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Ali Rain: Sometimes I think to myself, "How did I get here?" Then the pain hits and I remember...it's because she's gone. I now live in a new town, go to a new school, and I'm supposed to be moving on with my new life. Only, I no longer know who I am anymore. Dancing is all I have left and every day I feel completely alone. Silence has become the theme song to my life. She said to find some joy and light, but I don't know how. Mostly, I feel surrounded in darkness...that is, until I meet him.   

A tower shall rise. It has countless times before. This must be the last, never to fall, persisting forever… The ambitions of The Goddess ascend ever higher — she has her new Heaven, but its purpose remains to take the world. The acid test of that ambition looms day by day: the dread giant of the enemy marching to extinguish her flame before it becomes a fire.

Winner of the New England Book Award for Fiction From Lily King, beloved author of Writers and Lovers, Father of the Rain is a mesmerising novel about the complexity and power of familial love. Gardiner Amory’s life is reeling – Nixon is being impeached, his wife is leaving him and his...

Key allies rescued from the darkness, the Goddess of Mirrors and Fate turns to the bright, new future she dreams of. The road ahead is long, but she runs to it all the same. Time is always short. A brand new [Domain] awaits capture, and that there are obstacles in the way is never in question. Sometimes, the best policy was to hit them head-on, the best tactic to take the fight to your enemies first.

The Goddess rises up through the ashes of dead divinity to light a beacon for a world of ancient shadows. To conquer the reflections beyond, she must face the one that lies in the mirror. A cherished companion left in jeopardy, the Mystery Cult of the Goddess of Mirrors, Fate, Illusion, and Light has nonetheless grown and prospered, crushing its enemies and forging key alliances in two powerful cities. Faith Energy? Followers? Gold? It’s all rolling in. Her cup overflows. But to wake the one she cares for so dearly, she’d toss it all aside in an instant.

When artist Dani Manchester learns she’s slowly losing her vision, she becomes unmoored. Her ex-husband died only months before, leaving Dani and her preteen daughter grief stricken. Suddenly, the life Dani built for her family on the Outer Banks feels like a painful reminder of all they’ve lost. On a whim, Dani sells her waterfront home and buys an old farm inland near the Virginia state line. But Dani’s daughter recoils at the sudden, drastic change. The Outer Banks’ sun-swept beaches, pink dawns, and savage storms are all she’s ever known.

A Mirror Made of Rain is a devastating coming-of-age novel about the wounds of inherited trauma. Noomi Wadia, a bright, quick-tempered young woman with a penchant for getting into trouble, struggles with the fraught relationship she has with her mother. She grows from a lonely, wild-hearted...

At only ten years old, Katherine Forrester has already experienced her fair share of upheaval. It has been three years since she last saw her mother, a concert pianist whose career was cut short by a terrible accident. After a brief reunion, tragedy strikes once more, forcing Katherine from the familiarity of New York City to a foreign Swiss boarding school. Far from home, she struggles with the challenges of growing up. Stifled by her daily routine and the pettiness of her classmates, Katherine’s piano lessons with a gifted young teacher provide an anchor in the storm.

A story of resilience and redemption set against one of America’s defining moments - the Dust Bowl.

I've never really been included. I've never felt like I truly belonged. But then again, how could I? Living on this island, I've seen and heard too many things. Lies. Secrets. Lies I've been forced to tell and secrets I've been forced to keep. They keep me locked to myself. They're the reason I stand on the edge of the horizon and watch from afar. Other people's lives have evolved, but not mine. It's exactly the same. Day after day, the sun rises, and every time its rays penetrate my skin, I'm reminded that no matter how desperately I don't want to be, I'm trapped.