Fotos De Los Siete Pecados Capitales

No acidente de avião, um dos paraquedas a bordo estava danificado. No momento de maior desespero, Miguel Pereira me entregou o último paraquedas. Consegui aterrissar em segurança, mas minha irmã, Daniela Castro, filha ilegítima, morreu devido à queda do avião. Após nossa salvação, Miguel escolheu cumprir o compromisso matrimonial, e celebramos um grande casamento. No entanto, após seis anos de casamento, ele ainda me via com ódio, acreditando que eu fui responsável pela morte de Daniela. Fui tratada como inimiga, vivendo uma vida pior que a morte durante esses seis anos. Finalmente, quando o divórcio parecia iminente, Miguel optou por morrer comigo no mesmo lugar onde Daniela havia falecido. Mas, ao abrir os olhos novamente, percebi que havia voltado para o dia do acidente. Dessa vez, decidi deixar a chance de sobrevivência para a pessoa que ele mais amava.

La fille adoptive que papa avait recueillie n'a été enfermée que quelques minutes dans le petit débarras par accident, mais il m'a attaché et m'a enfermé dans le débarras, en allant jusqu'à boucher les trous d'aération avec des serviettes. Il a dit : « Si tu n'apprends pas à prendre soin de ta sœur, alors tu vas goûter à la souffrance qu'elle a endurée. » Mais je souffrais déjà de claustrophobie, et alors ce petit espace sombre, je ne pouvais que retenir ma peur et le supplier. Mais en retour, j'ai reçu ses reproches impitoyables : « Cette leçon est là pour te faire réfléchir. » Quand le dernier espoir est disparu, je me suis débattu désespérément dans le noir. Une semaine plus tard, papa s'est enfin souvenu de moi et a décidé de mettre fin à cette punition : « J'espère que cette leçon te fera réfléchir. S'il y a une prochaine fois, tu seras mis à la porte. » Mais il ne savait pas que j'étais déjà mort dans le débarras, et que mon cadavre avait commencé à pourrir.

Antes de la boda, descubrí que llevaba más de dos meses embarazada. Leobardo Ríos, algo ebrio, acarició mi vientre y bromeó a medias: —Verónica Vega, aún no estoy preparado para ser padre. ¿Y si no tenemos este bebé? Con el corazón en calma, respondí suavemente: —Está bien. En mi vida pasada, había insistido en quedarme con ese hijo. Pero, cuando Valeria Sánchez perdió el suyo por accidente y quedó con secuelas para volver a concebir, Leobardo me guardó rencor. Después de la boda, su actitud hacia mí fue completamente fría, mientras el hijo que había traído al mundo tras un parto difícil, que casi me costó la vida… lloraba, deseando que Valeria fuera su madre. Más tarde, cuando tuve un accidente de coche y me desangraba, padre e hijo pasaron junto a mí con total indiferencia, con tal de poder llegar a tiempo al parto de Valeria. Mientras yo moría desangrada, ellos celebraban con efusividad una nueva vida. Por eso, en esta nueva oportunidad, no volveré a perderme a mí misma ni tomaré el camino equivocado, por lo que, sin más, marqué el número del director, para anunciarle: —Estoy dispuesta a unirme a la expedición polar.

Bagi Raquel Dean, menjadi siswa Ottori adalah satu-satunya cara untuk merealisasikan mimpinya. Sekolah terbaik yang melahirkan para raja dan pahlawan di buku sejarah itu diharapkan dapat menciptakan generasi muda yang unggul untuk menjaga perdamaian dunia. Namun, nyatanya mereka hanya melahirkan siswa tanpa empati yang melakukan apapun untuk bertahan hidup dan merangkak naik ke atas piramida kehidupan. Di Ottori, istilah lulus atau mati adalah hal yang mutlak. Entah mati karena tekanan mental yang tak tertanggungkan atau mati karena kecerobohan sendiri. Raquel Dean adalah siswa beruntung yang berhasil bertahan dengan kemampuan pas-pasan di tengah tekanan akademik yang luar biasa berat. Semuanya berjalan baik-baik saja. Ia memiliki sahabat baik bermulut pedas, cinta pertama yang ia panggil Pangeran Salju, dan pangeran sungguhan dari Kejaraan Thalabar yang selalu mengganggunya. Hingga kehidupannya berubah 180 derajat ketika gelar "Sang Terpilih" disandangnya dalam satu malam. Kekuatan luar biasa mengalir dalam darahnya dan seluruh orang ingin menjadikannya senjata untuk memulai perang. Mampukah Raquel Dean menghadapi peliknya kehidupan ketika cahaya dalam hidupnya direnggut kegelapan?

Lania dan Robby sudah menjalin hubungan selama tujuh tahun lamanya. Robby mencintai Lania sepenuh hatinya, bahkan jika Lania meminta hidupnya, akan Robby berikan. Namun, tidak dengan Lania. Gadis itu sudah menodai hubungan mereka dengan perselingkuhan. Berkali-kali. Tetapi Robby tetaplah Robby, ia tidak mampu untuk meninggalkan Lania, ia selalu memaafkan kesalahan yang seharusnya tidak ia maafkan. Di saat Lania sudah berjanji akan berubah jika Robby mau menikah dengannya, dan sudah dikabulkan pula oleh Robby. Lania kembali pada egonya, berselingkuh dan menghancurkan Robby kembali. Robby lelah, Robby menyerah, dan ia memutuskan untuk mengakhiri segalanya. Tetapi Lania tidak membiarkan itu terjadi.

“If I had to choose again, I’d still choose our story. I would still choose you.” These were one of lines he read as his tears came out without warning. As he traveled in the Philippines, he found himself on a tropical island in the province of Palawan, where a certain incident led him to a woman who has something from her past that connects them. Looks, money, fame? He thought he had it all. Until one day, he found himself right outside her house. Jace Park, one of the famous Kpop idols, is ready to risk everything just to win her woman back.

Zaria Smith was in love with her childhood playmate, Elian Anderson who was six years her senior, since forever. Now adult Zaria finally got her wish fulfilled. She was married to her one and only knight! But fate had other plans. The boy she loved from beginning had changed. He hated her. She did everything to please him, but all she got was disappointment in return. When she at last, decided to let him go, he smirked cruelly and said: "Never think about leaving me again. I will never let you go."

“Her fate had been sealed on a poker table when her husband traded her off and lost her to a man who was ruthless. Aslan Parker would get anything he wanted by hook or crook. He robbed everything from Elena. The fate smirked when he fell for her. But could Elena forget everything?” Present The woman was scared. The man was smirking. He was not a man, but a beast. He was destroying her like a monster. Everything good in him had died the day that bullet was shot at him. The whip cut the air and….. They say when you lose everything, you find yourself. It was true, only until you are not caught. She lost everything but won herself, but how long? He has the cage ready when all she want is to fly. Is there anyone else for her? What does fate hold for them?

Elena tried to get out of his grip but he was too heavy for her. “I am married.” She screamed. “You are not, not anymore.” He spoke as he bit her neck to the extent that she felt as if he will snatch out her flesh. “Please, let me go.” “That husband of yours lost you on a bet. I am the winner, and you belong to me. Just me.” She knew what Aslan was saying was right. John had indeed lost her on a poker table as if she was nothing but another of his belongings just like his watch or an old table. She pushed his chest with all her might but failed. It was her end. In this world where women were progressing, she was traded off on a poker table. She smirked at her fate. She was nothing. Nothing, but a lost bet.

Run, Run, RUN. Don’t stop. The night was falling and like the creatures of the day, I needed to hide. My heart is thundering in my chest, echoing the sounds of the war that rage from the fields of my once loved home. That was before the coven came. Surprising us and taking my home and pack. The attack happened so quickly that no one was ready. We had no warning and after hours of waiting I was found. I had to run. Don't stop running. “CRACK” the current of magic shoots by and hits the tree to my left, my bare feet crunching the earth hard and fast. My small heart fluttering faster than a hummingbird's wings, my once sparkling beautiful dress is no more. It’s tattered, dirty, and torn. The edges burnt to a crisp and coated in blood from bodies of the battlefield that I raced away from. “Come here little wolfie,” a harsh raspy voice calls out cutting through the trees I hide quickly behind a tree to take cover to breathe, “I just want a little chat!” He calls singsong like, taunting me. He wants to find me to kill me. Ducking further behind my tree I hold my breath, my young body shaking with so much force my bones ache. Holding my breath and closing my eyes hoping for safety that surely won’t come. At only 11 years of age, I can’t fight this grown warlock... he will surely kill me like he did my parents... “Wolfie princess, where are you?” He mimics the rhythm of a child’s tune, as if I’d listen. Closing my eyes tighter I don’t want to die. I’m too young. My mind is racing, and my hearts bound t....