On the night of her 40th birthday, Tonia Connors' life takes an unforeseen twist. It's a twist that knocks her down and compels her to confront the ghosts of her past mistakes. As the clock ticks and shadows deepen, Tonia is thrust into a battle with her own history, seeking redemption amidst the echoes of yesterday's choices.

A forbidden love blossoms between Sara and Adrien. They both hiding secrets from each other that is holding their love back. As they navigate their feelings for each other Sara uncovers his true identity by accident. And all of a sudden she finds herself caught up in the dangerous world of corruption and lies. Will their love survive the secrets and dangers that threaten to tear them apart? And will her family accept her when they find out what she chose for her life? This is the second book of -the acrobat and the empire- series.

In a world hidden from the eyes of the kingdoms, a mysterious meeting unfolds - the secret gambling ring. Unaware of their true identities, the "Mystic Wanderer" and "King's Ace" become entangled in a high-risk game that goes beyond wealth and power. As secrets are revealed, alliances formed and forbidden desires ignite, their fates intermingle in a dancing shadow. But is it all just a game?

Soulmates. When we think about them we tend to romanticize their existence. But what if it is all far from finding a partner for life and instead more about finding that one person who is the final key to uncover the mysteries and beauty of our own lifes? This is not a lovestory, but a story about love in its purest form. A mindful walk through stories, all connected to each other, but every single one special for itself. Made for all those freezing little lifes with a broken, empty heart to be healed and inspired to find their purpose and own place again in the precious connections they make, rather with special souls, nature or finally with themselves. Because this is what he always wanted to show us. And he still does it. He will always do: "Suddenly, there was a stranger in my nightmares. Someone I had never met in my life at that time. Someone I could not even imagine existing. But he saved me not only from my nightmares, but also from the harsh truth of reality. "

"The Etymology of Praying to the Porcelain Gods" refers to those moments when we are intoxicated and at our most vulnerable-hunched over a toilet, spewing out the remnants of our stomach's contents, and desperately hoping, almost dying, really, for a higher power to save us. This book is just that: a collection of poems that yearn for art, for fragility itself, to serve as a form of salvation during our adolescent years. Cheers to girlhood, liminality, and the diaspora experience.