It never crossed Ariane's mind that one day she would have to choose between the love of her life or her beautiful and kind boss, who was starting to mess with her feelings. But that's what happened when she kissed Luciano for the first time, realizing that she could be completely in love with him and Jonathan arrived, with his bags, ready to stay with her for good. She ran away from Jonathan and gave up her entire life in Dreamworld when she went to live with her parents in the countryside. Little did she know that this was not her escape but the place where she would find herself. Two perfect men, one she left out of consideration for her best friend who was in love with him and the other she found on her run and somehow rescued her from all her fears and insecurities. But his heart could no longer be in conflict. He deserved to be left alone and the choice was up to her.
The Dreamworld was not what you could say "the best place in the world" to live. But he was my favorite place in the whole world. If I could choose anywhere, I would choose there. We had things that no amount of money could buy: friendship, complicity, empathy. We all knew each other very well, or at least we thought so, and we always helped each other as much as possible. Of course, some more helpful, others less.
The place consisted of 6 apartments of exactly the same size proportions: 2 not very big bedrooms, living room, small kitchen and a good bathroom. Although I thought it was small, it met my needs well. Maybe it would be better if I didn't have to share it with two friends. But I couldn't even imagine my life without them around every day. Dreamworld had 3 blocks, each with 2 apartments, one above, one below. In the center there was a huge swimming pool, always very clean and inviting. The walls were very high, with the iron gate imitating an old castle railing being the only way to enter. Only the residents had access and each one had a single key. The small ballroom was used regularly, where the owner had beautiful parties, with lots of drink, loud music, good food and fun. The good thing is that in the end, traditionally, pizza meant it was close to time for everyone to go home and move on with their lives, until, of course, the next meeting. There was also a gourmet space, where the best roast beef in the world was prepared, which was usually enjoyed by the pool. And green, very green on all sides, with the most diverse and beautiful foliage, cared for by all of us .
The name Dreamworld, although it left many people confused and at the same time curious, was given by the owner, Gisa, who was an orphan in her teens and invested her inheritance in the construction of the building. It is said that she made a lot more money, but lost it in the hot parties she liked so much, expensive drinks and things like that. So currently what remained was the rents of the 5 apartments, because in one she lived. She was an excellent person, with a huge heart, even to the point of feeling sorry for some people who sometimes didn't pay their rent. In my opinion she was the funniest person in the world. He just didn't care too much about the day after tomorrow. But that in no way interfered with the strong woman she was. Gisa had been studying English for many years and spoke the language fluently. Her dream was to see the world, but her current financial situation wouldn't let her. So it remained for her to stay there, continue studying, in the Dreamworld, the Dream World that she had created. She always proudly said that the condo was designed by an American architect, based on some spaces created in the United States.
When the name was discussed among the locals, we were of the same opinion: Dreamworld was all about us. We were dreamers, in search of our perfect lives. I often thought reality was so far away from us that, although no longer in age, we acted like eternal teenagers. And I don't know if that would ever change. Growing up wasn't easy.
Our lives crossed all the time and I even thought that Gisa chose each resident one by one, with their different personalities so that we could live as if it were in a movie or a soap opera. I just don't know if it would be a novel, a drama or a horror movie... Or maybe all together and mixed up.
Mari was the resident I interacted with the least. Not that I didn't like her, but she was the most reserved. She lived alone. It wasn't pretty, but it was pretty. She had a good job and was always well dressed and perfumed. She was a little mysterious, but there was one thing she didn't hide: her interest in Jonathan, Samantha's ex-boyfriend.
Samantha, my roommate and friend, was the opposite of me and Helena. He didn't care about anything... He just wanted to live each day intensely. Living alone brought out a side of her that we didn't know: that of insecurity and sentimentality. She was still in love with Jonathan. She worked as a realtor. Samantha was one of the most beautiful women I've ever met: brunette, tall, thin, long curly dark hair and greenish-brown eyes. She was extremely careful with her appearance and this earned her praise from both men and women. It could
have everything in life, if it weren't so impulsive and unpredictable. Ah... He didn't listen to our advice either, even though he asked.
Jonathan... What about him? I think he's the kind of man you can't help but admire or sigh as he passes by. According to Gisa, he's wasting time, as he could be a model, actor or something. I don't really know how he feels about Samantha, but I'm sure she suffers a lot for him. We didn't talk much, but he was always very kind to me. In the time he dated Samantha he didn't go to our apartment much, so I didn't have much contact with him. Helena used to say that he was very nice and charismatic, but he wasn't a man to get sentimentally involved with any woman. I blamed him for my friend's suffering, even though I knew deep down he wasn't to blame.
Helena... Ah, there was no better person in the world than her. The friendly shoulder of all hours, the best counselor and without a doubt the best friend anyone could have. I didn't even remember how many years I'd known her. I know we shared lunch in high school and fought over the boys. And we grew up saying we'd move in together when we could. And so we did. Inseparable: that's what they called us. She was engaged to Daniel, Jonathan's roommate. The two had met in Dreamworld.
Daniel was a huge man, with his 1.90 m in height, very well distributed . She was of German origin and her face did not say otherwise. His sky-blue eyes were as beautiful as he was and his frequent kindness. A responsible, honest man who only had eyes for my friend Helena. I never doubted that they were made for each other.
Carlos was also an amazing man. He lived alone, was doing his residency in Medicine at the City Hospital. He was the most recent resident of Dreamworld, but it felt like we'd known him for years. He was very busy, always working, but when he had the opportunity he would join the us, even for a few hours. He didn't hide his admiration for Samantha's beauty from anyone. She, in turn, had no eyes for him, unfortunately, as he was an amazing guy.
I can't forget about Fábio, Gisa's boyfriend. If I liked him... No. I tried to hide it, but I couldn't always. It wasn't a tease, but something about him I didn't like. I didn't have any sincerity at all. He claimed to be from a rich family, however he lived with Gisa without helping in any way financially. From time to time he appeared with some big cars displaying the fortune that I don't even know if it was real. I cared about Gisa's well being and didn't want her to suffer. Fábio was immature, freeloader and I'm almost sure he was a liar. Still, I couldn't intervene without evidence... and I don't think I should either. He was the youngest in age among us: 20 years old.
And finally, Therry, my boyfriend. Beautiful, I can't deny it. He devoted some of his time to toning his muscles at the gym, as if he needed more. Dark, strong, athletic... I'm not even sure how we got involved and got to the point of making our relationship official. I knew the women lived behind him, but I didn't think much of it. How could I care about them if I didn't even care about what we had with each other? I thought he liked me and I thought it would be nice not to be alone for a change. We had problems, like any other couple, but we didn't break up and I'm not sure why. There was no emotional involvement on my part, although I tried very hard. I liked being with him, but I didn't see myself with Therry in the future.
Well, I'm Ariane and everything you've heard so far is from my point of view. I'm a normal woman. I am 22 years old, I am a Psychologist and I work in a company. I like my job, but I don't love it. I like my boyfriend, but I don't love him. I like my life, but I don't love it. I was one of the first residents of Dreamworld. And in this place I would never have imagined living the best years of my life... And also the worst days. There I met true love... And I had to give it up. I want to carry in my mind the best memories I can from there and try to forget the bad ones. The truth is that I will always miss that place, those people and the life I used to lead there.
He is a priest who is venerated and idolized by the town of Machia because he is a descendant of a king who lived there centuries ago. She is the heiress of one of the country's richest and most powerful politicians and lives in a world surrounded by luxury. He is centered, intelligent, creative and lives not only for the faithful who attend his parish, but also gives himself entirely to noble causes. She is spoiled, self-centered, narcissistic and won't accept being contradicted because she has always had everything she wanted. He became a priest through a miracle and believes in God and the power of love and forgiveness. She doesn't believe in God, because when she needed him most, she was abandoned. Both have had a sad and dark past and carry guilt in their consciences. When Danna is sent to Machia as punishment, she defies herself by trying to seduce Father Killian. Killian, on the other hand, sees the young woman as an opportunity for spiritual redemption and decides to guide her steps in the faith. As their intertwined stories unfold, they both face the temptation to succumb to the intense feelings that arise between them. However, a shared dark past threatens to resurface, casting doubt on the fate of their unlikely bond.
Maria Eduarda awakens from a coma of almost a year to discover that she has been abandoned by everyone during this time. Determined to surprise her husband, to whom she dedicated her life, she comes across a shocking revelation: perhaps for years she had been deceived by him and her best friend, one of the people she trusted most. Feeling alone and fragile, she decides to go to a bar to drown her sorrows, thinking that drinking a dose of self-love would be the cure for her broken heart. Willing to take revenge on her husband, Maria Eduarda sleeps with the first man she meets. He just didn't expect that unexpected encounter to change his destiny. After all, was that strange CEO full of secrets and owner of the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen his salvation or his ruin? Would she accept being “the other”, even though she saw how much it hurt? Amidst a web of conspiracies that led to her grandfather's financial and emotional ruin, Maria Eduarda finds herself at an impasse between taking revenge on everyone or taking advantage of the second chance that life gave her and trying to be happy. In a scenario of lies, intrigue and ambitions, she discovers that, even in the midst of chaos, true love and genuine friendship can emerge from the most unlikely situations.
Maria Lua had the life any woman could dream of: beautiful, rich and with a perfect family. But behind the lucky, angel-faced girl hid a rebellious girl, who ran away from her past and aimed to be happy and do whatever she wanted, especially when it came to men. Immersed in the world of CEOs since she was born, her life was always linked to men who wore suits. And it was up to her to take off every piece of clothing that surrounded them, starting with the ties, taking advantage of the beautiful bodies that crossed her path, the owners and heirs of the biggest companies in Noriah Norte. What she didn't expect was to be involved in a major scandal on the day of her engagement, set up by someone inside her own home. Willing to turn things around, since nothing could shake her and all she wanted was to show herself to be a strong woman, Malu didn't expect the second fall, now to destroy her completely. Having to leave her own home, and forced to mature and take responsibility, leaving her life of drinking and one-night stands behind her, she now had to choose which path to take: recovering her fiancé, moving on with her lover or fighting for her true love. What Maria Lua didn't expect was that in the midst of all her doubts, immersed in a world of business, blackmail, theft and unethical behavior, a new man would cross her path. Would he be her redemption? Or would he be willing to destroy her heart completely, as she has done all her life with men? Everything could be uncertain and catastrophic in Maria Lua Casanova's life, except for the men in suits... These were always her temptation.
She was her own person and knew exactly what she wanted. He owned the whole damn thing and thought he could do anything. She had something he wanted but didn't know. He had what she'd always dreamed of, but she had no idea how to achieve it. She lied out of love. He didn't forgive anyone. She hated him from the first time she saw him. He tried to destroy her in every way possible. Bárbara Novaes never imagined that her peaceful life would suddenly turn upside down, when a deathbed request would make her main objective to enter the life of the best-known CEO in the country. Heitor Casanova has never seen a woman as persecuting and insistent as Barbara. But it didn't cross her mind that she didn't want the same thing as everyone else: "him". The bond that united them would force the two to live under the same roof, with a single common goal: to protect what they loved most. Is it possible for mutual anger to turn into love? Would they admit the new feelings that were emerging that they were not able to accept? And would they overcome together all the obstacles that would be created to prevent this relationship from happening??? My first enemies to lovers and CEO together!!! What will it do??? I don't know. Want to find out with me??? Cover: Larissa Mattos
Bruna leads a quiet life, but her unhealthy jealousy and her whims have caused everything to come crashing down on her. Her family, afraid that she could attempt her life again, decide that the best thing to do is to take her away from everything and everyone for a while. Aware that it's the best thing to do, she agrees to spend the summer at the house on a cherished date, in a paradise far from everything. What to know others, she has to wait for the past and think about herself, forget what she expected and don't have to wait... But she didn't expect that place for the real ones. This love could bring you so much joy and sadness at the same time... life itself.
Megan was a normal, straight-laced teenager who never took chances. Losing her virginity to the stranger who ran her over was never in her plans. But that's exactly what happened. One perfect night and she fell head over heels in love with the man she never saw again. But life was not the best with her and, for the sake of her family, she had to marry under pressure, joining the surname of the newest richest in Noriah South, the Millers, to the traditional Collins. But fate wanted her to find in her own home the man she had searched for for years of her life, who populated her most intimate and secret dreams. Could they hide the intense feelings caused by that one night of love? What was behind the Collinses, that mysterious and unscrupulous family? Story with depiction of sex scenes and obscene words, not suitable for children under 18. 🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁 Story with description of sex scenes and obscene words. It is not a hot book with history, but a history with hot. 🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁🍁
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
The night before her engagement, Valerie was tricked by her boyfriend and stepsister into spending the night with a stranger. After the night together, the man vanished. Later, her boyfriend accused her of cheating, revealing his affair with her stepsister. Pressured by her father, Valerie married an unconscious man in place of her stepsister. Valerie exposed the scheme, sabotaged her father's ambitions, and transformed herself. When her husband woke and chased her to the airport, she calmly refused him, saying, "It's over between us." He held her firmly. "You married me, so you must commit."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."