Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

From The Heart Naruto

ECHO'S OF THE HEART

ECHOE'S OF THE HEART" a captivating romance thriller that explores several themes. It depicts the life of Wendy, a successful event planner in Dubai, navigates mysterious memories that are not apprehendable. Her life intertwines when she meets Bryan, a decorated U.S. Naval officer and Dubai's representative in the international horse riding competition. As they explore Dubai's luxury and mystic, they uncover secrets, heart-rising encounters, and soul-deforming and transforming incidents. Will these deforming and transforming incidents make them stronger or separate them? Will they navigate through all odds, or will the speedmeter of life trials separate them? Theme of Erotic Romance: 'He moaned my name and say "ouuuuuuu Wendy I'm cuming!!!" he released his sperm on my face. Then I licked it because I thought I found love; then my eyes were becoming clearer from the intoxication. He sucked my nipple and fiddled the other. I moaned and shouted his name "Staceyyyyyyyyy, suck me harder. Bite my nipple babby" finger me until I come. He fucked me for five...' Theme of war and consequence: 'The mission had gone terribly wrong, and I couldn't process the loss. Scofield's words cut deep: "I thought about my family; what would they say about me, he is in a place where he isn't supposed to be, he died in a cause of something he knew nothing about...' Theme of Human Trafficking: "My name is Nnena, and I'm a Nigerian. My father sold me off for prostitution telling me I was coming to work in Dubai as..." Theme of Tragedy: Suddenly, another RPG blast shook us. "Incoming!" someone yelled. "Gboooooooooom..." Theme of poverty: Upon arrival, a luxury car picked us up. We drove through Bamako's dusty streets, witnessing poverty... Theme of Philanthropist: After the wedding, I decided to use some of my earnings to make a positive impact on Bamako. "You have shown us that true leadership is not about seeking power or worship, but about serving others and making a positive difference in... The village elders added, "Your efforts have brought hope and prosperity to... Theme of Rape: "Later, I was told she was a victim of rape by my biological father, so I'm a child of rape... "I was raped by the junior brother of the woman whose child I taught for free... Theme of sport and Adventure: You've been chosen to represent Dubai in the upcoming International Horse Race... Theme of Dehumanization: " even when I am on my period she do put cotton wool inside my vagina to block the blood. The men having sex with us won't... Theme of Female trafficking: The agents in Cotonou lies to the Embassy that we are going to study and they will tell us what to say. But in actual sence they are sending us to... Theme of Divine intervention: "D" lingered, making me think of Davido, the renowned Nigerian Afrobeat musician. Suddenly, my phone beeped with an incoming call and I picked: "Unknown Number: Yo! Whatup my nigga ? this is Davido speaking..."
MD_MERCURIAL17_07 · 740 Views

When The Heart Remembers

What if two people entered your life... One makes your heart race, as if your souls have known each other for a thousand years. The other walks silently by your side, shielding you from the storm, never saying much, but never once leaving. …Then who is the one that truly loves you? In hazy dreams beneath the moonlight and rustling bamboo, Bach Lan sees herself running through a sea of fire and hears someone call her by a name long forgotten by time: “Little Bach.” A voice so familiar, gentle, and distant, as if from a past life. Yet when she wakes, that gaze, that feeling, still makes her heart tremble. In the present, she is just an ordinary girl starting a new job, living a quiet life in the city. But since the day she met those two men, her inner world began to crack. One is warm and gentle. The other, distant and cold, but silently protective. Memories she never lived. Emotions she never named. And truths long buried in the spiral of reincarnation... Love, resentment, and fate are they born from the heart’s will, or simply the wheel of destiny turning once more? A story woven between reality and dreams. A love that transcends time itself, just to discover: Who is the one that truly awakens your heart? Copyright Notice: The work “When the Heart Remembers” (Nhất Dạ Chiêu Tâm) is the original creation of me – Zieny. This story was originally written in Vietnamese. This English version was translated with the help of AI and carefully reviewed by the author. All translations, including the English version, have been made by me or under my direct permission, with the intention of reaching a wider international audience. Please do not copy, repost, or use any part of this work in any form without my written consent. If you enjoy light-hearted, humorous romance with a handsome professor and an irresistibly cute student, feel free to check out my other story: “My Professor, My Husband.” I’d be so happy to have you join me on both journeys! ❤️
Zieny189 · 5.5K Views

The prince's heart

The palace gardens were a tapestry of silver under the full moon, their roses glowing faintly as Alaric paced the stone path. His heart raced, not from the day’s endless duties but from the thought of Elara. She’d agreed to meet him here, despite her hesitations, and the weight of what he wanted to say pressed against his chest. Elara emerged from the shadows, her simple dress a stark contrast to the opulence around them. Her eyes, bright and wary, met his. “You shouldn’t be here, Your Highness,” she whispered, glancing at the darkened windows of the palace. “If we’re seen—” “I don’t care,” Alaric said, stepping closer. “Elara, I can’t keep pretending. Every moment I’m with you, I feel alive. Not a prince, not a pawn—just me.” Her breath caught, and she shook her head. “You’re not just a man, Alaric. You’re the crown prince. Your world is up there”—she gestured toward the palace—“and mine is below it. We can’t change that.” “We can,” he insisted, his voice low but fierce. “I love you, Elara. I’ve tried to fight it, to honor my vows, my kingdom—but I can’t. I won’t.” Tears glistened in her eyes. “You don’t understand what you’re asking. If I let myself love you, I’ll lose everything—my safety, my place here. And you… you could lose your throne.” “Then let me lose it,” he said, taking her hands. Her fingers trembled in his, warm despite the night’s chill. “You’re worth more than any crown.” She pulled away, her voice breaking. “Don’t say that. You’re meant to lead Eldoria. I won’t be the reason you fall.” Before he could respond, she turned and fled into the darkness, leaving him alone with the roses and the ache in his heart.
Kha_Dee_Jarh · 8.7K Views
Related Topics
More