TĂĄ caint ar sheĂĄnra na coireachta nĂł ar fhicsean stairiĂșil mar bhunsraitheanna den litrĂocht reatha sa ghnĂ© is trĂĄchtĂĄla de. Ach tĂĄ sĂ© an inscne rĂłmĂĄnsĂșil an ceann a scuabann leath an domhain i measc, thar aon rud eile, na lĂ©itheoirĂ a tharraingĂonn an tionscal go pointe nĂos mĂł ionas nach stopann sĂ© ag cur nuachta i lĂĄthair.
Ach is anseo atĂĄ cĂĄs Lorena Cabo agus a alter ego cruthaitheach, beagnach dĂ©anta ina lipĂ©ad foilsitheoireachta "Lena Valenti". Ădar a thagann chun an mĂșnla a bhriseadh agus na teaglaim is mĂł gan choinne a thairiscint dĂșinn. Mar gheall ar na pĂ©irĂ rĂłmĂĄnsĂșil le gach rud, is Ă© an blastĂĄn insinte sin nach dtagann teorainneacha plota ar bith is cuma cĂ© chomh iargĂșlta is cosĂșil leo Ăłn tĂșs.
Agus ansin is fĂ©idir fiĂș ceapacha nua de chineĂĄl an-difriĂșil a aimsiĂș faoi ailiasanna eile ar fĂ©idir leis an lĂ©itheoir a bhfuil i gceist leis a idirdhealĂș go hĂ©asca. StraitĂ©isĂ gnĂł an-bhailĂ chun gnĂ©ithe cruthaitheacha Ă©agsĂșla a threorĂș. I lĂĄthair na huaire tĂĄimid ag dul le Valenti agus a chumas maighnĂ©adach chun miscegenation agus mĂĄs Ă© sin lĂĄ eile beidh muid a fhĂĄil amach gnĂ©ithe nua de Lorena Cabo.
Na 3 ĂșrscĂ©al is fearr molta ag Lena Valenti
I gcorp agus anam (An t-idirghabhĂĄlaĂ)
Mar a dĂșirt mĂ©, is rĂłmĂĄnsachas suaiteach Ă© ceann Lena. TĂĄ a scĂĄthanna ag soilse na paisean. Sa chĂĄs seo ar bhealach follasach, ag nascadh suas le himscrĂșdĂș ar an chuid is mĂł noir a splashes dĂșinn Ăł chur i lĂĄthair sciliĂșil chĂ©ad duine.
Ada is ainm dom. TĂĄim naoi mbliana is fiche dâaois agus cĂșig bliana Ăł shin bheartaigh mĂ© teacht chun cĂłnaĂ in BesalĂș, baile ĂĄlainn meĂĄnaoiseach i gCĂșige Girona. Shocraigh mĂ© sa teach beag a fuair mĂ© le hoidhreacht Ăł mo sheanmhĂĄthair, bhunaigh mĂ© mo chleachtas suathaireachta fĂ©in agus shocraigh mĂ© saol nua a thosĂș chun iarmhairtĂ tragĂłid san am atĂĄ caite a fhĂĄgĂĄil ina dhiaidh. Agus nĂl aon rud cearr liomsa ...
Go dtĂ go gcuireann fadhb beagnach dhĂĄ mhĂ©adar, le sĂșile mĂłra dubha agus suaitheantas, mĂ© isteach in imscrĂșdĂș a raibh baint neamhbheartaithe agam leis. Spreagfaidh corraĂl an Chigire Ezequiel mĂ© chun aghaidh a thabhairt ar mo chuid imnĂ agus cuirfidh sĂ© iallach orm glacadh leis an mbronntanas nĂĄr ghlac mĂ© riamh agus stop a chur le eagla an tsaoil. Agus tĂĄ mo sheanmhĂĄthair ceart: nĂ fĂ©idir leat maireachtĂĄil leath bealaigh.
Agus caithfidh tĂș eagla a chur ar na beo, nĂ ar na mairbh, agus ciallaĂonn sĂ© sin a thuiscint go bhfuil dhĂĄ thaobh ag bonn, go dtagann pian le grĂĄ freisin agus nach bhfuil aon idirghabhĂĄlaithe ann gan siĂșlĂłirĂ. Is Ă© seo an eachtra go leor, nĂ hamhĂĄin mo. An mbeidh tĂș in Ă©ineacht liom trasna an droichid?
coimeĂĄdaĂ dĂłiteĂĄin
sensuality paranormal, mĂĄs fĂ©idir Ă© sin a rĂĄ. Pointe SĂcideileach mar oscailt do dhoirse braistintĂ ina bhfuil ĂĄit ag gnĂ©as freisin mar lĂ©iriĂș a shroicheann nĂos faide nĂĄ an cĂ©adfach.
Is Ă© an paisean is collaĂ cosĂșil leis an temptation dorcha nuair a fhaigheann gach duine a gcuid teorainneacha, nĂł nach bhfaighidh. Nuair a sheachadtar go hifreann sinn, ĂdĂonn an dĂłiteĂĄn is mĂł a lasaimid sinn, agus mothaĂtear gurbh fhiĂș Ă©.
MarcĂĄilte Ăł bhreith le sĂșile aisteacha Violet agus oidhreacht enigmatic teaghlaigh, bhĂ Ares Parisi ina gcĂłnaĂ mar chailĂn gnĂĄth, go dtĂ go bhfaigheann sĂ amach go bhfuil a scĂ©al faoi chuimsiĂș nĂos mĂł rĂșin agus rĂșndiamhra nĂĄ mar a d'fhĂ©adfadh sĂ a shamhlĂș riamh. Sin nuair a shocraĂonn sĂ cabhair a lorg Ăłn Adonis tharraingteach, a ghlacfaidh lĂĄmh lĂ©i in imscrĂșdĂș ar dhomhan dorcha agus cĂ©adfacha ina bhfuil finscĂ©alta in Ă©ineacht leis an rĂ©altacht.
caresses Ăł ifreann
Deiridh i stĂl don saga «TrĂolĂłg an tine naofa». Lust mar lĂ©iriĂș ar raon feidhme spioradĂĄlta, ach amhĂĄin b'fhĂ©idir i dtreo perdition, gĂ©illeadh iomlĂĄn don diabhal fĂ©in, gobharnĂłir na paisin is Ăsle.
D'fhĂĄg scĂĄth Bacus marc uafĂĄsach ar shaol Ares Parisi agus, tar Ă©is a chuid fionnachtana is dĂ©anaĂ faoi Adonis, is cosĂșil go bhfuil sĂ© nĂos dorcha fĂłs. Mar sin fĂ©in, tĂĄ a chuspĂłir fĂłs gan suaitheadh: nĂ ligfidh sĂ© a scĂth go dtĂ go bhfeiceann sĂ© an ChĂșirt ag titim, fiĂș mĂĄ tĂĄ air a mhothĂșchĂĄin a chur ar leataobh agus leanĂșint ar aghaidh lena vir chun ceiliĂșradh a dhĂ©anamh ar Liberia, an oĂche naofa ina dtarlĂłidh an deasghnĂĄth is contĂșirtĂ go dtĂ seo. an dĂĄta.
Caithfidh Ares neamhaird a dhĂ©anamh de gach rud a dhĂșisĂonn Adonis inti le gach caress, gach teagmhĂĄil..., agus a rĂłl mar chĂĄiliĂșil a ghlacadh go dtĂ an deireadh. Is ansin a bheidh sĂ© in ann an tine a chĂłnaĂonn ann a lasadh agus na lasracha a lasadh suas an chathair agus na deamhain a lasadh.