Títulos em Psicológico

Picture a social misfit who has stumbled through life, making every conceivable mistake along the way. Despite his best efforts to find stability and understanding in a world that seemed to elude him, he remained stubborn and uncompromising, clinging to a deep-seated attitude of non-conformity. His headspace had no room for compromise, and as a result, he had never experienced a meaningful relationship of any kind.

A struggling Brooklyn artist is haunted by the ghost of Jean-Michel Basquiat — and the only way to save his own future is to recover Basquiat’s stolen past. With his first solo exhibition on the line and eviction notices looming, a 37-year-old painter teeters on the edge of collapse. He’s drowning in debt, eating ramen by the packet, and staring down a wall of untouched canvases. Then, in a haze of insomnia and subway rides, Basquiat himself appears — sharp-tongued, restless, and demanding.

Once a father with dreams, a man of faith, and purpose, he now lives alone in a 29-foot RV on the edge of Abilene, Texas—estranged from his children, estranged from himself, and estranged from God. Haunted by regret, exhausted by failure, and on the verge of surrender, Michael is ready to disappear into the silence of it all… until a stranger meets him on a bridge and utters one phrase that cuts through the noise: “You’re not alone in this.”

Rachel returns to the family farmhouse to check on her aging father—once a strong, principled man now slipping into confusion and decline. But what begins as a simple visit unravels into something far darker. The family’s once-prized coin collection is mysteriously missing. Important documents have been altered. And at the center of it all stands Eli—her brother, her childhood tormentor, and the master of lies who’s been manipulating their father from the shadows.

Born to a teenage mother who never stopped trying, Nova Jean carries deep scars from a childhood laced with emotional neglect, confusion, and unanswered questions. Now in her twenties, Nova’s anger and resentment consume her. Her mother, Ava Simone, once broken herself, spent years doing her best to give Nova a life better than she ever had—but Nova can’t see past the pain.

Das Hotel „Höri-Traum“ lag da wie eine schlafende Diva. Ein Jugendstiljuwel, das selbst im Mondlicht noch eine gewisse Eitelkeit versprühte. Der See glitzerte schwarz und geheimnisvoll, als hätte er beschlossen, sich mit der Nacht zu verbünden. Von fern kam das leise Plätschern der Wellen ans Ufer, dazu das Zirpen ein paar hartnäckiger Grillen. Nur das Hotel wirkte wie aus der Zeit gefallen – mit seinen ziselierten Balkonen, den hohen Fenstern und diesem beinahe zu perfekten Schweigen. Doch Stille hat die unangenehme Eigenschaft, sich gern selbst zu verraten. Manchmal genügt schon ein Schritt.

Looking for a slow, meditative story to unwind with? Tea With the Emperor’s Ghost is a 5,000-word work crafted for quiet evenings, gentle minds, and listeners who love tea, philosophy, and starlit reflection. On a secluded hillside terrace, a humble scholar prepares tea each evening—always two cups, though only one is needed. Tonight, as lanterns glow and bamboo whispers, a guest appears: an emperor long gone, his presence carrying both the weight of dynasties and the lightness of profound peace.

Il giorno di Natale, in uno sperduto paesino di montagna sommerso come ogni anno da una fitta coltre di neve, accade un evento sconvolgente: mentre la gente si dispone a mettere da parte i rancori, cercando di essere più buona almeno per le festività, le statuine di Gesù Bambino scompaiono misteriosamente da tutti i presepi. Le prime ad accorgersene sono tre madri di famiglia che, indignate, accusano i figli del furto. Quando però si sparge la voce che l'inquietante fatto non ha colpito solo quel borgo ma addirittura il mondo intero, la rabbia cede il posto al panico.

Velora, once obsessed with purging memory and controlling narrative, begins to unravel. Her transformation is slow, marked by silence and subtle recognition. She shifts from deletion to devotion, learning to archive not for clarity, but for compassion. Father Labby, long a keeper of ritual, faces his own reckoning—will he cling to structure, or surrender to the spiral? At the heart of it all is Maria, whose presence is not loud but luminous. Her stories, her gestures, her dance in the Spirala Pașilor Smeriți become a living transmission. She doesn’t speak truth. She becomes it.

You can’t outrun what’s inside you. And when the past hunts in silence, even the sharpest mind can go blind. Hailie Chambers is used to blood. As a forensic photographer, she’s the calm behind the crime scene tape—documenting brutality, frame by frame, with a precision most people can’t stomach. She doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t get involved. She just captures the truth and moves on. But when a new case surfaces—a scene more sadistic than anything she’s ever documented—something in her shifts. The violence isn’t random. The cuts are clean. The message is deliberate. And it feels familiar.

Kit's summer position at the Abbaye de Saint Maurice, an upscale hotel in the French Alps, was meant to be a new start. But after she became entangled with a mysterious group of guests, the estate came to hold her darkest secret, and she had no choice but to flee. A decade later, Kit receives an invitation to return to the hotel for the first time since she left. But who is calling her back? And why, when they had all promised to stay away?

En un aeropuerto lleno de silencios, maletas y heridas abiertas, Elida y Él se cruzan cuando más lo necesitan. Elida cansada de huir. Él, al borde de rendirse. Lo que parecía una despedida se convierte en un encuentro que trasciende el tiempo, el miedo y las palabras no dichas. Esta es una historia escrita desde la herida, la fe y el amor que aún cree. Un viaje poético hacia lo más profundo del alma, donde el dolor se convierte en verdad y el silencio en renacimiento. Para quienes han amado sin ser vistos, guardan cartas que nunca enviaron y aún creen que no estaban perdidos…

After forty-two years away, Léa returns to her grandmother's house in Sainte-Flavie. Within the walls that once held her only happy summers, she finds the scent of strawberry jam, the creaking stairs, and the unsent letters from Simone, who waited for her until her final breath. As the tides mark the rhythm of her days, Léa confronts her ghosts: a violent mother, a stolen childhood, and years spent running. With Gabriel—the village carpenter who never forgot her—she slowly learns to trust again, to receive love, to plant roots.

Alex’s journey begins in a place of deep struggle—homeless, battling addiction, and isolated from the people who once cared for them. After hitting rock bottom, they take the first steps toward recovery, attending support meetings and slowly rebuilding their life. Along the way, they reconnect with old relationships, including their mother and childhood friend Liam, while also forming new bonds with Casey, a steadfast supporter, and Maya, a troubled teen who reminds Alex of their younger self.

Alexander hat alles: Reichtum, Charisma und eine Welt voller Möglichkeiten. Doch ein dramatischer Kletterunfall in den einsamen Bergen reißt ihn aus seinem sorglosen Leben–und verändert alles. Als er in einer Felsspalte den vergessenen Brief eines verstorbenen Schulkameraden entdeckt, ahnt er nicht, dass dieses unscheinbare Stück Papier seine gesamte Existenz auf den Kopf stellen wird.

When Sienna Larsen learns of the reopening of the infamous Sokolov Park almost sixty years after the derailment of its flagship coaster claimed five lives, she’s faced with an uncanny sense of familiarity. During a past life regression, she inhabits the memories of Marilou Chambers, one of its victims. Drawn to Marilou’s seeming perfection—a loving boyfriend, a happy family, and a bright future—her obsession with the incident festers, one that won’t be quelled until she visits the park again.

Quietus Part II: Sophie is a sequel to the original play Quietus and follows the character, Sophie, on the next stage of her journey and on her recovery from a traumatic head injury inflicted by her brother.

After six years of caring for her ailing parents, literature professor Selwyn Aldridge is alone in the weathered Victorian house where she grew up. Grief hangs heavy in every room, and her mother’s once-glorious garden is buried beneath weeds. When a bottle of morphine disappears during a moment of despair, Selwyn begins to question her grip on reality—until a radiant stranger named Blossom appears, arriving with uncanny timing and an instinct for exactly what Selwyn needs. With Blossom’s quiet guidance, Selwyn begins to restore her mother’s garden—and, slowly, her own sense of purpose.

She remembers two lives. Only one can be real. After a devastating car crash, Emily wakes in a hospital to find her life unrecognizable. The man by her side says he’s her husband. A child calls her “mom.” The house she’s taken to feels like home—yet every corner is a stranger’s memory. But somewhere deep inside, another life beats like a second heart. A life she knows is hers. A life she refuses to believe has vanished. As fragments from both realities grow sharper, Emily is drawn into a psychological tug-of-war. Each world feels real. Each world holds people she loves.

Nel 1978 la guerra è finita, ma il Vietnam non ha ancora trovato pace. Anh e i suoi fratelli sono costretti a scappare, unendosi alla schiera delle centinaia di migliaia di quelli che saranno in seguito definiti boat people, e lasciandosi tutto alle spalle: la casa, gli odori della cucina materna, le voci dei piú piccoli. Il mare che dovrebbe portarli in salvo si trasforma in una linea di confine tra speranza e tragedia. Quando finalmente arrivano a Hong Kong, sono soli.