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Chapter 1 I make a triumphal entry into the first room of the headquarters. Headquarters of the platoon two four five, in the Earth space. Although the operation was on a large scale banishing of the Tungs migration from the moon, the soldiers welcome me cheerfully, acclaiming only my name. I knew that the rumor would spread quickly and I kept hearing the exaggerated murmurs of the feat. "They say he killed over a hundred Tungs and destroyed the fort on his own," I heard one say. "They claim in our squad that he killed a thousand Tungs and a queen." Another soldier interrupted them. He did more than that, he took the colony by himself. The deed had been quite a feat in the hostile field of the third moon, but the rumors were ridiculous and exaggerated. I could not deny them or give them the truth that I should, morale was through the roof and I would not be the one to say that our casualties were as many as theirs. Despite this, we recovered territory by rolling back the enemy and that was a great victory for humanity. -Attention! Officer in the area,” a low ranking soldier shouted. We stayed still in front of the sergeant first. A thin man, of mature age, gray-haired and in good condition.  Together with the ten men from my platoon, I made the corresponding salute. We struck  the heel in unison while at the same time bringing the hand at a forty-five degree angle to the forehead. "Very good job soldiers, I congratulate you on taking key territory in the war against the Tungs," said the sergeant, after a brief pause he continued. In two hours we will pay our respects to the fallen and to our hero commemorated with three medals. We saluted loudly, they gave the order to break formation and we moved to our rooms. Mine was empty, I had lost my three companions, lifelong friends where we shared everything. The sadness came from the depths derailing through the eyes. Pietro had fallen in the first week, I witnessed the mine that mutilated Terry and I had Camilo's agony in my hands, while the shrapnel pellets bled him little by little.

MEMORIES FROM ATLACATL by Dario Ventura FROM WAR TO PEACE A story told by ex-Salvadoran military personnel of their life and experiences during the Salvadoran civil war Memories of Atlacatl Testimonial book on one of the battalions of the Salvadoran civil war: BIRl Atlacatl, testimonial narratives of its former members Today I got up with the invitation to continue as a mute observer of today's veterans of the civil war, in silence so as not to cloud The story that they are determined to tell without being observed, the change of opinion of the military has surprised me; After more than 30 years of the civil war, everyone has made a decision not to tell their stories, but in an act of no less heroism than during the war they have decided to expose part of their experiences during the war. I have put myself behind the monitor to watch and listen to the film of their own lives, the countless hours remembering what was never contacted before by their own authors, their memories, the memories of Atlacatl.

THE LAZARUS PARCHMENT London. 2016 Writer and lecturer Patrick Stromfeld, while in London, finds himself drawn into a dark web of murder and conspiracy around an old document known as the "Lazarus Parchment." In this is the key to discover a secret kept for more than two thousand years and that can trigger the resurgence of the most ruthless and cruel mass murderer that human history has ever known.

When Harper wakes up that morning with a headache and prepares to get dressed to go to her little brother's graduation ceremony, she does not imagine that that same day, a handsome gentleman with an enigmatic look and a flirtatious smile will cross her path and that will dazzle her completely as soon as she sees him sitting in that subway car. One thing will lead to another, and in a matter of minutes, a pair of new acquaintances will surrender to their desires, in the bathroom of a subway station. For him, Daniel Ansdell, it will be one more experience, one of so many he has had throughout his life. He is a very confident man, with extensive experience in lovemaking arts, with a strong obsession for sex. He is uninhibited, cheeky and very direct when it comes to asking for what he wants. And although in the eyes of any lady he is perfect, he is not the type of man that a father would wish for his daughter. For her part, Harper is not a white dove, but she is not a veteran in love matters either. Her complicated life has led her to consider a couple of priorities. And having a romantic relationship is not among them. She is a fun woman, without prejudice, but with many responsibilities. Together they will have to face a series of emotions and feelings that will emerge in the midst of a whirlwind of passions. She will not be able to understand why that man awakens her most primitive side. It will be very difficult for him to recognize that she has taken over his thoughts and his will. "Limerence y Frenzy" is a love novel full of eroticism. It is a cocktail of sensations. A story that will make it clear that love is not sought, it simply comes... and when it does, it fucks us without mercy.