Latino Stories

This time, I can't help but flinch as touches me and pulls the other strap down .. baring my other shoulder to his eyes. "Anthony, you can't say those things. We ... we're supposed to be best friends." He kisses my shoulder and the words come out weak, unbelievable .. unconvincing even, as they come from my own lips. Anthony stays quiet after what I say, or rather he ignores me, instead using his other hand to play with the skin on my stomach exposed from the top. "I know .." He trails off. I hold my breath in wait, the temporary silence sending my mind spinning at the situation that'd developed. "But I don't know if that's enough for me, B." Anthony moves my hair to side as he says the words endearingly. And then there's another kiss to pair. Although it isn't a simple peck this time. It's an actual kiss, slow and softly pressed into the nape of my neck. Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again. After being burned, both physically and emotionally by her ex-boyfriend Rudy in her senior year of high school, Beatrix's trust in people is low. That is, until she transfers to the esteemed, private Highland University. It's a fresh start to give the girl what she wants most: A shot at normalcy. The plan is simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two. Everything was supposed to start over that year. She'd had high hopes of starting anew and faithfully prepared to blend in to the background. And the day goes well. Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro. After a slight misunderstanding, Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 20 year old football player. One that slowly helps her regain the confidence she'd long lost before.

Maracaibo, 1866. El sol no tiene piedad en estas calles, pero nosotros tampoco la pedimos. Me llaman Lucero, la "Estrella de la Mañana". Para los señores de levita y las damas que nos desprecian desde sus balcones de hierro, soy un incendio que amenaza su paz. Pero para el pueblo que suda conmigo en la polvareda, soy el rayo que acompaña al trueno. Mi cuerpo no obedece a leyes, solo al ritmo que me dicta el cuero y a la cinta roja que vuela en mi cabello como una bandera de guerra. Dicen que el chimbángele es pecado, pero no saben que es nuestra única forma de ser libres. A mi lado, marcando el pulso de la tierra, está Aparicio. Él es el Recio Vasallo, un hombre de hombros de ébano y manos de gigante que hace hablar a la madera. Cuando él golpea su tambor, Maracaibo entera tiembla. No toca para el santo, toca para mí; cada redoble es un juramento de sangre que me dice que, mientras él respire, nadie podrá apagar mi luz. Pero el orden de los poderosos tiene bayonetas. Don Valeriano y la élite aristocrática han jurado silenciar los tambores y encadenar mi danza. No soportan que el amor de un vasallo y su mujer sea más fuerte que sus leyes de acero. Esta es nuestra historia. Una epopeya de sudor, música y rebelión bajo el sol de 1866. Porque en esta tierra, cuando el tambor suena y yo empiezo a girar, el mundo entero comprende una sola verdad: que yo soy, por encima de todo, la mujer del recio vasallo.

Freshly graduated criminal, Dakota, is ready to rise to the top, but when a certain man disrupts her plans, her future is in jeopardy. ©️ 2026 SUP3NOVA

Bad Bunny.

So, I fell in love in. Too bad it ended in heartbreak. To make matters worse, I have an Incubus after me. Yeah, you heard me, an Incubus. What, did you think humans were the only beings to occupy this planet? Vampires, werewolves, mermaids, fairies, goblins (just to name a few) they're all real. And of all the spirits that exist I get an Incubus, love demons whose sole purpose in life is to eat human hearts. Not literally. When I say heart I mean magic. And one has chosen me as the object of his affections. Why? Because I'm a mage, you know, a practitioner of magic. Prey like me can keep an Incubus fed for years. So, how do I avoid falling in love with one and have my heart eaten? I have one of four choices. Resist for the rest of my life (Incubuses can and will wait for the entire lifespan of their human meal, so that's not an option). Make him fall in love with me (an impossibility). Fall in love with someone else (easier said than done). Or, if I wanna be a loser, give in and fall in love with my Incubus admirer (not going to happen). I hate my life right now.

❪ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 ❫ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ on hold! in which jae and oscar experience 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 after he's released from prison.

As girls growing up we were told that a complete woman is one in a happy home a husband in it with adorable children, but why do I want something different for myself?..why do I feel like my worth doesn't end there or it should never have started there in the first place.

Aliana always loved dance. Latin music, in particular, set her soul and body ablaze with an unabashed fire she never knew how to cool. Merengue, reggaeton, salsa, you name it; all brimming with a cultural significance she has tried to rediscover due to the absence of her mother in her life who connected her to those things. But one genre of note had her teetering on the edge of a self-satisfaction she had never known and craved wholeheartedly. Bachata. There was nothing like it. Truly. The sensual, caressing melodies and movement always struck a cord with her, whilst also reminding her of a constant loneliness she had...as well as one she didn't yet understand. This turned into spending hours at a time trying to emulate her favourite dancers, known professionally as "Ataca Y La Alemana". And even further, she went in search of her first official dance class, not at all aware of what she was dancing into or who she was dancing towards... ********************************************* "W-wait a minute! What do you mean I have to take her place?!" Aliana was on the verge of yet another panic attack. This was not something she thought she had to think about in the near future, let alone the present time. "Xiomara ruptured her achilles and Danté requested you especially as you've been a rising star in classes for these past few months!" Gloria damn near squealed at the news, whilst Aliana froze at the fact she was personally requested...especially by him. * *Disclaimer - the music and pictures shown are not owned by me unless stated otherwise in a the particular chapter. This story and all the characters are owned by me, so no plagiarism please*

Forced to face his demons, Charley ventures to cure his severe anxiety for the healing of his girlfriends beloved dog, Charlie. Who also suffers from anxiety and memory loss. We see through Charlie's eyes the scope of humanity and depravity that humans battle throughout their lives. Through Charley's adventure he discovers the beauty of life and the importance of pain and the relief of joy.

Dolores Madrigal x Reader Oneshots! Encanto is by Disney, NOT me!!

I notice I boy in class staring multiple times and i don't know if I'm taking the signs correctly or not *NAMES USED ARE FAKE*

To think it all started at a history class...

a small little boy from a little town dream about becoming a Matador where the matador is completely forbidden from his hometown and miraculously becoming one thanks to his pure of heart

a book containing very attractive people.

"Rowan Huxley is too hot for his own damn good." "Well you got one thing right." *** Calliope Browne has never experienced life outside of her private little bubble. School, work, friends, home. That was it. That was her life. Rowan Huxley was made to protect. Protect his mother who was still struggling with the loss of a husband. To protect his siblings. Hard, cold and ruthless. Those were the only words in his vocabulary. When Calliope and Rowan meet, it's like fire meeting ice. Both wanting to be dominant and superior to the other. Complete opposites who hate each other with a passion. But opposites attract, don't they? *** "His golden arms trap me into the bookshelf as he unknowingly melts me with his eyes." "I can barely even register if I'm still breathing or not." ***

When a high school athlete keeps looking at you in class what could happen?

The exact same story (but much better) has been moved to a diffrrent book called "TROUBLED KIDS || MALFOY" To accsess it you can click on my account OR look it up!! Thank you for your patience ! Please do give it a look especially if you're looking for a percy x draco book! i know that there are not enough of them to go around ;(

Soy tica y amo a mi país así como a CentroAmérica . No soy Buena escribiendo pero estoy lo hago de. Corazón . Latino América no tiene participación en Hetalia. Busco representar a estos países en su gran mayoría. Me baso en el vídeo que se subirá como primera parte. Mientras aprendo los nombres humanos de estos países pondré los nombres del pais. Costa Rica 🇨🇷 tendrá mucha participación ya que soy tica y conozco mi tierra. Costa Rica será la narradora. No me pertenecen hetalia o el vídeo

I have a dream... That one day on the green slopes on Hollywood, the amazing and diverse talent we have will have the opportunity to shine in a variety of roles worthy of them... Until then, this dream will live on the pages of this story!!

Coming of age story.