El Camino A Reparar Tu Corázon

Emily Carter has finally broken free from the suffocating grasp of her billionaire ex-husband, Daniel Blackwood. Rebuilding her life from the ground up, Emily now runs a thriving tech startup in New York City, determined to succeed on her own terms. But as she starts to enjoy her newfound independence, Daniel's shadow looms large. Despite his charm and charisma, Daniel is a master manipulator, and he’s not ready to let Emily go. When his empire begins to crumble, he reemerges with a dangerous plan to reclaim his lost power—and Emily's heart. As Daniel's schemes grow more sinister, Emily finds herself caught in a web of deceit, betrayal, and dangerous power plays. With the support of her loyal best friend, Sam Brooks, and a rival entrepreneur who might just be more than he seems, Emily faces off against the man who once had everything under control. As secrets unravel and hidden agendas come to light, Emily must navigate a world where every ally could be a foe and every choice could lead to disaster. In a high-stakes battle of wits and will, Emily must decide whether to cut the cord entirely or find a way to reclaim her freedom and her future.

Warning... or Invitation? That choice is yours. This isn’t a fairytale. This isn’t about sweet kisses beneath cherry blossoms or soft smiles under the stars. No. This is raw, This is reckless, This is “Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire” A collection of BL short stories carved from lust, laced with obsession, and kissed by chaos. Each chapter stands on its own, a world where strangers become addictions, roommates cross lines, enemies blur into lovers, and the line between want and need snaps without warning. These men don’t fall in love. They fall into temptation. They crash into each other like lightning against the sea, loud, unforgiving, and beautiful in their destruction. You’ll find no gentle romance here. Only the ache of fingertips brushing where they shouldn't, the weight of glances held too long, the gasp before the plunge. This is for the ones who know love isn’t always tender. That sometimes, the most unforgettable stories are the ones written in bruises and longing. This is for those who crave stories that leave a mark, who don’t flinch when desire gets messy, when hearts bleed a little before they beat as one. Not for the faint-hearted. Not for the clean-handed. This is for the bold, the brave, the ones who dare to touch the flame even if it burns. So turn the page. Step into the fire. But don’t say I didn’t warn you--- Because once the embers catch, they never go out.

Mariés depuis trois ans, son mari ne l'avait jamais touchée. Et pourtant, en pleine nuit, il s'était soulagé devant une photo de sa sœur. C'est en regardant par hasard son téléphone que Léna Fontaine avait compris : s'il l'avait épousée, ce n'était que pour se venger. Parce qu'elle était la véritable fille biologique, celle qui avait arraché à sa sœur sa place de l'héritière. Déçue et brisée, Léna était retournée vivre auprès de ses parents adoptifs. Mais elle ne s'était pas attendue à ce que Mathieu Delaunay devienne fou, la cherchant partout, désespérément.

Corine vit entourée de spirales : sur les murs de son atelier, dans ses carnets, sur les tissus qu’elle manipule. Ces formes, d’abord abstraites, deviennent des indices. À la mort de son père, elle découvre un carnet scellé, une spirale dessinée, une phrase énigmatique. Ce fil la mène vers une boîte oubliée, une carte annotée, un jardin qui n’existe que dans les souvenirs fragmentés d’un homme qu’elle croyait connaître. À travers une narration éclatée, faite de fragments et de silences, Corine remonte le fil d’une mémoire familiale trouée. Elle interroge les gestes, les absences, les objets, et les voix qui résonnent sous sa peau. Dans cette quête, elle vit aussi l’amour — discret, profond, tissé entre les lignes — qui l’aide à entendre ce que son corps n’a jamais su dire. Corine, fragments d’une obsession est un roman psychologique et intimiste, une traversée intérieure où chaque trace devient une voix, chaque spirale une carte, et chaque silence une réponse possible.

‼️ Warning : R-18 SSPG ‼️ Velora Venice, mabuting empleyada sa Solara Essence. Sa kabila niyon ay mayroon silang lihim na kasunduan ng kanyang boss na si Dewei Hughes. Isang araw sa piling ni Mr. Dewei Hughes, singkwenta mil ang ibinabayad nito sa kanya. Pangdagdag sa pang-dialysis ng kanyang kapatid at para sa gastusin nila sa bahay. Inalok siya ng boss niya ng isang gabing pagt@t*lik at babayaran siya ng malaking halaga. Pumayag din siyang maging isang exclusive escort ng isang mayamang estrangherong lalaki. Ginawa ni Velora ang magsakripisyo para mabuo ang malaking halagang kailangan sa kidney transplant ng kanyang nakakababatang kapatid na si Vanna.

My name is Samantha Lane. I've forgotten to pay the taxes, and the company's accounts are now frozen. I'm not panicking, but my husband's foster sister, Zoey Quinn, is losing her mind. In my previous life, Zoey was the one who suggested using her summer bonus to take the entire company on a trip to Slarqia. What I didn't expect was that her supposed generosity would drain every cent from the company's account. As a result, the company's cash flow collapsed, and I was left buried under hundreds of millions in debt. When I went to her to ask for the money back, she leaned smugly against my husband's chest and said, "Samantha, I only spent a few tens of millions. How could that bankrupt the company? Don't be so dramatic!" My husband, Harry Jennings, glared at me with his face twisted in anger. "Samantha, the company's money is marital property. I agreed to let Zoey spend it. Back off, alright?" I wanted to report it to the police, but they abducted me and smuggled me out of the country. I ended up being tortured to death. When my coworkers heard the news, they actually cheered. They said I had it coming, like some heartless capitalist had finally gotten her karma. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Zoey is inviting everyone on a trip to Slarqia.

Cuando mi novio piloto canceló por decimoctava vez nuestra boda, me cansé. La primera vez, dejó todo porque su alumna tuvo la regla y corrió a comprarle té de jengibre con azúcar moreno. La segunda, su alumna falló en una misión; él solo dijo que estaba de mal humor y me convirtió en el hazmerreír de todos en el banquete. En tres años de relación, siempre que ella tenía un problema, él me dejaba plantada sin pensarlo dos veces. Al fin, comprendí: quizá en su corazón yo nunca importé. Así que compré un billete a París y decidí viajar sola por el mundo. De esta forma, ya nadie volvería a abandonarme.

When I was six, I spilled hot water, slipped, and burned my face. My face was ruined. My parents learned their lesson and never let my younger sister do housework. To everyone they met, they praised her beauty, her charm. They turned to me with nothing but disdain. When I was ten, I had a high fever. They didn't think much of it and let it drag on until my brain was damaged, leaving me slow and dull. They learned their lesson again. From then on, if my sister so much as coughed, they would rush her to the hospital in the dead of night, showering her with care. I was like a failed experiment. Every mistake they made with me, they corrected for her. I was ugly, silent, dim-witted, unwanted. She was beautiful, sweet-talking, clever, adored by all. When I was diagnosed with depression, I gathered what little courage I had and told them. Mom lashed out, called me sick in the head, and accused me of being petty. If I was so capable, she said, I might as well die. It wasn't until my sister pushed me off a high-rise that they found out, by sheer accident, that she wasn't their child at all. I was their one and only biological child.

Xiania Irish Flint, a wild and seductive twenty five year old woman who never had any boyfriends and boyfriend in her whole existence. However, it doesn't make her innocent though. It's actually the opposite. Dahil sa pananaw nito at mga prinsipyong ayaw tibagin tungkol sa mga kalalakihan, natutunan niyang mamuhay ng dalawamput-limang taon nang walang umaaligid sa kanyang lalaki. Well, aside from her cousins. Her life was simple—working on the Organization that was lead by her Family. An organization that helps people in a not so good and bad way. Iyon lamang ang pinagka kaabalahan niya, nang aakit ng mga lalaki bago ito papatayin. O kaya naman ay tutulungan ang mga kababaihang wina-walanghiya na ng iba. Career is way better than Men. That was her Motto. Mas yayaman daw siya doon, mas matututo, mas sasaya, mas may mapapala, not until her parents suddenly pushed her to marry someone she doesn't even know. Ang mga prinsipyong matagal nang hindi natibag nino man ay siyang susubukin nito. She badly wants to disobey her parents, but the Commander of the Organization, which is her Uncle —would never let her. Aalisin raw siya nito sa Organisasyong minahal niya kapag hindi pinakasalan ang lalaking naipakilala. And just like in some cliche stories, her principles were successfully broken by her soon to be husband, none other than Vraxx Caldwell. But well, that's what she thought.

No Natal, meus pais decidiram trabalhar para ganhar o salário triplicado, e mais uma vez me deixaram sozinha em casa. Pensando nos últimos vinte anos, em que eles sempre fizeram isso, decidi que não queria passar mais uma noite fria e solitária. Peguei meu jantar natalino e fui procurá-los. Mal sabia eu que aqueles pais, que sempre alegaram estar tentando ganhar um pouco mais de dinheiro, sairiam de um carro de luxo, rindo e abraçando um garoto da minha idade, e entrariam em um restaurante cinco estrelas. — Vocês acham certo deixar Caroline sozinha em casa? — Perguntou o garoto. Minha mãe respondeu com indiferença: — Não tem problema, ela já está acostumada. Meu pai, sem o menor peso na consciência, completou: — Como ela poderia se comparar a você? Você é o verdadeiro tesouro dos nossos corações! Virei as costas e fui embora. Eles fingiram ser pobres para enganar a mim, mas desta vez eu não quero mais a companhia deles!