Corazon Sin Cara In English Novels & Stories

Rowan whispered, "Who's that? Never saw her here before." "Neither did I. She's a real beauty." Aiden added, not taking his eyes off her. I couldn't blame them for being enchanted by the beauty of the girl who just walked in. She was a sight for sore eyes, a goddess who just walked in the room and for some reason, I found myself wanting to know about her.

Cora heard their conversation, so she laughed at them. "You have the same favorite fruit, right? But you're arguing about it. Why don't you just be happy with each other because you both love the Mango fruit? Mango looks like a shape of our hearts. Am I right? Heart means love," Cora said, laughing. Niccolo grimaced. "We're not arguing, Cora," Casey corrected her friend who keeps on laughing. "What's funny with us, huh?" Cora didn't answer her, but instead, she gave her friend a smirk. She knows what she really means to her friend. "We don't love each other, Cora. We should leave this place before we get burned under the heat of the sun," Niccolo snapped and went to his car without turning b

Corazon said in gritted teeth as she continued pulling the woman's hair. "Damn you bitch!! I'm going to get you fired from here!" The woman made a shrill cry as she was struggling from her grip. Coarazon forced the woman to face her and grip her face tightly with one of her hands. "Try it! But before you can fire me here, I'm going to throw you out of this house! You're just a freaking mistress! Do you hear me?" She was still in control as she dragged her towards the living room. Even when the woman was constantly crying and screaming, Corazon didn't seem to hear anything. Her anger turned her deaf. She was in the middle when Terrence voice once again roared all over the place

Fino a perdere tutti i tuoi sensi: Until you lose all your senses. Non ci sarà pietà, solo piacere: There will be no mercy, only pleasure

Someone in the crowd removed the woolen cap he had on his head and he saw long and straight, raven dark hair spilled out of the cap, cascading down, almost to his waist "It's a girl!?' He didn't know he spoke his thoughts out too loudly, making a boy beside him answer loudly and laughed at the shocked look on his face "Hell yeah, she is! Corazon is crazy, that one!" "Corazon?" He repeated the name to himself. "Yeah, she's crazy alright... And very beautiful too" He said the last part of the sentence inside his heart

“But if you ever forgive me and want to come back to me, then Sarang, you won’t find me alive.” Sarang dashed toward him and grabbed his collar, yanking him down with sudden force. Her eyes burned with rage and fear as she hissed, “I’ll kill you myself if you say that word again.” Her glare was hard and fierce, but Zayren smiled softly as he looked at her, seeing her so close to him. He could feel not only her anger but also the hidden care shining through her eyes.

She paused and leaned forward, her red lips curling up in a smile. "You will be... with whom you're meant to be," She finished, a determined gleam in her eyes. "Your smile is annoying me," I grumbled. "Of course it is," She smiled wider. "You are so used to seeing the dark gloomy faces around you, a reflection of your own. You want others to be that way. You want them to feel what you are feeling because you're unable to express it. But understand this Sofia, nobody can feel what you're feeling coz none of them have gone through what you're going through. It's not their fault. You can't punish them for something that's not their fault or yours for the matter,"

She felt unsettled. “ Anthony, don't you like me anymore, baby?” Celine continued seducing him. She placed her fingers on his mouth and traced the every line of his mouth. She was shameless even if she was a beauty. Anthony did not yield to her temptation. He pushed away her hands that was on his lips. “ Don't touch me with that filthy hand of yours. I don't like you and don't need you anymore. I have already a treasure that is most precious than you.” He used an idiom so that he will not get Danielle into danger. He looked at Danielle with a serious look.

“Describe it.” Aidan does. Calmly. Analytically Without emotional attachment. “That’s not intrusion,” Matteo says quietly. “It’s synchronization.” Silence. The word sits heavy. “Synchronization with what?” Aidan asks. Matteo looks at him carefully. “With the angel.” The air tightens. Aidan doesn’t recoil. Doesn’t spike. He absorbs it. “If that’s true,” he says slowly, “why don’t I feel invaded?” “Because it’s not override,” Matteo replies.

Enemies closing in from all sides. I met her gaze, jaw tight. *No te perderé.* (I won’t lose you.) The rescue had succeeded, but the real war—for her trust, for us—had just begun. Carlo’s games, the diamond, my father’s ghost… none of it would keep her from me. Not anymore.