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Idella does not like at all that her pregnant husband works in the library for a long time and climbs on rickety old ladders to sort books. Jervis is already seven months pregnant with twins, his belly is big and heavy, so Idella finds nothing better than not letting her husband out of the house to work and caressing her adorable omega Jervis's rounded tummy for hours.

Glases, herbs and one by one shoured swears..that's how Jakov has been spending the day at the spirit table, trying to invoke another departed. “Ruf, you should know where hi's soul!” displeasedly shouts Yakov, throwing books out of table. The girl's spirit wasn't in the least encouraging. “I don’t know, Jakov, I don’t know! I don't see him after a death! ” she fold her arms over the chest. “ I'm just as worried as you are... Where can he be? ” Meanwhile, a ginger cat is simply wagging

In shadows' embrace, where silence prevails, A solemn dance with the Reaper unveiled, Death, a companion to all in due time, Inevitable fate, no reason nor rhyme.

In the heart of a distant country, where time passes like a tired warrior after countless battles, an old fort, the guardian of mysterious memories, towered. In its walls, saturated with the smell of former wars, reflections of the past greeted guests like ghosts wandering among the ruins of memory.

At the edge of the world, where the heavens embrace the earth for the last time, there lived one soul that lost its bright star. Her life was like an endless ocean full of unexplored secrets and unfathomable depths. But in this ocean, the melody of sadness sounded like a quiet wind gently blowing over the soul, reminding of sad goodbyes.

A modern girl, a child of the age of sarcasm, cynicism, and memes, accidentally finds herself in a real medieval setting at the height of religious wars. But Anzhelika isn’t one to despair, and by the way, now the noble Sultan Salah ad-Din, who has intrigued her since her school years, is very close by...

Two police officers investigate a case about a sect of crazy fanatics.

Her training as an enchantress is not even half complete. Her job is to kill monsters. She travels alone in a barbarian land, recently conquered by her compatriots. Her path does not promise to be easy, but she does not intend to retreat.

Interesting moments from ancient history.

The most frequently dying character types in art.