(Hay una escasez de historias ENF en español, lo cual es una vergüenza (jajaja) porque es una lengua muy sensual. Ya he escribido algunas de estas historias en otros lugares en este sitio, pero esas historias están muertas. Espero que lo mismo no pase aquí, pero pretendo escibir muchos capítulos y tener mucho desarrollo. El español no es mi lengua materna, a...
Aclaraciones: 1Yo soy nuevo en crear esta historia y más en este sitio, por eso téngame paciencia 2.Si otro autores quiere traducirlo está historias pueden solo digan de donde vino, donde salió esa historia, incluso pueden inspirarse de esta historia 3.Pueden aportar sus historias si quierenWhat's next? Naruto Hokage...
—¡Joder, tío! ¡Qué alegría! —dice Jorge dándote una palmada que casi te cambia los omóplatos de lado— ¿Cuánto tiempo hacía? ¡Vaya casualidad! —Tres años, si no recuerdo mal. —dices saludando a al viejo amigo de la facultad y haciendo un señal a la camarera para que te traiga un par de cervezas. Puri se acerca a vosotros y se inclina provocativamente para ser...
El cálido sol de mediodía brillaba en el tranquilo parque de la ciudad, un oasis de tranquilidad en medio del ajetreo de la vida urbana. El césped recién cortado exhalaba un aroma fresco, y los árboles extendían sus ramas, ofreciendo una bienvenida sombra a los pocos transeúntes que disfrutaran de su almuerzo al aire libre. Entre ellos se encontró a Laura, u...
Chapter 1 Disheartened by his errant wife's lack of attention and in order to keep her occupied, other than with the help, Mr McDonald purchased a quaint little farm out in the countryside that was going to be Mrs McDonald's pet project. The farm needed a lot of work, there were buildings that needed renovating, fields that needed ploughing and a couple of...
At the sound of the doorbell, Celeste looked at her Metiers watch, smiled and rose from the poolside lounge chair. It wasn't often she had to answer the door herself, but her husband was, wherever his high priced job had taken him. Fucking whomever. And Rosalie had taken the children to school in the Bentley, and had a nice long list of things to pick up...
Author's note: this is based on an old Romani legend my grandmother use to tell me when my parents weren't around. * * * Che un sogno sono stati i miei musica. "What a dream my music was." I. The celebrated Armenian cellist, Tsovinar, was rambling adventitiously about the city, on a bright, chill afternoon in late October. She was to perform, once agai...
© Copyright 2007 Chapter 4—Our Little Pleasures The next day Gloria rose early as Juana expected. It was Friday, workout day. Her private trainer would be there in an hour. Gloria liked to have breakfast and stretch first. "Una toronga para la Señora," Juana chanted as she set the sectioned half-grapefruit in front of her mistress. "Dee toast weel be read...
Chapter 1 Dr. James T. Calhoun was a physicist. He was probably the brightest of the Scientists that worked at Los Alamos. His insight and under- standing of nuclear fission was a key to the mission of the group of scientists from all over the country. He was a likable man, but not always easy to get along with, because he wouldn't abide those lacking his g...
Vanessa woke up with a start. The light coming through the window indicated a new day had arrived. She turned over and saw Raul's naked back, his leg over Alicia's. She had spent the night away from her husband! And she had spent it with two strangers! 'Oh God!' she thought, 'What am I going to tell Robert? Is he going to be freaked out? The night before he...