Fabricio Vélez Guaricela

Here I am again, fighting for my life. You already know me. I used to be Madame Calixta Harlow Carlyle, the Exotic prostitute of Talbert but not anymo

The room is dark as we lay in his bed. We moved here after our time on the couch, when we finally caught our breaths and were able to chase the dizz

The room is dark as we lay in his bed. We moved here after our time on the couch, when we finally caught our breaths and were able to chase the dizz

A baking book bursting with joy that will have you hightailing it to the oven—and planning a trip to your local corner store. Growing up in the Bronx,

This book examines how Latin American detective stories portray individualism and the state through the figures of the private eye and the police. Fab