Chand Gagan Aur Chandni

"he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.' "prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up. "You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore. "A silence so poignant settled into the room, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace without an army, rarely any income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " "I know a way to overcome these problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's.Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our problems." "But why would they give all that to us?"the prince asked. "Because you would marry his daughter." "goodness!" the ladies gasped. "I bet he would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks.But it was all short lived she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy her bridal attire swishing across the floor. Tears had already stained her cheeks when she reached the aisle.It was all red! The floor, the ceiling, the carpet and the lifeless body of her soon to be husband that lay there, bathed in blood."It's time for us to get married darling!" the prince clasped her hand.

No quinto ano do meu casamento com Caetano Targino, veio à tona o escândalo: a amante que ele escondia num hotel, Isadora Travassos, foi exposta pra todo mundo ver. Pra evitar que ela ficasse marcada como “a outra”, Caetano apareceu com os papéis do divórcio: — O Prof. Travassos me ajudou muito no passado. No leito de morte, ele me pediu pra cuidar da Isadora. Agora que isso veio à público... eu não posso virar as costas. Durante todos esses anos, Isadora sempre foi a prioridade do Caetano. Na vida passada, quando ouvi isso, perdi o controle. Gritei, chorei, me recusei a assinar. Caí numa depressão profunda. Caetano, acreditando num comentário da Isadora “Aurélia não parece doente”, achou que eu estava fingindo. Que era tudo joguinho emocional, chantagem. Então armou uma história de traição minha... e entrou com pedido de divórcio. Só aí, entendi que eu nunca fui páreo pra dívida de gratidão que ele tinha com o pai dela. E, desesperada, acabei tirando minha própria vida. Quando abri os olhos de novo, não hesitei um segundo. Assinei o divórcio.

Il est riche, adulé, et indomptable. Elle est invisible, fauchée, et farouchement libre. Kayden Wolfe, superstar du football américain, enchaîne les touchdowns aussi vite que les conquêtes. Auréolé de gloire, couvert de contrats juteux, il pense avoir tout vu, tout vécu. Jusqu’à ce qu’il la voie, elle. Léa, serveuse dans un fast-food miteux, cumule deux jobs pour survivre et protéger son petit frère. Elle n’a ni le temps, ni l’envie de rêver. Mais quand Kayden entre un soir dans son restaurant, trempé, furieux et blessé… il croise son regard et tout par de là : Elle ne le reconnaît même pas . Elle l’envoie balader alors , il revient le lendemain et le surlendemain. Une obsession naît. Sensuelle , dangereuse et irrésistible. Mais tout les sépare : Lui, enfermé dans un monde de luxe, d’ego, de pression médiatique. Elle, engluée dans la misère, les dettes, les cicatrices invisibles. Pour s’aimer, ils doivent tout risquer . Car très vite, le secret de Léa devient une bombe. Et Kayden, lui, doit choisir : le jeu ou la fille , la lumière ou l’ombre. la gloire… ou l’amour.