Orfancia

In the shadow of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, New Mexico’s Mora Valley harbors the ghosts of history: troubadours and soldiers, Plains Indians and settlers, families fleeing and finding home. There, more than a century ago, villagers collect scraps of paper documenting the valley’s history and their identity—military records, travelers’ diaries, newspaper articles, poetry, and more—and bind them into a leather portfolio known as “The Book of Archives.” When a bomb blast during the Mexican-American War scatters the book’s contents to the wind, the memory of the accounts...

Nosotros conocemos muy bien el relato navideno No es asi? Una jornada hasta Belen. No hay espacio en el Meson. Un nacimiento en el establo. La estrella. Pero, Es esa toda la historia?"

Cada noche un cuento para despertar el alma. Este libro nace de la tierra y del aire. De mis viajes y mis desvelos. De mi risa y de mi llanto, puesto que de todo se aprende. Es un regalo para todas aquellas personas que quieren bucear en su interior, conocer cada rincón de luz y de sombra, y despertar a su poder. Te entrego mi don envuelto con palabras para que lo utilices en tu crecimiento y tu autoconocimiento. Cada cuento se transforma dependiendo del momento en el que lo lees, así que te invito a que los saborees una y otra vez. Gracias por dejarme entrar en tu vida para susurrarte una...

Never in a million years did I think it would be Ian Parker who saved me... I know I should stay away from Ian Parker. But when my drug-dealing stepdad kicks me out, I have nowhere to go. Squatting in an abandoned shed on Ian's grandpa's farm seems like as good a plan as any. Ian finds me there, of course, and he insists on me moving into his spare room. I should say no, but the appeal of a roof and a warm bed is too much. Not to mention Ian's brown eyes and strong arms. We're nothing alike, but the spark between us is undeniable. My life is finally looking up. Until I call the cops on my...