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Aaron Hotchner Emily Prentiss

A call from the dead

A year after the tragic disappearance of his wife, Emily, Daniel Carter is still haunted by unanswered questions. The official reports say she’s dead, but no body was ever found. The grief is suffocating, but Daniel has forced himself to move on—until one night, his phone rings. The caller ID reads a name that shouldn't exist anymore. Emily. At first, he thinks it’s a cruel joke. But then he hears her voice, whispering a chilling message: "Daniel… stop digging." From that moment, his world spirals into madness. The next day, he finds a coin—just like the one Emily used to carry—engraved with the same warning. The deeper he looks, the stranger things become. The phone company confirms Emily's number was disconnected a year ago. There are no call records. No one believes him. As Daniel follows the cryptic clues, he starts uncovering things about Emily’s past that he never knew—secrets she buried deep, connections to people who seem just as eager for him to stop his search. And every time he gets too close, another warning appears… or worse, another call from his dead wife. But if Emily is truly gone, then who’s calling him? And if she’s still alive… then why is she so desperate for him to stop? With time running out and danger closing in, Daniel must decide—does he risk everything to uncover the truth, or does he heed Emily’s warning and turn back before it’s too late? Because some secrets aren’t meant to be unearthed. And sometimes, the dead don’t rest because they were never dead to begin with.
Isa_joyce · 153 Views

Le Chant de la Compassion d’une Petite Fille Lâm Thị Huế - Lâm Emilie

Chapitre 1 : L’enfance dans des jours difficiles Je suis néedans une famille de cinq enfants, au milieu d’une époque où le pays subissait encore les lourdes conséquences de la guerre. À cette époque, ma famille était très pauvre. Mes parents, qui avaient grandi durant cette période difficile, n’avaient pas eu l’opportunité de bénéficier d’une éducation complète. Ainsi, toute leur vie, ils n’ont connu que le travail à la ferme, luttant durement pour subvenir aux besoins de la famille. Être agriculteur à cette époque était très éprouvant. Mes parents devaient se lever à l’aube, qu’il pleuve ou qu’il fasse beau, pour aller semer du riz ou récolter. Mais même le travail aux champs ne suffisait pas à nourrir toute la famille, alors ils devaient effectuer d’autres travaux pénibles. L’un de ces travaux était le déblaiement des pierres, un travail dangereux et épuisant. Mes sœurs, bien que très jeunes, devaient aussi suivre mes parents pour ramasser des pierres et faire exploser des mines. À un âge où elles auraient dû être à l’école comme tant d’autres enfants, elles devaient faire face à un dur labeur. La vie s’écoulait ainsi, et ma famille accueillit deux nouveaux membres – mon frère aîné, puis moi. À cette époque, au Vietnam, les garçons étaient souvent valorisés par rapport aux filles. Mon frère était choyé par mes parents bien plus que mes trois sœurs. Quant à moi, étant la benjamine, j’ai reçu le nom de Huế, d’après une ville ancienne et poétique du Vietnam. Les premiers souvenirs que je peux évoquer remontent à mes cinq ans. Je me rappelle très clairement des enfants du quartier – beaucoup étaient plus jeunes que moi – qui étaient emmenés par leurs parents à l’école maternelle. Quant à moi, je ne pouvais pas y aller. Je me contentais de me tenir à l’extérieur de l’école, à regarder à travers la fenêtre, voyant mes camarades chanter et danser joyeusement. Je ne comprenais pas pourquoi je ne pouvais pas aller à l’école comme eux, mais je ne m’en plaignais pas. Je restais là, observant silencieusement pendant un bon moment, puis je reprenais le chemin de la maison. À cette époque, j’étais une petite fille naïve et innocente, ne comprenant pas grand-chose de la vie, ne sachant que j’étais très obéissante, toujours à l’écoute de mes parents. Je ne savais pas que les années à venir seraient encore pleines de défis… Chapitre 2 : Les jours d’innocence En entrant à l’école primaire et au collège, je garde des souvenirs magnifiques de mes années passées sous le toit de cette école simple. Cette école n’était pas aussi moderne que celles d’aujourd’hui, mais c’était pour moi un endroit extrêmement cher. La cour de l’école était ombragée par de grands arbres, offrant un refuge lors des récréations pleines de rires. Chaque fois que le gong annonçait le début des cours, la cour devenait soudainement silencieuse. À cette époque, mes camarades et moi écoutions attentivement les enseignants, sans téléphones ni Internet, juste des livres et une soif d’apprendre. Le soir, je rentrais dans notre petite maison chaleureuse, où cinq frères et sœurs se retrouvaient avec nos parents. Mes sœurs avaient alors entre 17 et 18 ans, un âge rempli de vitalité et de premiers rêves. Notre maison était donc toujours animée et joyeuse. Les amis de mes sœurs venaient souvent jouer, s’asseyant autour d’un thé et discutant gaiement, ce qui rendait l’atmosphère familiale toujours vivante. Pour ma part, chaque après-midi après l’école, je me plongeais dans l’innocence de l’enfance avec mes amis du quartier. À côté de chez moi se trouvait une grande pelouse, où nous nous rassemblions chaque jour pour jouer à toutes sortes de jeux. Nous apprenions à faire du vélo, à sauter à la corde, à jouer à colin-maillard, à cache-cache… Ces jeux folkloriques faisaient partie intégrante de l’enfance de nombreuses générations, simples mais incroyablement joyeux.
mimihue · 580 Views

THE ART AND SCIENCE OF MAD ATTRACTION

Emily Bright is a reserved medical laboratory scientist with a peculiar fascination for the microscopic world of body fluids. Her life is a monochrome routine of lab work and lonely evenings spent admiring art she believes she'll never create. Emily is the embodiment of precision, control, and logic, qualities that render her a perpetual wallflower. Dominic Pierreson, known as "The God of Art," is a once-revered artist teetering on the brink of retirement. Praised as the 21st century’s greatest creative genius, Dominic’s glory days seem behind him, with no spark left to fuel his next masterpiece. Disillusioned and desperate, he meets Emily by chance at an art gallery, and in her quiet brilliance, he finds an unexpected muse. Dominic's world bursts into vibrant color as he obsessively captures Emily’s essence in every medium imaginable: photographs, sculptures, paintings, and even a bestselling play. His works featuring Emily become priceless treasures, solidifying his place in history. But as his obsession grows, so does his love for her, a love Emily struggles to comprehend or reciprocate. Caught between the worlds of art and science, Emily begins to question everything she thought she knew about herself. As Dominic’s fame skyrockets and their relationship deepens, the lines blur between inspiration, obsession, and love. In a whirlwind of passion, fame, and self-discovery, Emily must decide: Can she embrace the chaos of Dominic’s world, or will she retreat to the safety of her own? The Art and Science of Mad Attraction is a sweeping tale of ambition, obsession, and the unpredictable nature of love, where logic meets creativity and two contrasting souls find themselves inexplicably drawn together.
kennedydaphne900 · 7.3K Views

Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?
JessicaKaye911 · 3.4M Views

Crown of Underworld

Power is not taken—it is owed. Lucian Smith was just an ordinary reader, a man who devoured stories of ruthless kings and untouchable mafia dynasties. But when fate grants him a second life, he awakens in the very world he once read about—as Lucian Valenciari, heir to the strongest mafia family in existence. The Valenciari Family, feared as "The Silver Serpents," controls the shadows of Eredia, shaping both the underworld and high society. Their legendary bloodline ability, Sovereign Serpent’s Dominion, bends fate itself. And Lucian? He has inherited a power so overwhelming that even his own family fears what he may become. But strength alone is not enough. In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, betrayals, and unseen wars, Lucian must outplay rivals, silence enemies, and carve his own throne in a world where the weak are devoured. Because the Valenciari do not beg. They do not bow. They collect their debts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey there, dear reader! So, let me tell you—I’ve been working on this story for over a year. That’s 365+ days of writing, rewriting, questioning my life choices, drinking way too much coffee, and staring at my screen like a mafia boss plotting world domination. Every single chapter has been edited, re-edited, and then edited again (because apparently, I enjoy suffering). But why? Because I love this world. I wanted to create something that feels alive—a world where power isn’t just about brute strength but about strategy, deception, and knowing exactly when to strike. And of course, a main character who’s not just strong but calculating, charismatic, and a little terrifying. So, if you’re here for mafia intrigue, deadly power struggles, and a protagonist who always plays the long game, you’re in the right place. Buckle up, because the Silver Serpent always collects his debts—and this story is just getting started. Enjoy, and thanks for reading! —Aaron_Arkwright
Aaron_Arkwright · 1.9K Views
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