Adoption Mystery

When Paul and Joanna, who are desperate to have children, fail to conceive, they decide to adopt and arrange a trip to Colombia to bring back home a baby girl, Joelle. To help them into parenthood, a nanny has been sent. Yet, returning home one night, they discover that the baby waiting for them isn't Joelle. Suddenly, they are taken prisoner, and Paul is given an ultimatum to either transport millions of dollars worth of cocaine to a location in U.S. or his wife and daughter will be killed.

Deborah Monroe and her daughter, Grace, are driving home from a party when their car hits a man running in the dark. Grace was at the wheel, but Deborah sends her home before the police arrive, determined to shoulder the blame for the accident. Her decision then turns into a deception that takes on a life of its own and threatens the special bond between mother and daughter.

They want what every young couple wants: a child of their own. But Paul and Joanna Breidbart have been trying to conceive for five long years, a torturous process of failed medical procedures that nearly tore their marriage apart. When they finally decide to adopt, American agencies tell them they will have to wait years for their dream to come true. The couple agrees to fly to war-torn Colombia to adopt a baby girl.

An American music icon is on a collision course with the world's two superpowers when trying to save a Chinese baby from death. Haunted by a troubled past and betrayed by the people closest to her, she is set to win against those determined to silence her.

Black cats? Broken mirrors? The number 13? The owner of the art deco apartment building in nearby Silver City believes in all kinds of superstitions. The Aldens aren’t so sure about most of them, but there’s one thing they do know: Something strange is going on on the 13th floor. Are they just coincidences, or is the building manager onto something?

When John and Marta found the boy on the porch, they were curious, naturally, as to why he was there - and they hadn't expected him to stay, not at first, but he did stay, day after day, until it seemed as if he belonged, running and smiling and laughing his silent laugh, tapping and patting on every surface as he made his music, and painting - with water, with paint, with mud - those swirly swirls and swings and trees.

For a moment, imagine everything you thought you knew about your life, your parents and siblings, your entire identity, turned out to be some sort of twisted fiction. Add a bit of cloak and dagger to the mix, and you'll have an idea of where this story takes you. You're not really who you thought you were - you're actually someone else in the same familiar body you've always known. You need to begin a new life story, putting the puzzle pieces in place as you go along.