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6 de dezembro de 2010
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6 de dezembro de 2010
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A man without identity, voiceless, awkward. A hopeless case in the darkness of a starless night. Slave to loneliness, a lone wolf. No light, no darkness. A piece charged by fate, perhaps. In a land where ice reigns and the icy climate freezes the hopes of people who still keep the faith... Only one thing seems to be able to change it. Who knows just this thing... Or maybe not?
Even when there's no more hope There's one last chance to feel alive again
There is a kind of silence that weighs more than any war cry. It is the silence of the gap between the oaks across the frozen ground, the steam of a soup shared only with longing and the constant fear of waiting for someone who may never return. In Patavium, Aemilia became the lady of a home haunted by uncertainty. Torn between the relentless responsibility of governing the land and the intimate torment of not knowing her husband's fate, she refuses to succumb to despair. To protect the property and those who depend on it, Aemilia will have to find strength where only solitude remains, proving that dignity and love can be shields as sturdy as iron.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.
Some memories don't need a name to become impossible to forget. One night. Two strangers. No promises. Beatrice Cross never imagined she would run into the man who, for a few hours, made the world disappear. With no names or expectations, that night should have stayed in the past. Until she recognizes him. Ethan Harrington is everything she should avoid: arrogant, impeccable, and dangerously capable of awakening feelings she spent a year trying to forget. Now, however, there is an obstacle between them: Mark Sterling. The man Beatrice chose. The best friend Ethan never thought he would have to lie to. Between inevitable encounters, lingering glances, and a tension impossible to ignore, the attraction threatens to cross every boundary. Beatrice knows what she could lose. Ethan knows the weight of loyalty. And Mark trusts them both without imagining that the danger is closer than he could ever suspect. Because some choices don't just destroy relationships. They destroy everything you tried to protect. And sometimes, the cruelest lie is pretending nothing happened.
Nicolas has always been a difficult child to keep up with. At five years old, he has energy to spare, an appetite that seems endless, and a collection of questions that his mother doesn't always know how to answer. Lately, however, some things have begun to worry Jaqueline. Her son complains of pains that no one can explain, spends restless nights, and displays behaviors that are increasingly difficult to understand. Between appointments, tests, and medical recommendations, she tries to find an explanation. When an incident in a class leaves another child seriously injured, Jaqueline begins to fear that she is missing something important. She just doesn't imagine how right she is.






