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Seventeen-year-old Clara Sebastian has perfected the art of staying invisible. Stage-four cancer has narrowed her world to hospital visits, constant medication, and an experimental drug that only postpones the inevitable. When her mother insists she attend a cancer support group just to talk, Clara prepares for pity and reminders of all she is losing.
Then she literally collides with Peter Waters.
Eighteen, charming, and fiercely alive despite losing his leg to cancer, Peter refuses to treat Clara as fragile or broken. Their first encounter is awkward, irritating, and strangely electric. He doesn't see her as someone dying; he sees her as someone fully present. In that moment, curiosity awakens where numbness had taken hold.
What starts as cautious conversations after meetings grows into shared jokes, movie nights, and quiet stolen afternoons…fragile, reckless moments that gently blur the line between friendship and something deeper, something that dares to feel like forever. Peter fears being forgotten more than he fears death itself. Clara understands that every day is borrowed. Together, they seek meaning in the face of limited time.
Clara finds refuge in obsessively rereading a novel that never fully answers what survival truly means. On impulse, she writes to its reclusive author and is astonished when he replies, inviting her to meet him abroad. The journey becomes a pivotal chapter for Clara and Peter, where their love blooms fully, bright and defiant, against the relentless passage of time.
When Peter is gone, Clara is left with profound grief, cherished memories, and the terrifying yet exhilarating courage to keep living.. for him, for herself, and for the fleeting infinity they created together.

She survived the stake. She escaped the swamp. But can she survive him?

Elora clawed her way out of the Lower City's gutters only to be thrown into Arcanum—a gilded cage where nobles hunt commoners for sport and ancient powers play deadly games. Branded a heretic, she's nothing but a research specimen to the cold elven Grand Magister who saved her life... and a fascinating new toy to the thousand-year-old vampire prince who watches her burn from the shadows.

But when dragonfire erupts from her veins and threatens to consume her from within, Elora must make an impossible choice: submit to the monsters who want to control her, or become a monster herself.

Sloane Mercer is the woman every government calls when the world is on fire and no one knows which line of code lit the match. Cold, brilliant and alone by choice, she has turned her past betrayals into armor. Then the one man she was never supposed to see again walks into her penthouse as her new bodyguard. Eli Ward was meant to be a nameless escape in a Berlin hotel room, not the person standing between her and a predator who knows too much. As cyberattacks twist into something obsessively personal and the media begins to feast on their chemistry, Sloane’s tidy categories of ally and threat blur. Loving him could cost her everything she has fought to build. Pushing him away might be the mistake that finally destroys her. How do you choose between the life you built and the one person who feels like home?

This book has been rewritten and is dedicated to my Grandmother, Marie Valerie Perrett. Her flesh and bones now lay as ash, while her spirit glows within the ones fortunate to have breathed her air, as memories, and moments from the past become those that define our future. In my life some of those are memories and lessons that she has taught me, not just by words, but by actions.

She gave me the tools to be a strong woman, and at times I admit I struggled to stand, but my grandmother held me by both hands at those times and lifted me up. Then she let me go, because she knew, she knew all along that one day I would need the strength to stand on my own. To lift my own daughter by her hands and learn to let her grow so she can become stronger.

Who you were or the way you felt, my Grandmother loved without judgement.

When she looked at me, spoke to me I never doubted her love, it was always an invisible beam between us. When I was younger we used to lay on her bed and she used to read to me stories from the bible while I used her arm as a pillow. I remember when I got a bit older and she read to me then I asked her, "Gran why does a story always start with Once Upon A Time?" She said because now it is a fairytale but once upon a time it was true. It was then I imagined life, I convinced myself that aliens were real. That I could be anything I want.

There is never a moment that is perfect to let the one you love go and she was one of the very few who I have loved and still do. I took my books off the pre-order today and I am glad I did. Because I get to share her memory with you guys. And dedicate this book that she waited so long to read but barely started. On Tuesday, December 4th 2018, I read the first chapter to her.

I wish I knew that it was the last day, but we never really know when death comes naturally, do we.