Novelas y relatos de La Vida De Los Otros

On the day Dad made me draw lots to choose a wife, I was about to draw a number when comments started flashing past. [Don't do it! The whole thing is rigged. You’ll only end up married to a hideous woman and be stuck in a cold, heartless marriage alliance with the Wests!] [You’ll end up the target of enemies of the West family even before you marry their daughter. You’ll fall into their devious trap and get burned to ashes in a fire!] [Your childhood sweetheart Mindy Sullivan has a bark that’s worse than her bite. Her disdain and disregard is just a farce. She really loves you. Marrying her is the right move!] My hand froze in midair. I told my dad that I wanted to marry Mindy. On my

I tried to look over it, to read it for myself, but Death only pulled the scroll closer to himself, as he rolled it back up. "A kingdom known as Remmadon Kingdom. You wouldn't happen to know what all of this about, now would you?" he asked, and my face paled. "He's starting?" I whispered, getting up from my seat. Death must understand what I'm hinting at, because he snaps his fingers, and copies of himself surround us in a circle. He speaks in a strange language, nothing I've ever heard before, and his copies nod, disappearing into bits. "I have to go." I tell Death, and I get up, running away from there.

Leonardo Pov Seeing my figlia (daughter) for the first time in mine and her life was the single best and saddest moment of my life. The moment I saw her I knew she was mine, my figlia I didn't need the DNA test I hadn't seen it anyway. She was so small and scared, curled up like an injured uncellino (baby bird) my heart broke for her and my rage boiled because of what fucker did to her. I wanted to approach her and hug her tight in my arms. I couldn't though because she was so scared even when I made a single step she flinched and watched my every move. I hated that she was so on guard but I understood and moved with caution.

"Go now. In your next life, you will be born into a loving, ordinary family, with loving parents, a healthy body, and a peaceful and happy life." I turned back, taking one last look at the world full of scars and entanglements. The small sunflower windmill in front of my tombstone spun tirelessly in the wind. In the distance, Timothy's foundation allocated its first grant to help a female awake her wolf. My spirit lived on forever in another form now. I smiled with relief, turned around, and plunged into that warm light without looking back. Goodbye, Timothy Russell. Goodbye to the six years I spent loving you.

Brooklyn asked. Turning away from Kendall, he said, “It’s a short piece about a man looking back on his life as he is dying.” “Wow, that sounds interesting,” Addy said. “I think it sounds a bit depressing,” Shea said, frowning. Brooklyn nudged her and said, “I think that sounds fascinating. I can’t wait to see it.” “I’ll have to let you know when the festival is and get you some tickets if you’d like to see it,” he offered.

When my senses slowly returned, I noticed a small stream of blood was trickling out of my ear. "You killed my mother!" she screamed raspily. "What did you say to her? Why was she overstimulated? The kidney transplant was a success! She could have lived a few more years. She hadn't even seen her grandchild yet!" A heartbroken Henry wiped Josephine's tears away. "Amnesia isn't a reason for you to kill Delilah. If you don't like me, then come at me. Why take it out on her?" I clutched my right ear, but the blood kept trickling through the cracks between my fingers. "I didn't say anything."

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ” “ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ”

She had traversed the boundaries between life and the unknown, returning from a place where whispers of mortality dared to tread. Antonio's mind swirled with a maelstrom of emotions, a storm of relief and astonishment that pulled him deeper into the gravity of the moment. The ordinary act of her pulse echoing through the machine was transformed into an extraordinary affirmation of life's resilience. Olga had emerged from the abyss, her spirit refusing to be extinguished.

Ayesha is not a liar. "Fvck Ayesha. Fvck,” I muttered a curse and processed everything all together. That's why I woke up next to him. "ANDREI Villa Cruz, your fiancé Ms. Monasterio." My jaw dropped as I stared at him. He's my freaking fiancé? "C-cassandra M-monasterio," I barely manage to say then handed my hand. I don't know if I was just imagining it or I really saw him smile. I felt like this is the most embarrassing event of my entire life.