Thole

<p><strong>Tenderness burns itself into ashes; it resists every instinct every rage rising within to forgive what can neither be understood nor felt.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>Here reveries twist into madness and hope becomes a wretched company in a realm where no luster ever reaches.</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>A descent both physical and psychological this story peels back the flesh of the past to expose the nerve endings that remained.</strong></p><p></p><p>She roused deep in the earth's cradle-entombed in darkness and bleached bones and murmurs of a company that lurks in the shadows.</p><p>Thole follows Charlotte into a brooding descent trapped beneath the surface while above a hunt continues; through faces of derangement mouths of deceit impious promises and lastly Charlotte's own unrelenting will.</p><p></p><p>While behind bars Marshal Tilghman grapples with Charlotte's absence his own sullied identity and the solemn duty of raising young Jonathan in a world that refuses to understand him. With Dr. Clark's guidance and a mysterious presence offering unexpected relief he claws his way back towards a fatherhood long waned beneath his wounds.</p><p></p><p>In the heart of a quagmire within a derelict cabin Charlotte finds herself in Mac's quiet company where pulsebeats tangle once more and a stark flame rekindles between them flaring deeper than either dared before-into a place where love becomes its own battlefield. And as it grows and spreads Charlotte begins to see some embers leave only ash in the hands that reached too close.</p><p></p><p>The world of <em>Loveletting</em> expands further-richer stranger and bolder-introducing new souls and returning old ones.</p><p></p><p>Memories unearthed stitch past to present in a tale both sweeping and intimate.</p><p></p><p>And through it all the wicked traipse within the jaws of trauma and revenge dispersing in a grotesque gothic atmosphere and psychological horror with their mere essence...</p>