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Book II in the Fire Through Time trilogy - the adventure continues
Roche and Rayelle Bellvane – twin namesakes of the last living Dragon, Rocherayelle – seek more than a sheltered, Royal life. But when they are recruited by the infamous Barlow Academy, they find much more than they bargained for.br />
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Roche struggles to see the truth in his visions and hopes to change his destiny. Rayelle has mastered her inherited power of the flame, but the Dragon Memories hold a secret yet untold. Now, the fate of an ancient race rests upon her shoulders. &n | |  | | Fire's Daughter
...from the cliffs of Elbourn to the valley of a thousand sorrows, Zehdra Kilgarn must fight to save her heart's desire.
From the time of the Old Ones the fire was given. It waits for the next daughter of the Feyland line to be born. It waits for the next Fire Mistress. Zehdra Kilgarn’s time has come.br />
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Promised to a man she’s never met to stop a war she never started, Zehdra Kilgarn will embark on the journey of her life. But will she overcome her fear of her mother’s fate in order to master her power in time to save the man she loves?br />
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Gillam Bellvane needs a wife from the line Kilgarn and he needs her now, but can he choke down his distaste for an arranged marri | |  | | Second Avenue Second Hand - Anthology
Second Avenue Second Hand is a short story fiction anthology with all stories centering around a little curiosity shop in the fictional town of Bottle Bay. Multiple genres and unique voices come together in a cohesive and intertwining, fascinating reading experience. This anthology features 10 authors from around the globe and is a must-not-miss.
There is a shop on the corner of Second Avenue and Main. It is a shop filled with things. It is a shop filled with this and that, bits and pieces, odds and sods. You know the kind I mean. Ask anyone how long it’s been there and they’ll say, it seems like forever.br />
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Yes, the exterior needs some tender loving care and most of the lights in the old sign were burnt out long ago, but still they come. Some come with hopes of finding the perfect treasure to place upon their mantel. Others come to rid themselves of things unwanted. But this is no ordinary shop, and f |
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