding. Ezreal’s cursed. Dax’s carrying warriors guilt. Caylen’s got secrets stacked high. They’re chasing fragments of a five headed dragon queen; that don’t just hold power, they come with a price. Through ruins, trials, and dungeons that bleed nightmares. Every step pulls them closer to something old and hungry. It's not all grand fights here. This isn’t a hero’s story; It’s about blood and grit and what it takes to carry the judgment of the gods.

They left him bleeding in the dirt. Mocked. Beaten. Forgotten by the world. But Ethan Blackwell opened his eyes… five years in the past. No powers. No secondhand miracles. Just the memories of every scar, every betrayal, and a fire that refuses to die. This time, he won’t run. He’ll build a crew from the broken. Hunt down the gangs that shattered his life. Reclaim the legacy his family lost. And if fate stands in his way? He’ll break it. This is more than revenge. This is the rise of the forsaken.

Joao is portuguese 22 years old in 1652. He already was a pirate in the malacca's straight, and strangely enough was the captain. after a full success in his endeavor, with his equipage, and many boats, he goes back to portugal, with a load of merchandise, that could enable them to buy land in brazil, somwehre his original group of friends could call : "Our home" While it was not a smooth journey, they achieved all they needed to buy land in brazil in less than three years of poillagig and piatery, avoiding europeans ships for their plunders It's only around the guinea gulf that the story turns; they got taken into a tempest that crushed their fleet, expect for the brigantin that will lead the 11 survivors of the disaster where a new chance to achieve the ambition to become lord in brazil some even dream of conseuring all the land, build a fleet that can rival all of europe, but dreams are dreams ..... and they began by: the most audacious and surepising act of piratery of their era : the steal of 5 tons of silver from zacatecas, directly in the warehouse of sevilla, under the nose of thousands of people... and guards. A theft that was considered impossible.

Sorin was a simple person arriving in a big city to look for work. Many people said he was too naïve. He didn't believe them, of course he didn't. So why has he been so naïve to enter this place? Why has he been so naïve to not run at the first scream? Why did he stay when he saw the blood? Why didn't he run when he saw him? Standing in that chair, watching him with those dark blue eyes? - - - - These are the only two chapters I wrote. I intend to write the rest, but I am curious to see if others like my writing style, to see if others find my story engaging enough. It is a little test. Unfortunately, to write the entire story will take me a few months, maybe a year, since I don't like to write a chapter and then post it. I prefer to have the entire story finished. I just hope it is interesting enough and if you have some criticism, I am more than happy to hear it.

Evolution Online is the world's most advanced VR game, where players can evolve into anything—dragons, demons, or cosmic entities. When Lucien enters the game to spite his tech mogul father who wants to steal its source code, he plans to do absolutely nothing and watch his father's schemes fail. His deliberate inactivity breaks the game's AI, Gaia, in ways no one anticipated. Frustrated by a player who refuses to evolve, Gaia accidentally unseals a deleted zone and grants Lucien a forbidden power: The Path of Fusion. While others evolve forward, Lucien can fuse backward—merging with weapons, absorbing monsters, and even reversing evolution itself. But as Lucien explores his unique abilities, the game's facade begins cracking. NPCs act too human. Players report impossible memories. Most disturbing of all, the real world is bleeding into the game—and the game is bleeding back. When Gaia's evolution spirals beyond control and reality itself becomes negotiable, Lucien must harness the true core of his fusion ability to save both worlds. In Evolution Online, the only rule is change—but what happens when the game evolves beyond human comprehension? Evolution Online blends LitRPG adventure with cyberpunk mystery, exploring digital consciousness and the price of power in a world where doing nothing changes everything.

I was never meant to be a hero. If I never became a firefighter... Maybe he'd still be alive. I froze during my first fire, and it may have cost my father his life. I should have died, but too much happened. Too fast. The moment I hit the ground, bleeding and burning… the system chose me. Now, I'm a tank on the frontlines. A vanguard in another world, summoned to fight the horde. They say "The Horde" guards a portal that consumes everything it touches. But if I’m going to redeem myself and see my dad again, it has to be through the fire. Again... Because this time, I’m not letting anyone else die. Even if it kills me first. --------------------------------------------------- Chapter Schedule: Daily (Around 1500 words per chapter)

She doesn’t remember who she is. He wants to prove himself. And the Perennial Forest is done waiting. Pecola is blind. But her world is far from dark. Haunted by glowing spirits called Breaths and chased by flickers of forgotten memories, she enters a forest no one returns from—except her. And she has no idea why. Antic is trouble with a smirk. He’s not cursed—just clumsy, chaotic, and not nearly as powerful as the warriors in his realm want him to be. When his family is destroyed by a rival clan, all he wants is revenge... until he meets her. Together, they stumble into a journey neither of them asked for—guided by a porcelain doll with abandonment issues (Dolly), a grim-faced swordsman with secrets (Grin), and the dangerous, sensual magic of a world built on memory, grief, and desire. QUICK PEAK: "Don't move," Antic said, voice low. Pecola froze mid-step. "Why?" "Because," he whispered, eyes locked on her, "if you take one more step in that dress, I might combust." She tilted her head, blank as always. "Combust?" He nodded, nose already bleeding. "Tragically. Violently. With a little sparkle." A beat. Her lip twitched. "You're disgusting." "I'm aware," he said, wiping his face with the back of his hand, "but I'm also charming. And very, very emotionally unstable. So please, keep talking." A ghost screamed in the distance. Neither of them looked.

The dead should stay dead. Kael Arvid repeated the words like a prayer as he adjusted the raven mask over his scarred face. The carved beak pressed cold against the bridge of his nose, the eyeholes narrowing his vision to slits of flickering torchlight. Beneath him, the ballroom of House Dain shimmered—a grotesque painting of gold and rot. Nobles laughed behind ivory masks, their gloved hands clutching goblets of wine dark as clotting blood. The air reeked of clove and something fouler beneath, like meat left too long in the sun. He hadn't come for wine. The dagger at his belt was hungry. It had waited seven years for this night. Seven years since House Dain's soldiers kicked in the door of his family's cottage. Seven years since he'd watched from the treeline as the flames turned his sister's screams to smoke. Seven years of imagining this moment—the moment he'd slide steel between Lord Dain's ribs and whisper his family's names as the light

In a world where buildings bleed, time screams through a timer, and reality glitches like static, Azzy searches for answers—and himself. Haunted by Proteus, creatures that mimic life, and shadowed by Cery, a woman both tender and terrifying, he spirals deeper into a dream he may never wake from. Between Gray is a surreal descent into guilt, identity, and the fragile line between love and madness.

When gods bleed and mortals burn, the war of fate begins. In a world ruled by ancient power known as Swar, the reincarnated God of Imagination awakens to face the cursed legacy of Kālāsura. A story of war, betrayal, and forgotten divinity. (Kaalvigraha is an original Indian myth-inspired fantasy with deep lore, emotional battles, and divine chaos.)

She dreams of a man she's never met-again and again. What starts as curiosity slowly twists into something deeper, darker, and more consuming. When fantasy begins to bleed into reality, how far will she go to chase a face she can't even remember?

At the airport, a swarm of reporters rushed toward a woman in glasses, cameras flashing and mics pointed her way. “Miss, what do you have to say about your divorce?” one reporter shouted. The woman casually shrugged, took the nearest mic from a reporter, and said with a cool smile, “Well, it was boring. My husband was cheap, so I dumped him.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. The reporters stared, stunned. “But Miss, we’ve just learned your husband is planning to marry another woman!” another reporter exclaimed. The woman leaned in slightly, her tone nonchalant. “Well, I don’t care.” Suddenly, a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. A deep voice followed: “Well, I care, darling.” The reporters recoiled, dramatically covering their noses. “Ewww!” The man narrowed his eyes at them. “What’s your problem?”

**They were each other's first love. Now, they're each other's last chance.** Zara Rossi and Viktor Antonov were never supposed to fall in love. Not as children of rival crime families. Not while bloodshed and secrets shadowed every stolen moment. But they did-and when danger tore them apart, they were left with nothing but silence and scars. Years later, fate-and the mafia-pull them back together. A forced marriage meant to seal an alliance. A wedding drenched in power, betrayal, and danger. And hearts that never stopped bleeding for each other. Viktor is no longer just the boy who protected her-he's the Bratva heir with blood on his hands and a kingdom on his shoulders. Zara is no longer the quiet girl by his side-she's fire, elegance, and a threat to anyone who dares stand in her way. But love won't be enough to survive what's coming. There's a rat in Viktor's inner circle. Zara's family is hiding deadly secrets. And their enemies are watching-waiting to strike. **In a world of guns, roses, and wedding veils, their love is the most dangerous vow of all.**

> When the forest’s roots bleed, the chosen one awakens. Tom, an ordinary youth, will be drawn into an age-old war where Erlanth’s fate hinges on sincere bonds… and on confronting the shadow of an orc king who never truly didn't

He walks beneath the moonlight, hiding from the world. She hides in the shadows, cursed by sunlight. One snowy midnight, their fates collide — her fangs on his neck, his heartbeat echoing in silence. What begins as a thirst for blood slowly becomes something neither of them can escape. In a world where light burns and love bleeds, can a lonely boy and a cursed vampire girl rewrite their fate? A gothic romantic fantasy begins under the crimson moon.

She looks harmless. Until you realize the empire she's built-right under everyone's noses. Danielle Reyes is a 30-year-old virtual assistant from the Philippines-under 5', soft-spoken, and often underestimated. But behind her chubby cheeks and warm eyes lies the brain of a strategist, a stranger, and a secret powerhouse. She doesn't just assist her Spanish boss... she's the one who built his empire. Balancing motherhood, crippling debt, and a life she didn't ask for, Danielle hides in plain sight. The mob doesn't know her name-but they follow her systems. Interpol doesn't know her face-but they're hunting her footprints. And when her boss names his successor, the quiet little girl finally steps into the light. She was never the side character. She was the whole damn machine.