Истории Fatale

On disait d'elle qu'un simple sourire pouvait faire vaciller les certitudes les mieux ancrées. Rokhy était de ces femmes que l'on remarque avant même qu'elles ne parlent. Sa beauté faisait parler plus d'un. Audacieuse, hautaine, provocante et sûre d'elle, elle savait qu'elle avait du pouvoir et n'hésitait pas à l'exercer sur les autres. Elle était le fantasme des hommes et la terreur des femmes. L'argent ? C'était son unique objectif. Elle aimait le luxe et ne s'en cachait pas. Pour elle, les sentiments n'étaient qu'un jeu dont elle maîtrisait parfaitement les règles. Elle séduisait, obtenait ce qu'elle voulait, puis repartait sans se retourner. Mais même les plus belles roses cachent parfois des épines, et certaines blessures demeurent invisibles aux yeux de tous. Ça, c'est l'histoire de Rokhy... Une femme fatale.

The life and death of notorious serial killer Grace Leerie.

CWs & TWs: • cult stuff • alcohol & smoking • drug misuse • language • violence & injury detail • sexual assault & implications of rape • misogyny • cheating & affairs • sex & sex references

James Wells, a detective with alcoholism, investigates a string of murders all connected by one thing: a rose carefully painted a dark black. Throughout his questionings and searches he delves deep into the past that haunts him, unearthing something unbelievable. And then everything spirals out of control...

A dazzling night to hunt and chase a dauntless.

Natalie Preston didn't sit up in bed, pull the covers with her and off of Jason, and scream into the night as if she were in a mixed level of consciousness and deep sleep. It was far far more intense than even that sort of horrendous nightmare. Her naked body, once upright, began to levitate up off the bed pulling the bed sheets along with her. Her eyes burned an amber fire, scorching the room with a mysterious cold fire that only effected what it touched on a psionic plane. Her vision left nothing actually burnt or charred. In addition Natalie's body began to radiate an intense amber glow that quickly illuminated the room into an eerie state of horrific noir. Rolling off the bed, careful not to touch her, Jason Connors moved toward the large bay window in order to shut the blinds. He could see Natalie's face, it was locked in an expression of painful rage as she was overcome by a silent scream she could not let loose into the night- the first phase of a foreign process that would over take their night as well as their lives for the foreseeable future.

Crime, mystery, adventure? Taking a spitball in the eye? It all starts with the type of dame you want to hold hands with... everything spirals out and down from there.

ALORS ALORS oui c'est un livre eh oui Jamie ! Bon c'est quoi Overwatch ? Un jeu...XD Nah sérieux je pense que quasi presque tous le monde connait ce jeu, peso je l'ai eu en 2016 je crois...oui c'est ça en 2016 XD, et sa date de sortie je sais plus car j'ai regarder tellement de vidéos avec l'évolution du jeu que je sais plus XD FIN BREF Dedans y aura tous et nawak, et aussi mes top 3 ship,si ces ship là ne vous vont pas ET BAH...chacun a ses goût XD Fin bon vous en saurez plus dans le 1er chapitre où je.....parle...waw... ._. FIN BREF CIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!...3ans que je suis là et je sais toujours pas faire une description normal...après j'suis pas normal aussi, I'M SO ORIGINAL ! Pardon, ciao ^^'

It was once thought only as a work of fiction. Her name was derived from the English title "deadly woman." She is a mysterious woman who uses seductive methods to bring a man to misfortune. She uses her beauty, charm, and alluring qualities to ensnare her target and bring him to abide by her every wish. She is neither demon, nor witch. She is a "femme fatale." I place YOU in the point of view of Neal Samuels. I wish for you to experience what he experienced in his life. Starting from the casual lifestyle featuring him and his wife, and ending with the destructive encounters with Delilah Miller who wishes to end his relationship with his wife, Claire, in a....let's say "lustful" manner. I hope you enjoy!

Ana 'Athena' Wilson was the best player in the world at massive mmorpg Midnight Solstice. She led her team, Rising Phoenix, to several championships region and worldwide. However, after facing a humiliating defeat at the International Championships Ana disappeared. For years she was a ghost, her social media and Midnight Solstice account left abandoned. Enter Rogue Shadows, a new esports organization within North America's region. The esports world is shocked when Ana appears on the team with a new name, FemmeFatale. Does the former champion have what it takes to reclaim her title? Or will her humiliating departure from the sport be what she's remembered for?

Hoke entered the basement by memory and continued feeling his way in with his hands and feet. It helped that the man had loaded and unloaded literally thousands of crates in and out of that basement from the river boat over the last few months. As his back foot touched down on the basement floor, he crouched again and used his ears to survey the area since his eyes were useless in all of the blackness. Amidst the shadows Lady Raven began to rise up off the floor, along with the chair she was chained too, in the middle of the basement. She floated through the air silently until she hovered below the floor of the parlor that now resided above her head. Hoke moved left. One hand on the wall of the basement, the other gripping his pistol out in front of him, as he penetrated the shadows in search of the woman chained in the basement. His movements were careful and calculated as he began to systematically move through the open space. Once the large man was beneath her Lady Raven allowed herself, and the chair she was chained too to drop, trampling Hoke and forcing him to the ground in an unconscious pile. Suddenly the basement quickly cleared of the gaseous shadows leaving only the stairway chalked full of the total blackness as it continued seeping out into the office and parlor around Jensen’s desk filling up the room. Lady Raven located Hoke’s keys. Pulling them free she unlocked one hand then the other. Her ankles followed, and she effortlessly rose up and off of the crumpled man now covered by her chair and chains like a bird taking flight from the ground.

COVoicu are originally my Voice OCS (Which we only hear their voice and know their looks) but I want to make some stories with them so here we goo. They are a big group separated into two teams. ~💠[DOREMIRU]💠~ -Mirail Aomi (Sweet Calm Voice, Gentle, Sweet *Protective*) -Kyrayuu Murasa (Seducing Voice, Active, Jokes around *Gamer stays in a room*) -Ash Midorimu (Loli Voice, Cutie, Creative *Depressive*) -Kira Orinku (Elegant Mature Voice, Extrovert, Protective *Bossy*) -Nari Orinku (Calm Mature Voice, Introvert, Respective *Shy*) ♠❤[FATALE]♦♣ -Ryusuke Mikado (Normal Male Voice, Sweet, Gentleman, *Most normal in the group*) -Rayn Itsuki (Kinda Kagamine Len Style Voice, Cool, Loud, *Stares intensely when snapping*) -Samuel Hiruda (Shota Voice, Quiet, Kuudere *Violent with words*) -Keath Tsukihimi (Low Voice, Quiet (some people describes him as shy), Has an intimidating stare *Smiley and Sweet*) -Kou Kohu (Charm Low Voice, Plays Dumb, Flirty *Very Serious in Critical Moments*) -Akahi Ritsu (Small Accent Voice, Fired Up, Tsundere *Narsist*)

Kaelira est l'un des meilleure chef de troupes dans un agence mondial pour stopper les organisations criminelles. Elle se retrouve pris dans un conflit entre les deux familles les plus puissantes du monde criminel pendant l'un de ses missions en sauvant un jeune homme qui va renverser sa vie a tout jamais et lui faire découvrir des vérités qui auraient du rester cachées. Trahison amour mystère va t elle risquée sa vie sa réputation pour LUI. Qui est il vraiment est qu'est ce qu'il veut d'elle?

The femme fatale speaks with the deceased, usurping hushed secrets buried six feet under. To a few like-minded strangers, she's equipped with an amiable grin rewarded only to fitting servants of death. Her victims tend to freeze whenever she turns a new page in her book; even if they no longer breathe. Past her lips spills poetry, some unsettling and some unfavorable with grim details best left darkened. She desires to share her art till decay beautifies her whilst questioning many: Will you learn the tragedy of each skeleton she's indefinitely locked away?

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Talon / La Griffe : Widowmaker, Reaper et Sombra. Les agents phares de cette organisation. Voici des histoires sur leurs missions et leurs relations.

I wasn't always the woman I am today. I grew up surrounded by girls and friends who, with all their brilliance, seemed to hold the world in their hands. Physically, I was the one no one noticed, the one standing at the back of the group, sometimes judged as the least pretty, the plain one. My friends, they were perfect 10s: flawless bodies, wasp-like waists, and eyes capable of turning every head. I know... you're wondering how that invisible girl became Anaïla, the femme fatale who lets no one enter her heart, who plays with emotions like a virtuoso mastering her art. Here is how it all began-between luxury, secrets, unexpected encounters, and a transformation that defies the gaze of others.

5 criminals, each their own specialty. She needs them to succeed her plan, all of them and she won't stop until she recruited every last one.

In the land of beautiful pyramids and the forever flowing Nile, lies a sinister ancient mystery. One that should never be answered. One that should remain hidden in the harsh sands of the desert till the end of time. But what happens when it's no longer hidden? When everything's revealed and nothing is left to answer? What is the price to pay for such a little mistake? The Wrath Of The Mummy Copyright © A. Hamna All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without written permission from the author. Disclaimer: This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and used fictitiously. Any resembelences to actual locales or events or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Never let your heart decide for you, always use your mind. That is something Amelie always does, she has never let her heart decide for her, and she isn't ever planning on letting it. So what happens when a very hot man she is supposed to hate tries to break down her walls? Damon Marino is the heir to the Italian mafia. He is a charming and cunning man and won't think twice about putting a bullet between your eyes. He was raised to think logically and he is very intelligent. Amelie Basco is the sister to the Spanish mafia leader. She was trained to be a powerful and strong assassin since she was 7 and kills anyone who stands in the way of her mission. She was raised to be ruthless and never hesitate to pull the trigger. What happens when these two meet again?