Firemoon- Mark of Change features a female protaganist, December, a runaway of nineteen, and how her life changes when she meets her soulmate.And how her life changes when her destiny becomes clear to her.  And how her life becomes entwined in the mark of change

Olivia Foreman’s memories are haunting her, and she can’t get away. Desperate to find peace, she and her friends move to a small, isolated town, hoping the wide-open spaces will help them heal. All she wants is to find her center again, but just as it comes within reach, she meets a man who wrecks her calm with one slow smile.Cody Aaron is content with his laidback existence in his tiny hometown, but one look at their newest resident is all it takes to know his life will never be the same. The shadows and pain in her eyes cut him deeply, and he’ll do anything to make them disappear—but he’s harboring a secret that will ruin everything if she finds out.Olivia knows Cody’s trying to help her find her faith again, but there are things he doesn’t know—and she can’t shake the feeling that there are things she doesn’t know about him, too. But is that her past talking, or are her instincts right this time? She has to figure it out soon, or her doubts will destroy the one good thing she’s found since her life imploded.

A blazingly funny, heartfelt memoir from the daughter of the larger-than-life woman who ran Sticky Fingers Brownies, an underground bakery that distributed thousands of marijuana brownies per month and helped provide medical marijuana to AIDS patients in San Francisco—for fans of Armistead Maupin and Patricia Lockwood During the '70s in San Francisco, Alia's mother ran the underground Sticky Fingers Brownies, delivering upwards of 10,000 illegal marijuana edibles per month throughout the circus-like atmosphere of a city in the throes of major change. She exchanged psychic readings with Alia's future father, and thereafter had a partner in business and life. Each was devoted to the occult, and they regularly consulted the oracles for information on the police. Decades before cannabusiness went mainstream, when marijuana was as illicit as heroin, they ingeniously hid themselves in plain sight, parading through town—and through the scenes and...