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I like to write, but when I have to write about me, it is difficult to find the words to do so...
I have always liked literature. In my childhood I read short stories. Later on, my interest was over detective story. But I found my real genre at seventeen, when I found, almost like an accident, a novel by Johanna Lindsey. When I finished to read it, I knew my life would never be as it was. During many years I read lots of books, and once, I told myself "you can write something like this". Suddenly a wonderful idea came to my mind and it was the origin of "Hermosa Impostora". It was not easy: many days, many words, many tears... but I did it, finally I did it. People who read it told me it was good, so I decided to write again, and again, and again. I realized I had a kind of talent and since that moment I have written several novels, six of them published in Spanish by Editora Digital (one of them traslated and published in English).
I only ask God to give me the opportunity (and imagination) to continue writing and also that readers like what I write, because finally the main purpose of a cratfwork is the people who receive it.




Some years ago, I found this interesting article and now I want to share it with you.


It was almost daybreak, even though the night had been very exhausting she couldn’t sleep thinking about Gabriel and about her mission. She went near the window and looked at the city, underneath her, still and silent.
What could she do?
She didn’t want to give up the mission, but if she couldn’t find something pretty soon, her boss would move her on to another case and what she wanted most was to finish this particular one and to be upgraded. But she didn’t want to lie to Gabriel. She didn’t want him to think that she’d gone to bed with him only to get information from him; she was sincere about her feelings for him… But what did she feel for him? She was sure she loved him. There was no doubt about that. She was in love with Gabriel. She had never been in love before nor had she experienced with anybody else what she had experienced with him, never before had she felt that way… But she was not being really honest with him. And that was the only cloud that was shadowing her happiness.
Her boss had said that it wasn’t a good idea to mix pleasure and work, and now she understood why. He also said one should never seek advice from anybody; a mission was to be kept secret.
Once again she came closer to him, he was still sleep.
What if she told him the truth?
She could tell him what was going on and he would understand. It didn’t matter what her boss had said, Gabriel was the love of her life and she would be honest with him.
Smiling she raised her gaze and she saw the desk in her lover’s bedroom which she hadn’t noticed before. A thought came in to her mind… what if Gabriel was really… But no, he couldn’t be. Not him.
Gabriel was a good man and honest man but what if…? She must look into the contents of his desk. She couldn’t possibly talk to him without knowing what he was holding there.
She went back to look at his lover’s face and she saw that he was sound asleep, she went towards the desk. She started opening drawers and searching through the papers on his desk without a sound, after all she had plenty of experience in her work. She breathed a sigh of relief; everything was copies of the documents she had already seen at his desk in the agency. She checked the documents, one by one but she didn’t see anything compromising.
“What are you doing, my love?” asked, Gabriel, sleepily, from the bed. She was startled.
“No… nothing… only… I was only looking for an aspirin… I have a bit of a headache,” said she, taking back the last documents she had been checking. “But there doesn’t seem to be any here.”
“Of course not, my princess, I keep them in the cabinet I have in the bathroom.”
“Oops!, of course… how silly of me.”
Gabriel got up from the bed and went to embrace and kiss her.
After he took her in his arms and carried her back to bed. He brought her an aspirin with a glass of water which she hastily swallowed.
Quickly he got into bed next to her and embraced her.
“Besides the headache, how do you feel?”
“Happy,” she said, kissing him. “And what about you, how do you feel?”
“In heaven… you are wonderful, my love.”
“Gabriel… I have something important to tell you.” said she, after a while, she knew she just had to tell him.
He smiled at her.
“I also have something to tell you, my love. I love you.”
Sonia couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Gabriel was in love with her!
“Gabriel… are you sure?”
“I am completely sure, my love. Until last night I must admit I felt for you a very strong attraction but after spending such a lovely night together I’m sure about my love for you, I never loved a woman like I love you. Sonia, you are exceptional, you’re beautiful, tender, intelligent. I love you, Sonia. I really do.”
Sonia felt a mixture of happiness and sadness in her heart, she was happy because he loved her, but she was sad because he didn’t know the truth. The best thing would be to confess to him the truth once and for all.
“Gabriel… I… have something to tell you… I … I… I…”
“What are you trying to say, my love?”
“I… I… love you too.” said Sonia, looking him in the eyes, before getting a kiss full of passion from him.
“I knew it, my love; I knew you felt the same for me. We love each other and it’s wonderful.”
But Sonia didn’t feel at peace with herself. She should confess the truth now.
“Gabriel,” she said, breaking the kiss. “I have something more to tell you.”
“My love, there’s nothing more important than ourselves now.” he said, stopping what she was about to say.
“But it’s… important.”
“Don’t worry, my love, you’ll tell me later., We’ll have plenty time to talk.”
Sonia promised to herself that she would tell him later who she really was. And because they were so much in love he would understand and be able to help her.
They went back to kissing and in less that two minutes, passion had taken over them.
“So what about your headache?” he asked.
“It’s gone.”
“I’m very glad.”
And they went back to making love, to demonstrate the love they felt for each other.
2009
2010
(Second of "Love and Lies)
2008
2009Since some years ago, I have written romantic novels. I do it for me and for everybody who wants to read them.
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