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Spanish Nickname For Boyfriend

Arkhé (Spanish)

… … Arkhé… Una búsqueda interminable, un camino sin meta, un horizonte que no puedes alcanzar sin importar cuánto camines. Para muchos, esta es la definición de la pasión por el conocimiento, el significado de filosofía, pues cada respuesta obtenida es la causa de preguntas de mayor complejidad y profundidad. Para algunos, esta es una búsqueda sin sentido, para otros esto es el objetivo que da sentido a su existencia. Tras una vida de dificultades, una persona, como cualquier otra, mortal y caduco, con su muerte ya sentenciada incluso antes de ser otorgado la vida, como cualquier otro, logró una oportunidad más. Un fiel seguidor del saber, pues conocimiento es poder, mientras que poder es conocimiento. Con esta nueva oportunidad que el mismo tejió en la realidad, avanzará por su camino sin descanso, ni ante montañas, océanos e imperios, no se detendrá, ni ante los cielos, tierra y muerte, no titubeará. Pues el propósito de la vida es aquel que te satisfaga, aquel que te permita irte sin remordimientos. En su caso, un objetivo brillaba, sobre todo, una vida que le divertía seguir: entender la realidad y volverse inmortal. Aunque dos objetivos a ojos de muchos, ambos van de la mano. El omnisciente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para llegar a esa altura, mientras que el omnipotente puede y debe obtener la omnipotencia para ello, al igual que no hay resultado sin causa. Moral, legalidad y relaciones humanas, clasificaciones y disciplinas de la sociedad por las que él dejó de regirse desde hace tiempo, pues como herramientas, solo están allí para ser utilizadas y descartadas una vez pierdan su utilidad. Pero, al fin y al cabo, él es solo un mortal, como cualquier otro… Este es un camino sin futuro alguno, las posibilidades de morir, siendo olvidado con el paso del tiempo, eran iguales que las de cualquier otro mortal que había muerto a sus manos, directa o indirectamente. Sin embargo, ya acabe en su meta inalcanzable, en una muerte épica o en una muerte miserable, ningún remordimiento quedará atrás, pues vivió su vida tal y como la quiso y, verdaderamente, es el camino, la misma vida, lo que da la felicidad… … …
rtrot320 · 12.2K Views

Omegaverse(R18+): For One, For All or For None

Rhonin Winter never planned to get involved. Broke, drowning in debt, and sleeping in his car, he took the job out of desperation. Impregnate three omegas, get paid, get out. Simple, right?  Wrong.  Because the three omegas assigned to him? They’re about to turn his world upside down. _ Orion Veltis: "If you're here to waste my time, leave."  Orion built a multi-billion-dollar empire from the ground up. Cold, untouchable, and completely unbothered by love, he sees relationships as nothing but a liability. But an heir? A legacy? That’s non-negotiable. _ Elian Muro: "I just… I don’t want to be owned." Elian grew up in a golden cage, raised to be the perfect omega. His parents tried to force him into an arranged marriage with a powerful but cruel alpha—so he ran.  Alone, hiding, desperate to escape a future he never wanted. If he has a pup, his family can’t force him to marry.  _ Vail Everette: "Relax, sweetheart. It’s just sex—unless you want it to be more?"  Vail used to be a superstar. Adored. Worshiped. Until a scandal ruined him. Betrayed by his ex, backstabbed by his own industry, he lost everything.  Now? He refuses to crawl back to the world that destroyed him. But if he has a pup? That love will be real. Unconditional. His. _ Rhonin just wanted to pay off his debt and move on. Instead, he’s caught between three extraordinary omegas—each with their own reasons, their own struggles, their own secrets.
anonymousrsky · 8.5K Views

Match Made In Hell: Her Immortal Boyfriend

Hell is much creepier than you think. Forget the flames, the demonized figure, the multitude of the damned. Beneath the underworld's scorched surface, Hell boasted a governance of unholy precision. They reveled in their flawless hirerachy and their arrogance, fuelled by eons of self-admiration, finally boiled over. Crawling forth in their thousands to unleash total annihilation upon their eternal adversary; earth. Era who has seen what it is like to suffer in the hands of the possessed, picked up the reigns of exorcism which was currently regarded as Earth's most thriving business. Exorcism was second to the need of food and water. It was more lucrative than the entertainment industry and heavily influenced by earth's leaders. He was a blend of contradictions; adorable and perlious, captivating and enigmatic. His good looks made him a renowned figure in both realms, while his mastery of stealth earned him a reputation as a cunning and elusive presence. He believed if humans knew the truth, no one would be poor enough to serve the rich. An arranged marriage brought them to be. The need to stop exorcism and the desire to wipe out demons, bringing mankind healing brought them closer and further apart. But what none saw coming was the possibility of a greater evil than Azrael, demonic manifestations, and several lives lost in the name of revealing the truth. |On hold for now and there are future plans for continuation soon|
Peridot_writes · 24.5K Views

For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
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