La Guerrera Capitulo 36 の小説・ストーリー

“An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet. Regardless of the time, place, or any circumstances. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break.” - Ancient Chinese Proverbs A story of best friends who later became lovers. Both dreamed of achieving the desired success. Planned to build a happy family, unfortunately it failed because an accident happened that would change the course of their lives. They were dead but their soul were awaken. Trying to find their way home. Their souls were resurrected in other people's bodies. Will they meet again? Will their paths ever meet? Will they be able to recognize each other in a body they do not own? Will their plan to have a family of their own come true?

“Kiera, get your ass here!” “Kiera I need you please!” “Where's my car keys you fucking piece of shit…!?” “Kiera, my room now!” “Oh Kai~~!” Kiera stood, perplexed on whom to attend to first. Kiera Dawson, a sultry but wolfless she-wolf, fled her home in the woods due to the continuous harassment from her abusive father, only to end up being a slave to the Jackson quintuplets. How In hell's name is she supposed to be a slave to the most uncompromising, unwholesome and crazy Alpha quintuplets?

BLURB For sixteen years, Skylar Adams built a man who slowly destroyed her. At 36, she is invisible in her own home, mocked by her children, controlled by her mother-in-law, and betrayed by the husband she sacrificed everything for. Jason Lawrence didn’t just cheat. He erased her. But the day she reaches her breaking point becomes the day everything changes. Zane Lawson,the man she once saved years ago steps back into her life. Powerful, composed, and quietly devoted, he offers her something unfamiliar: safety… and a chance to become herself again. As Skylar rebuilds her life, Jason is forced to watch the woman he broke become the woman he can no longer reach. And when he finally wants her back… It’s too late.

You... you did say you'd pay me 1,000€ euros for an hour, right?" she asked. "Yes, Allysa, I confirm that's what I said," he replied with a big smile. Allysa lay down on the bed, and the second man approached her. She thought she should be wary, but strangely, the man inspired confidence. "Now, you're going to have to take off your clothes," he said in his soft, warm voice... There are encounters that turn a life upside down, moments when fate knocks at the door with disconcerting brutality. Allysa Moreau never imagined that losing her virginity for 1,000€ euros in a sordid basement would lead her to cross paths with Paolo Mancini, a billionaire and mafioso whose empire extended far beyond her comprehension. Driven from her apartment, desperate and confronted with the relentless reality of poverty, Allysa had made a decision she could never forget. She had sold herself, not for pleasure at first, but as events unfolded, she developed a taste for it, and to prove herself right, she told herself it was for survival. For Paolo, this story was not trivial. Allysa had his youthful features and palpable innocence, a curiosity in a world where everyone wore masks. Their story was not meant to exist. A mafia billionaire and a homeless teenager had nothing in common. But in a world where rules are meant to be broken, Allysa and Paolo would discover that chance doesn't exist. Desire, fear, and secrets would forge bonds.

On August 23, the Metropolitan Police entered a well-appointed flat at 36 Suffolk Street, in the heart of London. In the flat, they found an ensuite bathroom; in the bathtub, they found a padlocked bag, and in the bag, they found the body of Tina Davis Tina, a brilliant mathematician, worked in Cheltenham for GQHC, Britain's domestic eavesdropping agency. She lived in London on secondment to MI6, Britain's Secret Intelligence Service, and the block of flats where they found her body is an MI6 "safe house reportedly". Uninterested in potential national-security angles, the police immediately announced they were looking for clues to Tina's mysterious death in the details of her private life. But they didn't make much headway. A month after discovering her body, they still hadn't determined the cause of death, although they had admitted the case was "complex" and "unexplained." It seemed like a job for Quintus Noone Fortunately, he happened to be available.

- Oh yes ... there ... again ... stronger! Saccaded groans resounded through the walls, sneaking like a poison to the ears of Élodie. His breath was cut. Her heart tightened in his chest. No ... not that ... His trembling fingers gently pushed the door ajar in the guest room. And what she saw cut her legs. His fiancé, Victor, naked, in sweat, tackled Isabelle's offered body against the mattress, her hips hammering her basin with frightening brutality. -Damn, you are so good ... he growled, grabbing his sister's hair. Élodie gave her mouth a hand to stifle a cry. His big sister. His landmark. Her lifelong ally. And there, before her eyes, she stole the man she loved to him.

They say the devil wears a three-piece suit. Mine wore a ring stamped with a golden lion, the symbol of the Ricci mafia. It was on a night of fire and ashes that my life changed. My name was Alaya, and I was just a girl among many others, born in the alleys of a neighborhood where poverty poisons you from the cradle. My mother, sick, had only me... and the debts. That night, they came. They knocked on the door. Three men in black. Not a word, just an envelope, and a chilling phrase: — "Your daughter is still a virgin, isn't she? The boss pays dearly for that." I had no choice. His name was Santino Ricci. Cold. Magnetic. Dangerous. The head of one of the most powerful families in Italy. He looked at me like one looks at precious merchandise. Then he said: — "You will be my wife. No matter how you feel." And I signed my condemnation. This marriage was not a union... but a gilded cage. I learned to survive among snakes. I saw death. I saw blood. I heard the screams of girls who, like me, had been sold. But what they had not anticipated... was that the little broken virgin would eventually bite back.

Livia, an insatiable nymph with unacknowledged desires, is about to become much more than just a servant in the eyes of the powerful businessman Alessandro. Every glance from the billionaire Alessandro burns her from within. He, ruthless and arrogant, knows exactly what he wants, and he also knows that his power can obtain anything, including her heart, if she grants it to him. But a contract, signed under the impulse of growing passion, will bind their lives in an unprecedented way. A contract that goes beyond the simple terms of an agreement. Livia must bear his child, and Alessandro, much more than just a businessman, finds himself forced to lose himself in a dangerous game where feelings and sensuality intertwine. The question remains: can a contract signed in ecstasy truly be a promise of love, or is it merely a trap? Will Livia have control, or will she be the one dominated by a billionaire whose heart seems as cold as his gaze? They will cross boundaries that neither of them had anticipated…

Adam William. J. Hunt is one of the most successful business man in his city district. At the young age of 24 he was crowned the richest man in the city, now 36 he's one of the richest men in the world. Adam here is engaged to the "it" woman of his day. Vanessa Cortwell, a reknowned model and a woman of poise and gracefulness. Together they are the star couple. The richest tycoon and the hottest model. Things are just oh-so-perfect and their pouplarity covers most, if not all the "happening" magazines. Adam and Vanessa had both came to the same conclusions that having kids was bothersome. So marriage, yes. Kids, no. That was how their fate was going to be. But life shakes Adam up when in just one day, five different kids show up at his door step and guess what? They're there to stay. But no. Adam wanting to protect his image, legacy and engagement wants the kids to go. But now the question is.... Will they?

Herbie was subconsciously self-sabotaging his relationship with every famous, beautiful, successful girl he's been with. When the relationship seemed to be going well, he'd find one little detail that would be enough reason to break-up. It could be that she's too clingy or too busy, to the trivial ones like having long fingernails or having eyes that are too big or too small. That's because in that tiny little space in his heart he kept a secret. He's got this huge crush on his next-door neighbor for what seems like forever. For ten years they were neighbors, for ten years he was content just stealing glances. Not that he didn't know her. She's his ex-girlfriend's sister! On their tenth year as neighbors, he got elected as President and CEO of a multinational corporation at only 36 years old. He didn't want to move apartments but duty called.