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Beauties from Ashes
SPIRITUAL WARFARE SUSPENSE SERIES
“Every girl has a secret she hopes the light will never find—but the demons already have.”
“If C.S. Lewis were to rewrite The Screwtape Letters focusing on the trials and tribulations of modern high school girls, it would read like Beckie Lindsey’s Beauties from Ashes series. This powerful story will remind you that you do not battle against yourself or other people, but against the devil. Read it with the lights on. Then, rest peacefully, knowing that God loves you and protects you.
author of Modern Cast Iron and Who is God?, the first in the Big Answers series (Fall 2021, Little Lamb Books)
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