my scars breathe no shame for my wings are growing from the wounds you left Tears of Ash and Light takes you on a journey of self-discovery, grasping light, and finding love in the broken mosaic of life. Born of trauma and healing, this collection of poetry gives readers a touching reminder of what it means to be human. From poems that detail the heartache of recovering from abuse to dealing with new love and hope after pain, Tears of Ash and Light is a powerful read for anyone who is learning how to rise from ashes into the beauty of life. This stunning edition is filled with illustrations & stardust scenes, and the words within offer you feelings of magic, coming home, being understood, and like all the worlds of beauty are yours to hold... if you just reach out.

A writer of rare imagination, Sarah Ash lends her unique vision to epic fantasy. In this captivating continuation of her saga, the author of Lord of Snow and Shadows revisits a realm filled with spirits and singers, daemons and kings. . . . Gavril Nagarian has finally cast out the dragon-daemon from within himself. The Drakhaoul is gone—and with it all of Gavril’s fearsome powers. No longer possessed, he is instead being driven mad by the Drakhaoul’s absence. Worse, he has betrayed his blood, his people, and put the ice-bound princedom of Azhkendir at risk—and lost.At the mercy of the victorious Eugene of Tielen, Gavril is sentenced to life in an insane asylum. For the power-hungry Eugene longs to possess a Drakhaoul of his own, and his prisoner seems the best way to achieve that goal. Meanwhile, a shattered empire reunites. But peace is as fragile as a rebel’s whisper—and a captive’s wish to be free. . . . Praise for Prisoner of the Iron Tower “A new fantasy series [that] will leave readers drooling to get their hands on the sequel.”—Publishers Weekly “Solid, wonderful fantasy, sparkling and imaginative!”—Booklist “Ash takes her large and colorful cast of characters from horror to pathos, from triumph to betrayal, smoothly and convincingly. a roller-coaster ride of events and emotions in the best modern fantasy manner.”—Kirkus Reviews

In the new edge-of-your-seat adventure from national bestselling author Nick Petrie, Peter Ash pursues one case--and stumbles into another--in the City of the Blues. Iraq war veteran Peter Ash is restless in the home he shares with June Cassidy in Washington State. June knows Peter needs to be on the move, so she sends him to Memphis to help her friend Wanda Wyatt, a photographer and war correspondent who's been receiving peculiar threats. When Peter arrives in Memphis, however, he finds the situation has gone downhill fast--someone has just driven a dump truck into Wanda's living room. But neither Wanda nor Peter can figure out why. At the same time, a young homeless street musician finds himself roped into a plan to rob a jewelry store. The heist doesn't go as planned, and the young man finds himself holding a sack full of Rolexes and running for his life. When his getaway car breaks down, he steals a new one at gunpoint--Peter's 1968 green Chevrolet pickup truck. Peter likes the skinny kid's smarts and attitude, but he soon discovers that the desperate musician is in far worse trouble than he knows. And Wanda's troubles are only beginning. Peter finds himself stuck between Memphis gangsters--looking for Rolexes and revenge--and a Mississippi ex-con and his hog-butcher brother looking for a valuable piece of family history that goes all the way back to the Civil War.

In the new edge-of-your-seat adventure from bestselling author Nick Petrie, Peter Ash pursues one case--and stumbles into a deadlier one--in the City of the Blues. Iraq war veteran Peter Ash is restless in the home he shares with June Cassidy in Washington State. June knows Peter needs to be on the move, so she sends him to Memphis to help her friend Wanda Wyatt, a photographer and war correspondent who's been receiving peculiar threats. But when Peter arrives in Memphis, he finds the situation has gone downhill fast--someone has just driven a dump truck into Wanda's living room. But neither Wanda nor Peter can figure out why. At the same time, a young homeless street musician finds himself roped into a plan to rob a jewelry store. The heist doesn't go as planned, and the young man finds himself holding a sack full of Rolexes and running for his life. When his getaway car breaks down, he steals a new one at gunpoint--Peter's 1968 green Chevrolet pickup truck. Peter likes the skinny kid's smarts and attitude, but he soon discovers that the desperate musician is in far worse trouble than he knows. And Wanda's troubles are only beginning. Peter finds himself stuck between Memphis gangsters--looking for Rolexes and revenge--and a Mississippi ex-con and his hog-butcher brother looking for a valuable piece of family history that goes all the way back to the Civil War.

"They say the eyes are the window to the soul" The creature purrs as its talons dig into my face, tearing out may eye and pulling away half of my face. "But I find the chest is an easier access point"... ------------------------------------------------------ What happens when an Angel gets cast down from Heaven? Well, sometimes, it ends up turning into your worst nightmare turned blessing. Harlee.. He tried to eat me. No, literally eat me. But he fucked up. So now we're sharing a soul. Mine. And nobody seems happy about it. Angels, Demons, even weird-ass cult members are after us. And somehow, somehow, I can't stand to be apart from him anymore.. Zeev.. I hate her. She tied me to her with her pitiful scrap of a soul. So maybe that's partly my fault, but I want my freedom, from Heaven, Hell and this human girl most especially. So tell me why I'm drawn ever closer, circling her like a shark desperate for the kill, and yet somehow longing for her touch as well. Have I cursed us both? Excerpt from the book: "Enough, enough." I panted, as he continues, but he growled. "Still hungry, My Lady. This or hunting." And his tongue continued to torture me until I again was trembling with pleasure. I groaned as he still didn't stop. My body arched and and tried to escape him. He growled and pinned me down. I screamed as my next climax left me trembling so hard I could barely move. Zeev snarled appreciatively. "Should I give you some time to recover?" He asked softly before running his fingers up my torso again. I moaned. How could it be that those slitted eyes that I once found so terrifying, I now found so comforting? Advisory for gore, violence, mature content, language. This is a 'reverse harem' novel with multiple love interests. A 'why chose' novel.

Three kingdoms. One man. A destiny written in blood. An epic fantasy series begins . . .Seemingly always the outsider, Gavril Andar - an impoverished young painter - yearns to join the privileged circles of Muscobar polite society. However, unknownto him, he does have royal blood in his veins: the dark and powerful blood of a father he never knew.

A Family to Call Her Own After becoming a foster parent to a young boy, equine therapist Jordan Conley’s life gets turned upside down. Little Levi is in need of an exceptional pediatrician, which means seeking help from Dr. Ash Sheehan—a man that, despite her heart-pounding crush, isn’t her type. Her life is horses and hay, and she can’t imagine the suit-clad doctor in a pair of cowboy boots. As a confirmed bachelor, Ash has never been nervous around women, but there’s something about Jordan that flusters him, and working closely together doesn’t help. The last thing he’s looking for is long-term romance. But the more involved he gets, the more he wishes they could stay together…always.