Dyatlov Pass Victims

The sirens knew how to do only one thing. Kill. Usually, it was just those who travelled their seas, until the greedy ruler of Greake, captured their queen. The sirens ventured into the lands at midnight in search of their Queen, bringing chaos along with them. So many lives were lost from the midnight invasion, as such the humans had a powerful witch, Adora, summon the Pombero to keep the sirens off their lands. King Edwardo got greedy again. With his sword in hand, dripping the blood of their victims, and Adora by his side, he haunted the sirens who were retreating into their seas. The few who survived the slaughter were enslaved by the king and exploited for riches until they died a miserable death. Edwardo didn't stop there. His quest for wealth and power clouded his sense of reasoning. Sick of the bloodshed, Adora performed a dark ritual that brought a temporary calm to both sides. Adora didn't give much thought to the consequences, until she pushed the hideous child out of her womb. Years later, the throne of the Golden seas remained empty, as none of the sirens were powerful enough to contain the darkness that enveloped the throne. Given that half of their powers were locked away in the other half of their hearts given away by the sea to human mates, whom they were bound to love for the rest of their lives for the sake of peace. Princess Almira was not looking forward to finding love. All she needed was the other half of her heart to take over her mother's throne. Since the mates were immune to their manipulative melodies, Almira decided to go in search of him herself with only one plan. Drive a dagger through his heart and retrieve her property.

Dr. Fiona Campbell, a dedicated and brilliant physician, carries a dark burden: she watched her parents die under mysterious circumstances at a young age. As the years pass, Fiona uncovers a chilling truth—they were murdered to protect a devastating secret of the powerful Brooks family. Driven by a thirst for vengeance, Fiona dedicates herself to destroying the family that destroyed hers. Her ultimate target is Alexander Brooks, the handsome and charismatic heir and CEO of Brooks Company, and son of Jordan Brooks, the mastermind behind her parents' death. As Fiona meticulously plots her revenge, she finds herself entangled in a complex web of attraction and emotion. Despite her burning desire for retribution, she cannot deny her growing feelings for Alexander. Torn between love and vengeance, Fiona faces an impossible choice: will she follow through with her plan to dismantle the Brooks family, or will her love for Alexander compel her to abandon her quest for justice? Bound by Deception is a gripping tale where the paths of love and revenge collide, forcing Fiona to confront the deepest conflicts of her heart and soul.

La vie excentrique et luxueuse du PDG Erik Fancini est écourtée lorsqu'il est accusé de crimes qu'il n'a pas commis, ce qui l'oblige à fuir et à changer d'identité. Tout semble se dégrader lorsqu'il croise le chemin de Sarah, une femme enceinte trompée par son partenaire et qui décide de mener sa grossesse et d'élever son enfant en tant que mère célibataire sans perdre l'espoir de trouver l'homme parfait. Dans des retrouvailles chaotiques et comiques, Sarah et Erik se retrouvent pour accueillir Matthiew, le bébé qui va réveiller chez l'arrogant Ceo des sentiments qu'il ne soupçonnait même pas, compliquant encore un peu plus sa vie. Erik parviendra-t-il à faire régner la justice et à découvrir les vrais coupables ? Que fera Sarah lorsqu'elle apprendra les tromperies d'Erik et son sombre passé ?

The reality was cruel for him while her fantasies of him were awakening. The difference between the bitterness of his life never matched the lightness of weight she had. Adeline Celestine Gray, the bratty daughter of the most known hotelier in all of Asia never realized that one day will come for her to meet Kaius Nathaniel Ramirez, one of the youngest billionaires ever known. As their secrets slowly unveiled, their sincereness in life slowly drifted away. Now, as the moments pass and the challenges are built, will he still run to Mr. Billionaire's arms?

Ma belle-mère a eu un accident de voiture et est entrée en salle d'urgence. J'ai passé plus de vingt appels à mon mari qui est avocat avant qu'il ne réponde. « Qu'est-ce que tu fais encore ? Camille a eu un problème, je l'ai aidée. Arrête de faire des histoires. » J'ai retenu mes larmes et je lui ai dit que maman avait eu un accident et que j'avais besoin de cent mille euros. Mais il a cru son premier amour et m'a répondu méchamment : « En quoi l'accident de ta mère me concerne ? N'essaie pas de me soutirer de l'argent pour ta famille. Laisse-moi tranquille, je suis occupé. » Il a raccroché brutalement et ma belle-mère n'a pas survécu à l'opération. Mais trois jours plus tard, au tribunal, j'ai vu mon mari plaider éloquemment en faveur de son pemier amour, accusée de conduite en état d'ivresse. Grâce à son éloquence, il a fait acquitter son ex en invoquant un manque de preuves. J'ai été anéantie et je lui ai demandé le divorce dès la fin de l'audience. Mais il a paniqué. « Ma mère t'a toujours bien traitée ! Si tu divorces, elle sera triste ! » J'ai éclaté de rire froidement et je lui ai jeté à la figure les factures de l'hôpital et le certificat de décès. Idiot, il ne savait même pas encore qu'il n'avait plus de mère.

With one hand he squeezed her left breast,while the other roamed on her neck. He bent down to her level,looking directly into her eyes searching for something ..maybe fear or a lie . "Well, I grant you a wish . Ask me anything . I will give it . Even if it is letting you go right now." He spoke with his husky voice . Catalina continued to stare at his ice grey eyes and finally spoke ," I want you to not touch me sexually without my consent ..." He backed off utterly surprised by her attitude . A smirk crept onto his lips . " Then it means ,you are ready for next level. Perfect ! " He untied her lifeless hands and grabbed her arm . " Let's see if you can pass this one , my wild cat " He said dragging her out of the room. *** Catalina Brown , 22 and a rebel was crazy about joining the Russian Mafia's gang . He was known as "The Pakhan" . To the world , he was a perfect businessman with no bad record. But in the underworld, he is the Lucifer... What happens when she finally gets to see him ? The mafia has other plans for her. He gives her tests and tests to check the loyalty with his heart bleeding for her love . His obsession for her grows with each passing day and she has no idea she is already his ,The pakhan's only beloved ...

Lorsque je suis allée refaire le certificat de liaison conjugale, l'agent du service administratif m'a annoncé : « Votre ancien certificat de liaison est un faux. Nous n'avons aucune trace de votre enregistrement ici. » Je n'en croyais pas mes oreilles et j'ai insisté : « Sébastien et moi sommes pourtant officiellement liés depuis cinq ans… Comment est-ce possible ? Pouvez-vous vérifier à nouveau, s'il vous plaît ? » Cyrille a compulsé une seconde fois nos dossiers et a conclu : « Les documents de l'Alpha Sébastien sont bien là… Mais selon nos archives, son partenaire officiel n'est pas vous. » Ma voix s'est brisée : « Qui, alors ? » « Lorie. » Sa réponse était nette. À ce nom, j'ai serré le dossier de la chaise jusqu'à blêmir, luttant pour ne pas m'effondrer. Avant que Cyrille ne prononce le nom de Lorie, j'espérais encore une erreur. Mais maintenant, tout prenait un sens terriblement cohérent. Lorie… n'était autre que l'amie d'enfance de Sébastien ! À cet instant, tant de choses trouvaient enfin une explication : ces cinq années passées comme son partenaire, sans qu'il ne me marque jamais. Notre cérémonie de liaison, cinq ans plus tôt, n'avait été qu'une mascarade. J'avais tout abandonné pour lui, croyant à un bonheur possible. Mais ces cinq années de « félicité » n'étaient qu'une illusion, soigneusement fabriquée par lui. Puisque rien de tout cela ne m'appartenait vraiment… il était temps de partir...

Julia was a human girl living alone in the woods when she stumbled upon an injured man, or so she thought. She brought this man into her home and treated and fed him not knowing that this man was not a human and was imprisoned away for a reason. Ezekiel is a monster, a beast. He who lives for bloodthirst and war. He has never loved and never will but as days and months pass by, he starts to become more tamed, less agile. The human girl does not know that she had freed something that should never be freed. How will Julia react when she discovers his real identity? How will Ezekiel handle if the human girl he's mated to discovers what a monster he is?

I was a mermaid from the deep sea. Out of curiosity and playfulness, I was caught by a fisherman and endured unbearable torment. Just when I was on the brink of death, Trevon Chapman happened to pass by and saved me. So, I gave up my identity as a mermaid princess, left the ocean behind, and followed him into the human world. For five years after our marriage, Trevon granted my every wish and showered me with affection. I truly believed I had found a safe harbor I could depend on for the rest of my life—until fate struck with its cruelest blow. Trevon's childhood sweetheart had fallen gravely ill, and only a mermaid’s tail could save her. I begged him desperately, but he responded with chilling indifference. "You're only losing your legs. Corinne is losing her life. Are you really that heartless? You're just going to watch her die?" "Besides, you can’t return to the sea anymore. That tail means nothing to you now. From now on, I’ll be your legs." After the surgery, I sat in a wheelchair, running my hand over the empty fabric where my legs should have been, and calmly demanded a divorce. Trevon pulled Corinne into his arms, sneering. "You're neither human nor fish now—a monster. Without me, the only road left for you is death." Yet in the end, when I transformed back into a mermaid and leapt into the sea, his cries and desperate sobs echoed across the waves.

Mon fiancé, Maurice Donnet, était l'un des plus grands neuroscientifiques du pays. Son amie d'enfance, Joséphine Sardon, atteinte d'un cancer en phase terminale, n'avait plus qu'un mois à vivre. Pour l'accompagner jusqu'à la fin, il m'a fait avaler un sérum expérimental, un effaceur de mémoire qu'il venait de mettre au point, afin de me forcer à l'oublier pendant trente jours. Durant ce mois, il a célébré un mariage avec Joséphine, passé une lune de miel à ses côtés, et lui a promis, au milieu d'un champ de fleurs, de se retrouver dans une autre vie. Un mois plus tard, il est tombé à genoux sous la pluie, les larmes mêlées au sang, la voix brisée : « Le produit ne dure qu'un mois… Pourquoi m'as-tu oublié pour toujours ? »