Title: Ashes of Paradise
Series: The Helio Chronicles
Series: The Helio Chronicles
Author: Valerie Roeseler
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Eden Elements Publishing
Publication Date: July 6th, 2018
Blurb:
*TO BE READ AFTER THE HELIO TRILOGY*
For Anora’s sixteenth birthday, an unexpected gift comes into her possession. A delicate book whose gilded edges hold the secrets of the past from Enochian history that have shaped her world. Through its pages, Anora discovers why the Griffins fell from Paradise, when relationships between angelic ranks became acceptable, where Guides come into being, and how those expected to be infallible are not without weakness. She uncovers a sinister past that molded a Dark essence, a mistake that was destiny in the making, an angel’s rebellion that greatly cost a family, and the beginnings of an epic love that conquered all odds.
*Stories Include:
Fall of the Griffins – Theodora, Cassius, and Beckett’s Story
Embodiment of Love and War – Evelyn and Camael’s Story
Vindication of Mercy – Alice and Eric’s Story
Rapture of Death – Azrael and Lilith’s Story
Shadow of Enigma – Cora’s Story
Force of Resistance – Becky’s Story
Maverick of Mayhem – Jack’s Story
Sacrifice of Love – Ivy and Gideon’s Story
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Valerie Roeseler is a bestselling author, devoted mother, and workaholic with the determination of a queen bee. She began writing as a child, creating fantastical stories with villainous animals on her toy typewriter. In her teenage years, her writing became a poetic secret before she wrote music, transforming them into lyrics. Valerie’s early inspirations came from her obsession with mythology and British literature. Her debut novel, Midnight Divine, is the first in The Helio Trilogy. She is a native Texan and an enthusiast of art, music, adrenaline, coffee, wine, and hair dye. When left to her own devices, she tends to forget that sleep is a necessity.
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The Angel of War, who I used to think of as a being you never wanted to meet, shakes his head and offers his hand, “Walk with me?”
My stomach flutters again as my hand slips into his. We walk in silence through the town.
The sky roars louder, and I clench Camael’s hand tighter. I finally ask, “Why does the sky do that? Is that The Creator trying to communicate with them?”
The sky roars louder, and I clench Camael’s hand tighter. I finally ask, “Why does the sky do that? Is that The Creator trying to communicate with them?”
Camael smiles wide, “It is thunder. Earth is a very different environment. The weather in Paradise is a constant. We do not know of anything but the warmth and Light of The Creator. Here, there is cold, hot, snow, wind, rain… Thunder is a sure precedence of rain.”
He stops me, and we face each other before he takes my other hand. “It is a sensation to be experienced.”
He stops me, and we face each other before he takes my other hand. “It is a sensation to be experienced.”
A drop of water falls onto his cheek, and he closes his eyes. He tilts his head up as more water drips across his face from above. I start to feel it and mirror him. The water kisses my skin slow and gentle at first. Before long, it is as if we have been standing beneath a waterfall. I open my eyes and find Camael smiling at me slightly dazed. There’s a need for me to close the distance between us. Camael takes a step closer before I can, causing me to stutter, “Cam… I… I am feeling things I should not.”
He is so close, I have to look up as he whispers to me, “You are not alone.”
“We could not possibly be meant for each other.”
He agrees, “Our ranks are not aligned.”
“Maybe we should keep our distance from each other.”
He hesitates, his focus bouncing between my pleading gaze. “I cannot do that.”
For the first time in my existence, I experience something I never expected. The Angel of War’s lips touch mine. A surge of energy shoots through my body with no distinct origin. My wings burst from concealment, tearing the dress I was given. Camael pulls me closer. At this moment, I know I am meant to be with him, yet it is frowned upon because of our ranks. He is an Original Archangel. I am just an Archangel. My position in the hierarchy is nowhere near his ilk. I do not belong with him, but it feels so right.
That one kiss is all it takes. Camael and I are inseparable. For months, we search London for Leviathan, getting closer every day. Cam and I share secret glances, sneak out after dark, and I know we are doomed because… I love him.
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