Hāetür is immeasurable, plenty of stories could happen, some of those stories do not need a beginning and will not have the ending that you want, but those are there and sometimes what we do can have a bigger impact than we actually think.
The dinner was delightful, I have no recollection of something as spectacular as this dinner, 'I should come more often' was the thought that clouded my mind. But, for now it does not really matter anymore. I still have the piece of paper in my pocket, is folded in four. My belly hurts a little bit, is tight against my pants. I decided to let myself go and unbutton the old trousers, suddenly my phone rang, it was my mother. She asked me if I wanted to visit her the next day. 'We can do it right now' I reply. I could hear her smile over the phone.
It has been years since the last time we gather together, last time we were sitting on a park, and I told her she was an annoying human being. I did not mean that, I was just frustrated because I had a dreadful day that day. I really love my mother, sometimes I am just a jerk.
I drove as fast as I could to get there, I have to say that I passed some red lights, I did not care, probably the intervention of some cops could make this day way better, then I thought in those six words and a number in that piece of paper. With that in mind, I wanted to enjoy this day at its fullest. When I got into my mother house she was wearing and old coat to cover her pajamas, I felt bad, she was already sleeping, but it was now or never. I hugged her, so tight, so tender. I thought for a second that I was three years old again. I looked at her into her eyes, I wanted to cry but that will drive her crazy and she will start asking a lot of question, I do not want to waste time. I asked for her forgiveness, she did not understand what I was saying, as any other mother on the planet she feels that she has nothing to forgive, that endless mother love, something that we still cannot understand, verily to be told I suppose to understand it, I am a mother of two, but let's face the truth. I am the worst mother ever.
I abandoned my children long ago, one with my parents and the other one with her father. Mom asked me if I wanted to see my kid, I agreed to that. entering the house all those memories came back to me. My childhood, the pranks with my friends, my disobedience that at some point headed me to my first child. I walk fast towards my first-born, she was there, sleeping, utterly ignorant of my presence. I cried and my mother asked me for the reason. "He is alive and probably after me." I replied. "But he died five years ago." she added. I explained to her that I did not have enough time, I gave her the paper, she was shocked. I told her that was not his handwriting, it was someone else's. I took the paper and without saying anything else I left home. I did not want to ride my car anymore; the mere idea scare the hell out of me. Walking down the streets I started calling those who I consider important to me, I wanted so desperate to find help. "He is alive and hunting me." was the sentence rumbling in my head, over an over again, it could not be, I saw the picture of his corpse, the medical file. Later back then, I knew the hospital lost his body, but even if he is alive. Why now? He had all the time, all these years to approach me. I could not help but wonder. "If this because I am free and successful now? Is his revenge?"
Nobody answered the phone, my beg for mercy and help was useless. I started to panic with the idea of him staring at me walking alone in the middle of the night, I threw my phone away and I ran back home, at this moment I did not care if someone could rape me or kill me, whatsoever, any possible fatal destiny could be better than falling into his hand, his non-death hands.
After a couple of blocks I realized how stupid this whole matter was, people never came back from the death, if his lifeless miserable body was stole from the hospital where he died, he probably deserve it, he was an evil man and destiny was not done with him, I regret tossing my phone away, did not matter, I have the money to get a new one and I was near home, I could get a new device and with my job, recover that money in less than a day. I was finally putting myself together and it was at that moment that I saw it, the most beautiful black owl I could ever imagine. Its feathers were so dark that it seemed that it carried the night with it wherever it went, and its blue eyes, so blue that they resembled flashing lightning embedded in them. It was beautiful beyond words and not at all subtle nocturnal darkness of its anatomy.
The bird was staring at me, so deeply, so intense, it felt like it was scanning my soul and judging me, I did not like that.
As soon as I get home, I turned on the lights, pink a purple light enlightened my flat, the white walls make the place look bigger, I love my life style and I am pretty sure it would be impossible to get all I have now next to him, a body-size mirror reminded me who I was, a sexy woman on the peak of his sexiness, an incredible body, blue steel eyes, long, curly blonde hair, every man's dream. "Fuck you, miserable liar" I yelled. "I hope you burn in hell"
I took off my jacket, a long white jacket with furry decoration on the hood. I notice how noisy my heels could be when I walk, I did not care for my neighbors. I walk to my study and turn on my computer. <
I went out of the flat, I did my best to run but one of the heels just broke off, I took of the shoes and started to run barefooted, I was so scared that I did not feel any pain, my mind was telling me not to use the elevator, so I used the emergency stairs, when I went down two floors, I notice another big graffiti on the walls. <
I am sure now, is not him; maybe one of his crazy friends who already insulted me in the past, but what the hell means one of the four?
It was almost two in the morning, the street and park in front of my building was empty, not even a single soul. The owl was there. It flew away and I am quite sure I am crazy or just hallucinating but the bird just vanish on a thin air.
I kept running but my body was getting tired, I felt on my knees, and I started to cry. I wanted to yell his name but, suddenly I realized. I do not remember his name anymore. I heard footsteps approaching me. Too scared to look back I was. Some heavy boots, I man, a woman. Not sure, but it was the only person besides me, and it was walking toward me. "I am sorry" I heard me saying "If I turned him, nothing would change if you kill me."
The person behind me touched my pate as letting me know that he or she understood what I was saying, but even though. My fate was sealed.
Swiftly I opened my eyes and the only thing I could see was the fathomless darkness of the night, I took a deep breath while my lips were trembling.
The last thing I heard was the barrel of a gun.
Un hombre al verse atrapado por las malas decisiones tomadas a lo largo de su vida decide quitarse la vida, sin embargo, esta muy lejos de acabar con todo lo que ha hecho y ahora deberá enfrentarse a sus miedos, recuerdos y demonios mas profundos para escapar del mal que él mismo se ha acarreado
Rhonda era una chica que amaba demaisado. Después de que su novio de varios años perdiera su trabajo, ella no dudó en apoyarlo económicamente. Incluso lo mimó, para que no se sintiera deprimido. ¿Y qué hizo él para devolverle el favor? ¡Engañó a Rhonda con su mejor amiga! Ella estaba tan devastada. Para hacer que su ex infiel pague, aprovechó la oportunidad para casarse con un hombre que nunca ha conocido. Eliam, su esposo, era un hombre tradicional. Él le dijo que él sería responsable de todas las facturas de la casa y que ella no tendría que preocuparse por nada. Rhonda se rio de él y concluyó que era uno de esos hombres a los que les gusta presumir de su habilidad. Pensó que su vida de casada sería un infierno. Al contrario, Eliam resultó ser un esposo cariñoso, comprensivo y hasta un poco pegajoso. Él la animó a ascender en la escala profesional. Además, la ayudaba con las tareas del hogar y le daba carta blanca para decorar su hogar. No pasó mucho tiempo antes de que comenzaran a apoyarse mutuamente como un verdadero equipo. Eliam sabía cómo resolver los problemas de la vida. Nunca dejaba de acudir en ayuda de Rhonda cada vez que ella estaba en un aprieto. A primera vista, parecía un hombre común, por lo que Rhonda no pudo evitar preguntarle cómo podía poseer tantos conocimientos acerca de diferentes áreas. Pero Eliam siempre ha logrado esquivar esta pregunta. En un abrir y cerrar de ojos, Rhonda alcanzó la cima de su carrera gracias a la ayuda de su esposo. La vida les iba bien hasta que un día, Rhonda encontró una revista de negocios global. ¡El hombre de la portada se parecía exactamente a su marido! ¡Qué significaba eso! ¿Eran gemelos? ¿O le estaba ocultando un gran secreto todo este tiempo?
Mi nombre es Alicia, y solo tres palabras han podido definirme durante toda mi vida: adicta al placer. Sí, soy una jodida ninfómana y no temo a decirlo. He vivido cientos de aventuras y he cumplido todas y cada una de mis fantasías más retorcidas, esas que nadie se atrevería a contar en voz alta. Nadie excepto yo. ¿Te atreves a descubrirlas? Eso sí, te advierto que necesitarás dos cosas: lo primero, una mente muy abierta y, lo segundo, un par de bragas limpias...
Él, con una actitud arrogante que cree que ha nacido para que complazcan todas sus exigencias. Que no le importa pisotear la dignidad de ninguna otra persona con tal de obtener lo que desea y pretende que lo traten como un Dios, se encuentra con la horma de su zapato. Ella, estudiante de abogacía y que odia a los hombres con una personalidad como la de él, tiene la mala suerte de caer en su estudio para realizar sus pasantías y desde el primer minuto se odiaron. Pero dicen que del odio al amor hay un solo paso y estos dos, dieron mucho más que uno. Ana, sin saberlo, se convertirá en su objeto de deseo y se verá envuelta en su apariencia depredadora que logrará obnubilarla y poner a disposición su voluntad logrando arrodillarse a sus pies. “Deseo, pido y obtengo” una frase que define a este hombre.
—Toma esto y vete. Ella recogió el trozo de papel que le arrojó sin contemplaciones a la cara. Su corazón se hundió aún más a sus pies. —¿Estás rompiendo conmigo? ¿Qué hice? —ella cuestionó, su voz se elevó. —Nos hemos divertido. ¿No es dinero lo que querías? Fuiste demasiado rápida para abrir las piernas, así que supuse que era el dinero lo que buscabas. Su respuesta la dejó sin palabras. El dolor que la recorrió con sus palabras se sintió como si alguien le hubiera cortado brutalmente el corazón con un cuchillo sin filo. Ella lo amó incondicionalmente, sin esperar nada a cambio, pero se dio cuenta de que su amor no era correspondido. Sin embargo, la vida le tenía preparada una sorpresa aún mayor: su madre fue diagnosticada con cáncer y necesitaba una operación urgente. Para colmo, descubrió que estaba embarazada. Pero, ¿qué sucede cuando, cinco años después, él reaparece en su vida y descubre que es padre de tres hijos?
Evelin Rossi, una joven cansada de las citas a ciegas impuestas por su padre, decide tomar las riendas de su vida y buscar una solución drástica: casarse con un desconocido. Por otro lado, Gabriel de Alessi, un empresario desesperado por salvar la empresa familiar, se ve obligado a contraer matrimonio para poder heredar. Ambos se ven envueltos en una trama llena de misterios y secretos cuando descubren que sus vidas están entrelazadas con la familia de la mafia italiana Los Garibaldi, amigos cercanos del padre de Evelin. A medida que luchan por mantener su farsa matrimonial y enfrentan peligrosas situaciones, Evelin y Gabriel se verán obligados a confiar y apoyarse mutuamente. La novela destaca por la lealtad entre las familias y amistades, quienes están dispuestos a protegerse y amarse incondicionalmente. A medida que se adentran en un mundo lleno de acción y romance, Evelin y Gabriel descubren que su matrimonio de conveniencia puede convertirse en algo más profundo y verdadero. En "Mi desconocido esposo", los protagonistas deberán enfrentar sus propios demonios y superar los obstáculos que se interponen en su camino hacia la felicidad. Con giros inesperados, intrigas y una pasión arrolladora, esta historia de amor y misterio mantendrá a los lectores cautivados hasta el último capítulo.
Después de tres años de matrimonio sin amor, la traición de Neil hirió profundamente a Katelyn. Ella no perdió tiempo y rápidamente se deshizo de ese canalla. Tras el divorcio, se dedicó a su carrera profesional. Alcanzó la fama como diseñadora, doctora y hacker brillante, y se convirtió en un icono venerado. Neil, consciente de su grave error, intentó en vano reconquistarla, solo para presenciar su magnífica boda con otro. Mientras sus votos se retransmitían en la mayor valla publicitaria del mundo, Vincent deslizó un anillo en el dedo de Katelyn y declaró: "Katelyn es ahora mi esposa, un tesoro de valor incalculable. Que todos los que la codicien tengan cuidado".