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Brash, sincere, and straight-laced, Layla Strike is an adult in her late twenties who, because of the most random and unfortunate comments, is unemployed, single, and living with her elegant, impatient mother. Tired of the recent misfortunes sponsored by her huge mouth, she decides to seek the help of a professional, but... Do you have treatment for misplaced sincerity?

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“I'm not sure why I should introduce myself. Explain to me again, please. - Asked the confused cat while her human held the smooth dark rectangular stone. — Zara, just talk about what the story is about. - The human asked behind the stone. — But it wasn't me who wrote it! I don't even know how to write? See? No opposable thumbs here! -The Siamese raised her paw as if in proof of what she was saying. — For God's sake, cat! Just say anything. — Okay... Miaaaaaau... Give me food! -And, getting up, she rubbed her face on the smooth stone causing the object to lose the balance of her human's hand. — Zara, my cellulaaar!!! - The human screamed, picking up the smooth stone that fell with a sharp thud to the ground. — Come on... - Sensing what was to come, the cat jumped elegantly from the table and left the room going to the kitchen - Does she give me food now?

Petit Ange

The world has ended. There is no future left on the outside, nor humanity waiting to be rescued. What exists is a reality preserved by the will of a single person who keeps the memory of the world and everything that remains of humanity. The problem is that not everyone agrees that this existence should continue... Eine, a survivor of the catastrophe that destroyed human reality, dedicates her existence to ending the last traces of the people who were once at the center of these events. But, being unable to interfere directly in a dream that still continues, she must find hosts among the people who inhabit it. Her new attempt is Claire Williams. At nineteen, Claire has very ordinary concerns: university, the debts she took on to study, and the future she believes she is building. Now, however, she shares her own consciousness with a young man who knows a reality she cannot accept. As the boundaries between memory and existence begin to dissolve, those who walk between the two extremes will have to confront a question for which there may be no right answer: when the world has already ended, what does it mean to keep living?

Rafael CarnielliNuovo Autore

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.

AnonimamenteNuovo Autore

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.

Lari Nunes

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.