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Buried alive…As a teenager, Vickie Preston survived an attack by a serial killer. That was the first time she saw a ghost. Now the city of Boston is being terrorized–someone is kidnapping women and burying them alive, but cruelly leaving a glimmer of hope for the authorities by sending a clue about their location. Vickie is pulled into the investigation when her name is mentioned in one of the notes. And as a historian, she has the knowledge to help uncover the graves the killer known as the Undertaker is choosing. But she also has another, unique lead: the spirit of one of the victims is appearing to her in dreams.Special Agent Griffin Price is on the case for the Krewe of Hunters, the FBI's special unit for paranormal investigators. He feels particularly protective of Vickie, since their shared past is connected to the threat that currently surrounds them. With the killer accelerating his plans, time is running out for more victims hidden around the city. Vickie is becoming closer with Griffin, but she's getting too close to the danger, and every breath could be her last.

Mrs. Hudson has been through a lot as the landlady of Sherlock Holmes. But nothing has worried her as much as the private detective being too sick to leave his bed. She calls for his partner, Dr. John Watson, to attend him. Can Watson bring a specialist to cure this dying detective or was it all an act?

Can you imagine that the characters of our favorite cartoons and books come to life again? What if they “merge” for some time with children who gathered at the festival of talented youth? And how does this help the tale come to life again? Find out by reading this story.

Permanent studying – Maikl, как мне достичь совершенства в своей жизни, во всех ее аспектах, я хочу быть первым во всем, не меньше? – Well… ты должен учиться. Процесс учебы должен сопровождать тебя каждый твой день. Когда ты просыпаешься утром ты обязан спросить себя, чему, где и когда сегодня ты будешь учиться. Когда ты ложишься спать вечером, ты спрашиваешь себя о результатах.

В какой-то момент я остановилась. Сделала паузу. Я постоянно убегала от себя, боялась остаться наедине со своими мыслями, но сейчас мне это просто необходимо. Раньше я боялась говорить о том, что происходит у меня в душе, мне не о чем было говорить с людьми. Мне было проще поговорить с самой собой, с текстами, с заметками в блокноте, но рассказать всё какому-то определённому человеку я не могла. Потеряв свои крылья, я опустилась на самое дно. Благодаря этому я обрела новый смысл.