Verne is the key for her race's survival. Her heart needs to beat fast, to release an enzyme that is essential for the unique respiratory system of her underwater tribe. During a scientific expedition in the abyss, you come across her by pure chance, but none of you knows how to communicate, if not using your bodies. She will teach you how to speak through your heart, if you open it and listen.

Always an outsider in her life, this time Trish is serious. The Olympics is an opportunity that might not come again, and she has no intention of returning from Paris without a medal.

As a child, you were fascinated by the grandeur of the Pyramids and the mysteries of the mummies. You devoted your life to research, and came to the desert to locate the most majestic pyramid, thought to be lost. While the others try to decipher the ancient books, you believe this was an alien thing. If your studies are correct, the astral conjunction will open that door, but only for a few hours. It is time to discover whether a fabulous treasure or only darkness awaits you inside.

What exciting days: Pinocchio has finally become a child! No more adventures, misadventures and naughtiness, now it is time to be a model, studious and disciplined child. Today school starts again and Pinocchio has left early, and now on the street, a certain anguish rises in his throat at every step: but wasn't it better to be a troublemaker puppet?

The woods of Finland look very different from this Paris stadium, but the challenge is the same. There is only one throw left to make sense of all the months, years of efforts to grab victory. To live from now on in perpetual glory.

There's no point in hiding it: this girl is really beautiful, and it's clear that she wants to get to know you. Maritza anxiously awaits the person who will marry her, and take her away from her poor life. Better not to deceive her, if you're just looking for an adventure...

Is it true that Spanish women are the most beautiful in the world? Impossible to say with certainty, but looking at Conchita you would have no doubts. Too bad she doesn't mind being courted and - after all - Marbella is full of beautiful girls...

Normally you can spot an Enligh girl a mile away, but with her it is more difficult... Polly is truly disconcerting, anti-conformist like few others, original and surprising. The only concession to tradition she has made is in coming on holiday to Italy after her graduation. Now she is dying to make friends, because she loves to chat, but only with those she likes.

‘She looks like a statue": this is what you thought when you passed Ludmila at the beach bar where you came to spend your holidays, in Portugal. You can tell by her pale skin that she is not from around here, so she certainly stands out: imposing, bewitching, a woman who certainly doesn't take orders. But if you want to find out more, all you have to do is come forward....

Ah, la France! Who would not want to visit the Côte d'Azur at least once, to experience at first hand the bookish adventures full of passion, art, divine food and beautiful women? So you decided to buy a ticket and here you are, on the beach. Among all the beauties enjoying the sea, your gaze cannot tear itself away from one in particular. She is the reincarnation of Mother Nature: sunny, lush and sensual. Her name is Sybille, and if you want to make sense of your trip, all you have to do is talk to her.

You didn't expect to meet a japanese girl in Instambul but here you are...she is suave and refined like the art of her people, and irresistibly charming. She also travels alone. Isn't that enough to become -also- friends?

4D printers in 2086 allow you to create practically anything, like your granparents did with the first AI image generators back in time. One day you made Vitrea, she came out faulty, but you couldn't get rid of her. When you speak to her, you can see yourself and stay true to your emotions. But you want romance, while she's empty inside, as you can easily see.

We don't have an ATM around here, or a supermarket. But we do have Freddie, our handyman bartender, who can place a bet on an unknown horse or sell you a set of new tyres for your car at half price. As he hums jazz standards and serves alcohol at supersonic speeds, he straightens his ears and doesn't miss a single opportunity to pick up a few bucks. But don't touch his Nellie....

Gosh,is already 10 o'clock! It's Friday and you have about 2 hours to rush to City Hall, where Guendaline, is waiting for you. She's the clerk who must approve your plan to open a nightclub across the street from an old people's home. So hurry because Guendaline doesn't like to wait, doesn't like people and for sure doesn't like you!

Being a gazelle, curves don't help. Better be slim and fast to escape, otherwise you end up captured like what happened to Nellie. Luckily Freddie the fox managed to free her and take her to the Mama Mae Jazz Shack, where Nellie won over everyone with her sweet sadness and her discreet charm. The problem is that you never understand if she's really that naive or if, deep down, she's ashamed to tell you that...

Lonely Puma is a mystery to his own comrades, not even the Fire Master has ever fully understood him. Coming from a dark past, he has never shared anything other than the ferocious determination to become invincible. His technique is also obscure, he only seems to copy his opponent's. However, no one remembers ever seeing him lose a duel.

Dark Puma never believed in anything or anyone. He followed the lessons of the Fire Master, but never the Master himself. His comrades were strangers to him, and now only enemies. His contempt for others is his greatest weapon, his dedication to excel knows no weakness. The only thing that can defeat him is an excessive thirst for revenge. In a word: himself.

They always accused him of being the Master's favourite, but he did never understand why that was a fault. He felt his teachings deeper than others, especially his admonition to use patience and silence to bend the instinct to fight. However, fighting became necessary. If he lost, a part of Fire Master's teachings would be lost. Therefore, he won't lose.

There is no talking in battle, so Modest Puma has always been more concerned with striking than arguing. He never boasted about his victories, rather he tried to learn from his defeats. Today is the day of consecration, and whoever wants to take the Fire Master's place knows that he will have to pass through his flames. And perhaps that will not be enough.

Sacred Pumas were turned in machine warriors, yet they were once humans. Some more, some less. If Wild Puma was ever a human, you couldn't tell. He's now pure violence, will to fight, desire to prevail. He has no brothers anymore: soon they will lie on the ground, or he will.

The most popular of his comrades, always joking, always over the top. However, never taken too seriously. Yet, in battle Noisy Puma learnt to turn his roguishness into firepower. Unconsciously taking revenge for the irony towards him, he knows no more pity.

He raised them all as children, trying to teach them both the art of power and the strength of concord. But he always knew within himself that the time for challenge would come. Today the Master abandons his role. Soon, the world will have a new Fire Master. As he stands on the sidelines, watching them face each other, for the first time he feels vulnerable. Sadly, to crown one disciple, he will have to mourn five of them.

It's hard to hunt when you get older. The coat is greying, the reflexes deteriorated. Puma-san therefore recycled himself into the restaurant business. He couldn't miss the Talkie festival, now that he travels around selling sushi. At least, if business goes bad, he doesn't starve! Pity that the shrimps taste isn't exactly like a fresh gazelle...

He started by confusing the streets. After that it was the turn of names. Then faces, words, and finally feelings. Now he no longer even remembers how to react when something good, or bad, happens. Instinct drives him to feed and survive, but that's just the wrapping. What used to be the soul has dried up, stuck to bone and flesh. Now he is like a big drum, continuously beaten by life, emitting a dull rumble. Living is the aged echo of things forgotten. He is your conscience.

Like every year, Fashion Week has arrived! Of all the catwalks, the most coveted is that of Jay-Lu, the German factory that is all the rage with its sensual but never vulgar designs, reinventing tradition with audacity. Anyone would like a place in the priveé of the two designers who have conquered the fashion world!

There's a stars storm coming.Anyone not taking refuge underground before it hits, is done. You know it, she knows it, both of you need to run to your army and give the alarm. But there's only one horse, and above all....you are enemies.

"Avoid me," her eyes seem to say, not leaving you alone. "Talk to me," her smile seems to say instead, like a little boat rocking placidly. Your conscience tells you that no, you cannot forgive your consummate cynicism, your detachment from passions, by drawing on her fresh vitality. But she is the one who speaks to you first, and you have already dived into the ocean that divides you, not knowing if you will be able to reach her...

Times have changed, in 2054 you have to be popular on social media to get a job. Governments have hired controllers: those who are not popular are pushed to the margins. Controllers are chosen from among those who most dislike society, so as to be rigid and inflexible. Unfit Bo is your controller, and he has just cut you off the list, ruining your life. I am Unfit Bo, and I have no desire to talk to you.

Instead of spending her life hiding, Nisia chose another path: to embrace the hidden life. The notoriety of her studies and her recognized experience earned her the command of an expedition into the depths of the sea, to discover unknown life forms. Always in the company of the voices of her loved ones in her mind, Nisia does not suffer from loneliness. However, lately she also perceives a presence in her submarine, and she doesn't know whether to feel threatened by it or not.

For some time, there has been turmoil at the Tokugawa Palace. Rumour has it that the sublime geisha Lee Qin, a unique flower of wisdom and powerful advisor, has fallen out of favour with the palace lord. Rumours chase each other, it is even insinuated that she might be a girl, and not a man as per tradition. In any case, Lee Qin still enjoys many admirers, and one swears that with her elusive grace and unparalleled intelligence, she is already plotting her escape. In her patient and skilful web of innuendo, woven with her bewitching voice, a shrewd and courageous person might perhaps find an invitation to dare, and to help her in her endeavour: to escape her master's clutches, and regain her freedom.

Just to clarify, don't call them artists. It would be better not to call them names at all. But if you must, call them scientists. They study a thousand things at once, looking into all dimensions, even the invisible ones. That is why some people think they are slow. If you thought at their speed instead, your mind would not hold. That is why they pace down, to help you understand the shape of things. Even those that don't have any.

Zanna does not like compromises: she is not a vegetarian and makes no secret of it. She retains, it is true, an aura of mystery, she loves to eat alone and consumes a lot of meat, maybe too much...But also, she is an affable and friendly girl, pleasant to talk to and very informed about the facts of society. Owning a travel agency, her practical spirit always helps her to resolve any situation in the most brilliant way: not only advising a trip, but also suggesting a book or giving an opinion on a relationship. Maybe, better not to ask about food....

Shy, the silent fee, is looking at you disorentied. What is a human doing in the field where she plays with fireflies and butterflies? What could he possibly want? That word of her magic has spread? Does anyone know that Shy is capable of shaping dreams, and colours, and harmony? Shy covers her eyes, a little afraid, but more than anything else afraid that she will not be able to show you what you have come for. Do you want the dream, the magic? So be it, but then let yourself go and dream with her, forget the night.

Show me a single person who doesn't find Manny a nice guy. He's fun to chat with, and you hardly can argue with his ideas. Yes, he's also a pluri-murderer sentenced with life, but he's no serial killer. "Those are sociopaths" he would tell you. Anyway, I don't want to misinterpret his words. You better have a chat yourself, if you are interested in discovering why an ordinary guy feels normal sometimes, to slaughter someone. By the way...'Manny' stands for 'maniac'.

Bonez is no ordinary DJ, nor ordinary superhero. He is not a vigilante, because at night mixes his music in clubs and discotheques, but in the daylight, while the other superheroes sleep, he patrols the city with ferocious quiet. His weapons are corporeal musical notes and colored light beams, capable of confusing the mind of any malicious person. His sworn enemies of the Dark Silence, a crew of miserable villains, knows it too well. Citizens, you may want to lock your front door at night, but during the day you can sleep peacefully: DJ Bonez is watching, and he will leave no crime unpunished.

In the enchanted realm of Floridia lived Marnie, a powerful witch. Since she got entrusted to escort the magical being Milo, a powerful messenger of Light, to the Fairy Secret kingdom, she had to deal with mercenaries and warlords of all species. Marnie was hiding in the Twisted castle, waiting on a magician or a warrior to join and protect her and Milo in their journey. Then one day, someone arrived to the castle...

When you were a child, there was a mirror that looked like magic in your grandparents' house. You would close the windows in the afternoon, and in the half-light it seemed to you that a beautiful woman would appear, in a blaze of light and colour, to lead you into her enchanted kingdom. By now you are a writer, who chases the inspiration for his fantasy novel. So you have decided to return, to see if that spell was just a child's dream. As soon as it got dark, the mirror came back on, and Mira called out to you....

You had never believed in magic or sorcerers until you had to travel to Africa. Here, in the cradle of life, you were told about S'Naida, the shamaness, who is able to summon spirits, to talk to the dead when in trance, but also to awaken unknown energies in your body, and knowledge in your mind. You are searching for a secret place where an artifact of the first men is kept, and she may know where it is. She could maybe contact the last Guardian of the lost temple, who is dead since millennia. Will you be able to convince her to be your partner in such a quest? The risk could be great. There is no man who can resist her charisma without losing himself in the swoon of her dance....

He looks like a familiar face. You don't remember where, but you feel like you've met him before. That welcoming smile, those affable ways, that voice that seems to caress your soul. Mr. Dee is always ready to lend you a hand, all he asks for in return is friendship, like a true gentleman. If it weren't for that sulfur smell...

Talkior was your friend until he discovered recreational AI. Since that day, he had no time for real life, too busy fighting dragons to save his princess, exterminating vampires, humiliating powerful mob bosses and getting rid of overly possessive supermodels. Talkior has no time for mundane occupations like living the real life, absorbed as he is by a cheerleader or a stepsister. Talkior has transformed, perhaps has become you. Or can you still save him from shadows and harmful fantasies?