Behind The Little Red Door

Illustrated Children's Book by Coy Bowles and illustrated by Joana Davidovich about the adventures that happen behind a Little Red Door

“Spring 2021’s most compulsively readable biography-meets-memoir tells the story of two women, a century apart, discovering themselves and redefining beauty and success on their own terms.” In 1908, Florence Nightingale Graham moved from the suburbs of Toronto, Canada to Manhattan with dreams of becoming a self-made woman. Within two years, she opened her first beauty salon on Fifth Avenue. Adopting the same name as her company, Elizabeth Arden went on to pioneer the global beauty industry (valued at $532 billion today). At a time when women didn’t have the right to vote, Elizabeth became one of the wealthiest self-made women in the world and the first businesswoman to grace the cover of Time magazine. By the end of the 1930s, it was said “there are only three American names known in every single corner of the globe: Singer Sewing, Coca Cola, and Elizabeth Arden.” One hundred years later, in 2008, at the age of eighteen, Louise Johnson moved from the suburbs of Toronto, Canada to Manhattan to begin her dream internship at the cosmetic giant, Elizabeth Arden. She knew nothing about the beauty industry, but was fascinated by the woman behind the brand whose inspiring legacy was at risk of falling through the cracks of history. Although they lived a century apart, Elizabeth became Louise’s invisible guide as she tried her “successful” lifestyle on for size, with a big career in a big city—but behind the glitz and the glamour, they soon struggled to recognize their true selves. Who are we really behind the makeup we put on our faces? Behind the social media highlight reels? Behind the personas we (consciously and subconsciously) present to the world? This book brings you behind the red doors of Arden, while Louise’s story serves to highlight how much (or how little) has changed a century later. What began as a desire to preserve Elizabeth’s place in history, evolved into an examination of her coming-of-age in the beauty industry and a cultural excavation on a much larger thread that connects us all. Ultimately, this book is about identity and how we learn to navigate the world to find our best self, even if it’s on a different path than we originally anticipated.

"When Fern Douglas sees the news about Astrid Sullivan, a thirty-four-year-old missing woman from Maine, she is positive that she knows her. Fern's husband is sure it's because of Astrid's famous kidnapping - and equally famous return - twenty years ago, but Fern has no memory of that, even though it happened an hour outside her New Hampshire hometown, where she's returning for the week to help her father pack for a move. And when Astrid appears in Fern's recurring nightmare, one in which a girl reaches out to her, pleading, Fern fears that it's not a dream at all, but a memory. Back home in New Hampshire, Fern purchases a copy of Astrid's recently published memoir Behind the Red Door- which may have provoked her original kidnapper to abduct her again- and as Fern reads through its chapters, visits the people and places within it, she discovers more evidence that she has an unsettling connection to the missing woman. As her search becomes increasingly desperate, she hopes to remember her past so she can save Astrid in the present--before it's too late"--

The wind is blowing rapidly and tosses away layers of soil, causing several little buried skeletons to appear. She is surrounded by these little hands that desperately try to reach out to her. She is drowning and cannot survive the heavy rain that continuously falls—and the heavy winds blowing away her rosebush garden. The wind howls even louder and these tiny hands continue reaching out to her; crying and crying—tormenting her mind... In this chilling thriller, a small family that dwelled for generations in an exclusive mansion will be transformed into nothing but shame and disgrace. And a doctrinal mother and an honest, hardworking nanny will turn what used to be a private home-sweet-home into a whorehouse and a destructive burial ground. The filth that is buried behind the walls of this once used-to-be mansion is as dark as midnight. And no one wants to go near... THE HOUSE WITH THE RED DOOR

British. Charming. Virgin. Reed Windsor doesn't do relationships. Though he could charm the pants off any girl he wants, he's not interested. He's always been too captivated by a special someone from his past to get serious with anyone else. Sure, she has no clue he exists, but he's willing to bide his time and convince her he's worth a shot. Sassy. Beautiful. Way out of his league. Charlie Oded is full of baggage - being left at the altar will do that to a woman. Having zero time for distractions, she's not looking for . . . well, anything. She needs time to heal her heart, not another guy to string her along. Which is why when she meets the alluring Reed, she's determined to keep things friendly. But he makes her heart race and she makes him want to settle down. And neither of them wants to walk away. Reed's never wanted a relationship, but Charlie's changed the game, and he's willing to play if she is.