À trente ans, Marc mène une carrière prometteuse dans l’immobilier parisien. Mais quand la nuit tombe, ses désirs les plus secrets prennent le dessus. Une exploration audacieuse des fantasmes et des limites, entre ambition et tentation.

In the quaint English village of Ashcombe, a chilling discovery sends shockwaves through the community. The severed hand of a young woman is found in the vicarage garden, leaving the residents in a state of terror and bewilderment. As the investigation unfolds, suspicion falls upon the enigmatic new curate, Mr. Raymond, whose secretive past and strange behavior raise questions about his true identity. Amidst the growing fear and uncertainty, a young woman named Alice finds herself drawn into the heart of the mystery. Determined to uncover the truth, she embarks on a perilous journey that will test her courage and unravel a web of dark secrets that have long been hidden.

In the trenches of World War I, amidst the deafening roar of artillery and the stench of death, a young American journalist named Heywood Broun witnesses the horrors of war firsthand. Through his vivid and unflinching prose, Broun captures the raw emotions, camaraderie, and resilience of the soldiers on the front lines. From the trenches of France to the battlefields of Belgium, Our Army at the Front offers a gripping and unforgettable account of the Great War as seen through the eyes of those who fought it.

In the untamed wilderness of the Australian outback, where the sun beats down relentlessly and the land stretches out endlessly, Andrew Barton Paterson's "Rio Grande's Last Race, and Other Verses" paints a vivid tapestry of life in the saddle. With his signature wit and keen eye for detail, Paterson captures the spirit of the bushmen, their triumphs, and their heartbreaks. From the thrill of the racecourse to the solitude of the open range, these verses evoke the raw beauty and indomitable spirit of the Australian frontier.

Tout au bord du podium, déchaînée, jambes écartées, elle se laissa emporter par le rythme torride de la salsa. Ondulant de tout son corps, elle imposait sa sensualité aux yeux de tous. Parfois ses mains glissaient le long de ses cuisses, remontant vers ses hanches nues, suivant la courbe de sa taille, puis se perdant sur ses seins frémissants.

En voyant son image dans une des glaces, elle se dit qu'elle avait vraiment l'air d'une pute, et que son amant aurait aimé la voir ainsi. Elle s'appliqua sur cette queue que le type faisait entrer au maximum dans sa gorge, l'étouffant presque par moments.