Title: Ashes & Ice
Author: Rochelle Maya Callen
Release Day: February 4th, 2013
Genre: Young Adult
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She is desperate to remember.
He is aching to forget.
Together, they are not broken.
But together, one may not survive.
Jade wakes up with no memory of her past and blood on her hands.
Plagued by wicked thoughts, she searches for answers. Instead, she finds a boywho doesn't offer her answers, but hope. But sometimes, when nightmares turninto reality and death follows you everywhere, hope is not enough.
LUST. LOVE. LOSS. Sometimes, all that is left are Ashes and Ice.
He is aching to forget.
Together, they are not broken.
But together, one may not survive.
Jade wakes up with no memory of her past and blood on her hands.
Plagued by wicked thoughts, she searches for answers. Instead, she finds a boywho doesn't offer her answers, but hope. But sometimes, when nightmares turninto reality and death follows you everywhere, hope is not enough.
LUST. LOVE. LOSS. Sometimes, all that is left are Ashes and Ice.
“Have you ever been in love?”
I spill my popcorn on my lap. “I, uh, what?” I say, swiping off the kernels.The question catches me off guard.
“You know, in love.”
“No. No, I haven’t.” I shift on the couch, needing more space between us. “Whatabout you?”
“Nah.” She flicks her hand toward me as if she is brushing away nonsense, butthe hard look in her eyes says something different.
“Why?”
She points to the TV screen and the couple making out there. “Figured if youhad been, then you could explain that to me.”
The guy sweeps the girl up and carries her into bed before they… you know. “Uh,sex?”
She bursts out laughing. “That too. But I was talking about what it feelslike to be, you know, in love. Totally, without question. Like, does that,” shepoints to the screen again, “exist?”
“Yeah, I think it exists.” I think of mom and dad—the way they kissed everymorning, hugged a few moments longer than anyone else, laughed so hard theycried, and cuddled, shutting out the world, looking more content than thesefakers on the screen. “It exists. And in real life, it’s better than thatcrap.” I say, suddenly uncomfortable by the moaning coming from the TV.
“I thought you said you’ve never been in love?”
“I haven’t. But I’ve seen it. And I haven’t ever seen anything come close tothat in the movies.”
She opens her mouth as if about to ask a question, but then closes it andsmiles, accepting my answer. “Well, it’s good that there may be something inlife to look forward to.” She drops a kernel of popcorn in her mouth.
“May be?”
“Well nothing is guaranteed. Who knows, I may die an old spinster.” She’ssmiling, but her eyes aren’t.
I think about the movie store guy’s possessive eyes, Jesse’s chair fiasco, andDominic’s leering, my heart. “I doubt that.”
Rochelle grew up dreaming up stories. When she entered highschool, she tucked away her creative side and jumped head-first into academics,work, and service projects. She graduated summa cum laude with a degree inPolitical Science and Communication when she was twenty years old. After yearsaway from her writing, Rochelle picked up a pen and started fleshing out acharacter sketch that she outlined when she was twelve. That sketch was thestart of the Ashes and Ice story. Rochelle lives in the DC metro area with herhusband and daughter. By day she works as a behavioral therapist. By night, sheis a dreamer and is busy tapping out new stories on her keyboard.
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