Uliana Pas

I ran away from home to leave behind the pain, danger, and betrayal. Here, in Spain, I tried to build a new life—a peaceful one, without the shadows of the past. The camera in my hands became my salvation. But fate decided otherwise. It brought me back together with the man I hated and swore to stay away from. His presence destroys everything I have worked so hard to build. He is dangerous, cold, and overly confident. But every time our paths cross, I catch myself feeling my heart beat faster. And I no longer understand — is it fear or something else entirely?

I fade on the threshold of the living room, my feet grew to the floor. The glass from the broken vase was scattered on the parquet, small fragments sparkle in the light of the morning sun - so contrasting, so wrong. The power has lowered shoulders. Hands shake. He stands, staring at the place on the wall where a second ago was a vase, and breathes hard, torn as after running. I take a step forward, unconsciously. He hears me and suddenly rotates. Our views meet, and I understand: now he is fighting with himself. And I am very sorry. - I want you to hear nothing well, - says cold. - But ... - Miro, this is not a request - his look cuts me into pieces. I remember what Vlad was yesterday. As he kissed me. As he smiled. Now a completely different person in front of me. Broken, wounded and slig

"I don't know what my father told you, but I'm doing just fine without a personal chef. I glance over at the pizza boxes in the corner of the room. “Yeah, I see that.” “That's none of your business,” he says, angry. I need a job, and you obviously need to eat healthy." - Healthy? I'm on a healthy diet, thank you. - Oh, really?" I point to the bottle of cola next to the couch. He rolls his eyes, walks past me into the kitchen and opens the fridge. - See? I have food! I peek inside. A pack of protein bars, some yogurt, sauces, a can of beer. I look at him, then back at the fridge. “Are you kidding?” I snort. He grabs one of the bars and opens it, taking a bite. “That's a full meal,” he says with a full mouth.

When life tripped you up at every turn, you want to be a completely different person for one night. To forget about all the problems and become an ordinary girl. That's when a friend comes along with an incredible offer to visit the most expensive club in town. The main thing is to change beyond recognition and open up to new sensations. But I didn't expect that this evening would turn my already fun life upside down. After all, I should stay as far away from this stranger as possible, but my body thinks quite differently. I'll think about the consequences tomorrow!

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks and takes a step back. “Because you're my last hope,” I say calmly, even too calmly. “Excuse me?” Her voice becomes sharp. “We have to convince the whole world that I've been in a serious relationship for a long time.” “And you want me to...” “Yes,” I interrupt her, “play my girlfriend.” She blinks, as if she can't believe what she's heard. Arsen puts his hand to his face, as if he wants to wake up from this madness. And only I, inspired by my own idea, smile like an idiot. “You're crazy,” Olesya whispers. “I'm not going to play your girlfriend.” “It's a stupid plan,” adds Arsen. “Olesya can't stand you, and here you have to play love.” “Maybe,” I reply and look at the confused girl with interest. “But I know you well. You won't leave me

Just when I think things are about to calm down, my brother pulls me back into his world. A world where gunshots ring out more often than words of love. A world where every step is a risk to life. Where the truth must be hidden even from those closest to you. And just when it seems to me that everything is slowly changing for the better, those whom I so carefully left in the past reappear. The man who once broke my heart, and my brother, who tries to protect me without realizing that he himself is my greatest threat.

First love is not always sweet. Especially if the person you gave your heart to broke it so cruelly. And even when a little time passes and we meet again, nothing changes. He continues to hate me, and I don't understand why. A terrible secret of the past that divided our fates into two parts. Will I be able to solve it? And when the truth is revealed, how will I feel? Relief? Or even more pain...? Now I understand you, Dan...

Finding your one true love is probably the best thing that can happen in life. When your body goes tingly and your breath takes away. When wings grow behind your back and you can fly. All of this is great, of course, but it's not what matters in life. The main thing is to be able to hold on to what fate gives us. For me, it gave me you... My first and only love, which became an incentive for life and action. You taught me to believe in myself and gave me an ocean of happy moments. You gave me hope for a happy future together. But can we resist the pressure of those who are against our relationship? Will we learn what people acquire over the years? The ability to trust each other... I don't know...

I have always dreamed of singing. I took part in competitions, but never managed to become famous. When I was invited to America to become a member of a famous band, I realized that I shouldn't miss this chance. But what would happen to me in a place where completely different rules apply? My path to recognition will not be easy, and I will realize this as soon as I cross the threshold of my new home. A new life, new friends, and a lot of people who will be against me. I promised myself not to give up, because I still have to light my own star. There is only one thing... I will be singing in a boy band, and its frontman will become my worst enemy.

When a person sets a goal, they don't see any obstacles. So did I, stubbornly pursuing my goal. But when I finally realized what I had done, there was nowhere to go. Propose marriage to the first person you meet? Yes, easily! It's just a four-month contract with mutual benefits. That's what I thought until feelings intervened in our purely business relationship. That's when everything went wrong, and our plan failed miserably.

The first time I heard your voice, I fell in love... with it. I dreamed about him at night and never left my thoughts. It's a pity that a guy like you is not deprived of female attention and will never look at me the way I would like. But everything will change when we start working closely together. I will get to know you better, and you will realize how deep my soul is. This will be my first true love. I won't be able to live without you and your voice. And you will say that I am your inspiration. We will plunge into these feelings headlong. We will breathe them... Our story must have a happy ending... But will it be? And how many trials will we have to go through to stay together in the end?

Open the door. I want to get out!“ I say. ”No!“ he says. ”Alex, I want to get out! Open the door, please!“ I repeat. ”Son, it won't help you," he says and starts the engine. I'll take you home. I roll my eyes, take a deep breath, and tell him the address of the neighboring house. “That kiss didn't mean anything!” I blurt out as we drive. “You caught me off guard, and I couldn't-” “Resist?” he finishes for me. I open my mouth to tell him to go to hell and then close it. What good will it do me? Alex is not going to stop me anyway. He sees right through me because he's experienced in these things, and I've never been kissed properly. I can say that it was my first real adult kiss.

My breath is catching in my throat, and I'm afraid I'm going to faint. None of this can be true. The Hunter I met in London can't be this Hunter. But he is. It is. Hunter finally focuses his gaze on me and breaks stride. He stops and draws his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose. Surprised? “Good afternoon,” I shake his hand and really hope that my voice sounds even. "My name is Daria. Hunter," he puts his hand in mine, and it feels like time is standing still. It's a pleasure, Dasha. I think this will be an interesting task for me. I'm glad I agreed. And I guess Myron was right. I should be more interested in football. I'll try to improve.

I hate the majors with every cell in my body. I don't understand how you can fall for money and a pretty face, and then shed bitter tears into your pillow. That's exactly what I thought until the moment when... they appeared in my life. Absolutely the same on the outside and so different on the inside. I understand that we should never have met, but for some reason, fate keeps throwing unexpected meetings at us. The bad guy Dan and the mysterious Yan. Is it my personal curse, or is there something else here? You just have to dig a little deeper and then everything will become clear. This is the feeling when a completely tasteless candy is hidden under a beautiful wrapper... How many secrets do you guys have, and which of you will allow me to bring your demons to the surface?