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286 pages, Paperback
First published September 1, 2013



Layla LaBelle is your typical student, with typical cares- boyfriends, nemesis, bestfriends, over-bearing parent and dancing class.
but one thing is different about her, one thing that makes her think that above all she belongs in a psych ward. She hallucinates.
Her hallucinations are of her when she was young running in a field holding the hand of a young boy, laughing. She remembers every detail, she remembers the love she had/s for him. She remembers being best friend with such a boy. Max, that is the name her heart cries.
only one problem.
Max doesn't exist.
Her Mother is adamant that Max has been and always was a figment of her imagination.
But her heart tells her differently.
Her soul tells her differently.
And when she bumps into a young man that looks like Max's twin, a power burns within her soul.
All she has ever known is a lie, all she has been told is a lie.
The Celtic Gods are real, their descents? real. Their powers? real.
but so are their enemies.
the fire born prophesy has never before been so potent.
A raven from the fire will awaken and in their wake, the ashes of war will scatter.
"From the ashes of old,
They shall rise.
The last of the Ancients,
Foe and Ally.
The Legend lies in wait,
And bides its time.
Until at last the day comes,
For the children born of fire."
"I missed Max more than I’d ever missed anyone in my life. For years, I’d tried to will him to return. He never did. Max didn’t exist. Somehow, I’d created an imaginary life, and my heart ached for it."