Rise Of Olympus

Five years after all the old campers died in a human and natural way, Gary Madison (Tyler Posey), the son of a lesser god named Moros, and Emma Kohls (Emily Kinney), daughter of Athena, escape a day at school finding out about the Mythology. The two go to the camp and the only one to receive them is Chiron. It was all wrecked, hopeless and with secrets that would risk the lives of the new campers. After everyone reverts to the routine of a demigod, the rise of the monsters of mythology destroys the human race. And the group survives the new era in a world controlled only by the gods.

Beatrice BC

Someday she could see a smile on his face, an open smile of happiness, different from the one he gives, one of true happiness and joy, she didn't know, but she could see the touch of sweetness in him when heard the most important phrase of your life

Firefly Anne

Alan and Claire live in perfect family harmony with their daughter Sarah. Until, with the arrival of adolescence, Alan's concerns come to the fore. Even worse: when Alan's biggest fear strikes and Sarah decides it's time for her father to meet her first boyfriend. (...) - I didn't authorize you to make any guesses, newbie. Say his name and this is the last time I'll ask you. - Clayworth. Ethan Clayworth. - And what are your intentions with my daughter, Sarah Beckert? - The best possible, sir.

Firefly Anne

A collection of moments starring Alan and Claire and the newest member of the family: Sarah. (...) - Just admit it once, general. You were surprised by a woman - he teased biting his lip. "I was surprised when I found this out." He touched Claire's belly. "No more than I do," she admitted, placing her hands over Alan's. Where the couple's hand rested was the spot Sarah had chosen to kick.

AnonimamenteNuevo Autor

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.

canecaroxa

Aos dezessete anos, ela já conhecia Hogwarts bem demais. Conhecia os corredores, as escadas que mudavam de lugar, os professores, os boatos e os nomes que pareciam estar sempre no centro de tudo. Harry Potter. Draco Malfoy. Hermione Granger. Ronald Weasley. Pessoas cujas escolhas viravam histórias, conflitos e rumores antes mesmo do fim do dia. Ela também estava lá. Às vezes, na mesa ao lado. No fundo de uma sala de aula. Cruzando um corredor enquanto alguma coisa importante acontecia. Fazendo parte de conversas que nunca seriam lembradas e de momentos que pertenciam, aparentemente, à história de outras pessoas. Era fácil ser figurante quando todos ao redor pareciam ter papéis tão bem definidos. Até deixar de ser. Talvez seu nome nunca tenha sido aquele que todos repetiam pelos corredores. Mas esta não é a história deles. Esta é a história da bruxa que sempre esteve no fundo da cena, até perceber que nunca precisou de um roteiro para se tornar protagonista. Esta é a história de Sarah Griller.