Historias de Hildafuracao

After years, Hilda thought she moved on but after that wild protest and meeting him again? Oh how quickly she fell for him again- still reluctant after thinking he left her not knowing the truth but Malthus never ever forgot about her.

In 1950s Brazil, amid the moral fervor and chaos of a changing city, Sister Malthus-a devout young woman from the countryside-earns the title Santa Malthus among her peers. Revered for her unwavering faith and quiet grace, she has dedicated her life entirely to God. Until the day she meets Hilda Furacão. Hilda is everything the Church condemns-young, beautiful, scandalous. A runaway from wealth, she works and lives in the red-light district, defying every rule that binds women to their expected roles. To the public, she is sin incarnate. To Malthus, she is confusion, temptation... and something frighteningly human. When a protest erupts to "banish the demon" from Hilda, fate binds them together. Their gazes lock across a storm of chaos-and from that moment on, neither woman can escape the other's orbit. As the city's rain-soaked nights unfold, a forbidden connection grows: chance encounters turn to lingering stares, whispered taunts to trembling hands, and faith begins to blur with desire. Malthus wrestles between divine devotion and a passion that threatens to unmake her, while Hilda-provocative, reckless, and heartbreakingly tender-finds herself falling for the one woman she cannot have. In a world where holiness and sin are divided by a whisper, Hilda Furacão and the Saint explores the fragile line between salvation and surrender, between love that damns-and love that redeems. (Not 100% accurate to the real story)

╭────── · · ♾️ · · ──────╮ "𝑂 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑎, 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑎" | | | | | | | ☆ | | | | | ☆ | ☆ ☆ Mas como o roteiro da minissérie não foi Deus quem escreveu, irei rabiscá-lo um pouco! 𝑺͟𝒊͟𝒏͟𝒐͟𝒑͟𝒔͟𝒆͟: Uma releitura inspirada na minissérie "Hilda furacão" da TV Globo, este conto traz uma história não contada após o reencontro do casal principal "Hilda" e "Malthus". Na era da ditadura, em pleno Rio de Janeiro, esta história contará a vida do casal misturada à loucura dos anos de chumbo... Perdoem-me se algo estiver cronologicamente errado com a história, se houver erros ortográficos (escrevo rápido e às vezes não me policio nos erros) e se houver algum erro referente à história original. Obrigada por lerem! 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂̧𝐀̃𝐎: ☆ ┊ Pode conter algumas cenas picantes. ☆ ┊ Esta obra é completamente amadora, aquela a quem vos fala nunca escreveu uma história antes, então peço muita paciência 🙏🏻 ☆ ┊ Essa história se passa paralelamente aos acontecimentos reais ocorridos no Rio de Janeiro. ╰────── · ·‧.° ࿐ ✰˚｡ 💭 ‧.° ࿐ ✰˚｡· · ──────╯

Yo what's up it's Moa i share my art here or something DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT OR PERMISSION I WILL FIND YOU.

story based in Roberto Drummond story

Inspired by: Hilda Furacão, Notre Dame de Paris --- Benedicta, adopted by the cruel Judge Claude Frollo right after her birth, was vowed to God - destined to love no one but the Almighty Himself. But when love strikes, she refuses to follow the path carved for her. Without hesitation, she dives into a bohemian life steeped in sin, unaware that her choice will eventually lead her to a certain hunchback... the very one with whom she once exchanged letters. --- *You can pretend Benedicta is a Y/N if you want *Quasimodo x Oc/reader

"She was right because he left her," It starts when Dianne ivory meets a handsome man in red-light district to visit her distant friends' bar as she ended up soaken in the rain in Bello Horizonte, kneeling down the confessial box, talking to Santo malthus.