Coming May 13th!

All Of His Silence is a haunting and heart-wrenching novella about three sisters shaped by the abuse they endured—and the father who stood by and let it happen. When Lena is cast out of the family home at fourteen, she disappears into the streets while her younger sister Isla remains behind, left to bear the brunt of their mother’s cruelty and their sister Vanessa’s calculated torment. Years later, after their mother’s death, Lena and Isla reunite and begin to piece together the truth of their shared trauma. As Vanessa unravels the fragile peace with threats and manipulation, the two sisters confront the painful reality: their lives could have been entirely different if their father had simply found the courage to protect them. In an imagined alternate timeline, we glimpse the family they could have become—but in the end, the only thing that ever stood in their way was all of his silence.

Coming April 13th!

Echoes Of Us is a sweeping, time-bending love story about two souls who find each other across centuries—again and again. From candlelit parlours to battlefield trenches, from glittering Parisian nights to windswept prairies, their connection defies every boundary of time and space. Each life ends too soon. Each love is cut short. But something greater always pulls them back. Now, in the present day, they meet once more—strangers with the haunting sense that they've been here before. This time, fate offers them something they've never had before: a real chance. A shared future. A love that might finally stay. Echoes Of Us is a story about memory, destiny, and the kind of love that outlasts lifetimes.

She moved with an effortless kind of grace. Not the sort that demanded attention, but the kind that made people pause without realizing why. Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching the dim glow of the overhead lights, turning it almost silver at the edges. Her blue eyes were bright, searching.

And then, impossibly, they landed on him.

Walter’s breath stilled.

“Walter Callahan, right?”

Her voice was soft but assured. Rich and deep.

He couldn’t speak.

She smiled—not a big smile, just the smallest tilt of her lips, as if she understood his silence.

“I’m Margaret. Well, people call me Maggie,” she extended her hand with a smile and Walter shook it meekly. “I always see you by yourself,” she said, her words making colour rise in his cheeks.

His heart pounded.

She tilted her head slightly. “Would you like to eat lunch with me today?”

Walter stared.

She gave a small laugh. “I’m a freshman, so we don’t have any of the same classes. But I figured… maybe you’d like the company.”

He could only nod.

Her smile widened, and then, just like that, she turned—her movement light, elegant, effortless as a deer. She disappeared into the sea of students, leaving behind nothing but the lingering echo of her presence.

Walter let out a breath.

The morning stretched before him, but for once, it wasn’t just something to endure—it was something to get through, a series of meaningless hours standing between him and seeing Maggie again.

He barely made it through his classes.

Every moment crawled, each lesson seeming long and longer, beyond reason. His teachers spoke, but their words were lost to the static in his head. He scribbled half-formed notes, but his mind wasn’t on the equations or historical dates.

Lunch.

He just had to make it to lunch.

By the time the bell rang, his pulse was hammering.

Walter Callahan has spent a lifetime chasing the stars, but when he reads the obituary of Margaret Dawson—the woman he once loved and lost—his world tilts. Sixty years have passed since their last dance, since his devotion to the Apollo missions left Maggie waiting in empty ballrooms for a man who never came home in time. Now, as memories flood back, Walter retraces their past, aching with the weight of regret. Did she ever forgive him? Did she find someone who danced when he wouldn't? As dusk settles outside the grand old ballroom where she once twirled in his arms, Walter takes a step, then another, swaying to the echoes of a song only he can hear. Some loves are lost. Some are left behind. But some—some stay holy forever.

Don’t miss this breathtaking, heart-wrenching novella in Songs To Stories. The Last Dance is available now.

New Year’s Day, 22 Years Ago

The apartment smelled like stale champagne and melted candle wax. Glitter clung to every surface—counters, floors, and somehow, even the ceiling. Maddy stood in the middle of the living room, holding up a Polaroid of Eve mid-laugh, her cheeks flushed, her glass raised high.

“It was a good party,” Maddy said, turning the photo toward Eve.

Eve groaned from her spot on the floor, where she was chipping wax off the hardwood with a butter knife. “A legendaryparty. People will be talking about it for years.”

“Because of the glitter.”

Eve sat back, flicking a flake of wax across the room. “Because glitter is the physical embodiment of friendship.”

Maddy raised an eyebrow. “That was the speech you gave right before you tripped over the coffee table.”

Eve laughed, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Details.”

“Besides,” Maddy added, sweeping the floor, “glitter is just impossible to get rid of.”

“Exactly.” Eve grinned. “Like us.”

Later, they trudged through the snow to the café on the corner, breathless with cold and laughter. When the bell above the door chimed, Eve stopped short.

The barista behind the counter had rolled-up sleeves, warm brown eyes, and a smile so effortlessly charming that Maddy felt her best friend’s world shift in real time.

Maddy nudged her. “Ask for his number.”

“What? No.”

“Eve.” Maddy’s grin turned wicked. “This is glitter-level fate.”

Eve hesitated, then took a shaky step toward the counter. “One large coffee,” she said. “And…maybe your number?”

The barista blinked, then smiled as he scribbled something on the cup.

Outside, Eve stared at the name and number scrawled across the paper.

Sebastian. Call me if you like coffee…or glitter.

Maddy looped her arm through Eve’s. “Told you,” she said, smirking as they crunched through the snow. “This is just the beginning.”

Maddy had always believed in forever.

From the moment she met Eve on their first day of kindergarten—when a small, shy girl refused to board the bus and Maddy took her hand and never let go—forever seemed inevitable. Together, they built a lifetime of shared memories: whispered secrets during sleepovers, first heartbreaks soothed over ice cream, weddings where they stood by each other’s side, and the dream of their bookstore café, Once Upon A Latte, which became the heart of their lives.

But forever doesn’t always last.

“You can keep fighting,” Sebastian said with finality, like it was something she had simply forgotten to do.

Eve let out a ragged breath, her chest tightening, breaking, as she reached for him. Her fingers traced his jaw, cupping his face with a tenderness that made it all the more unbearable.

“No,” she whispered, her voice trembling, almost crumbling. “I can’t.”

Her thumbs brushed against the tears on his cheeks, and she willed him to understand—to see her, not as the person he needed her to be, but as the woman who was already slipping away.

“And I need you,” she whispered, her breath shaking, “to love me enough to let me go.”

Sebastian’s eyes burned into hers, dark and drowning, full of all the things he wanted to say. He shook his head once. Then again. Harder. His breath came in short, desperate gasps, his whole body trembling, as if denying it with every fibre of his being might make it less true.

“I don’t know how,” he choked out, his voice unraveling, raw and wrecked. “I don’t want to.”

And in that moment, with his grief pressed between them, neither of them could breathe.

Fading From Forever is a heart-wrenching story of love in its rawest form—the kind that aches, the kind that refuses to let go even when the world demands it. Eve has made peace with the inevitable, but her husband, Sebastian, refuses to surrender to the fate that is pulling her away.

"Lina had spent her whole life trying to be enough.

Enough for her father to notice. Enough for Michelle to respect. Enough to earn the love that never came freely, only in scraps, handed out when convenient.

She wasn’t sure when she stopped trying. Maybe it was the night her father told her she was selfish, or maybe it was every night before that, a slow accumulation of wounds that finally became too heavy to carry.

But as she stood in her sunlit kitchen, her fingers wrapped around the plane tickets to Australia, she felt something she had never known before.

Relief.

She wasn’t leaving to prove a point. She wasn’t running.

She was simply choosing herself.

And for the first time in her life, that was enough."

Inspired by Mean, this novella is about Lina, a woman who spent her life trying to earn the love of a father who never had any to give. She was the forgotten daughter, the one who was never quite enough, standing in the shadow of a golden child who could do no wrong.

“I could stay here forever,” Noah murmured, his voice low and lazy, as if the sun itself had melted all urgency from his words.

Matteo turned his head slightly, his lips quirking into a soft smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Forever’s a long time,” he said, but his tone was light, teasing, the weight of the words slipping away into the hot breeze.

Noah reached out, trailing his fingers along Matteo’s jaw before brushing a stray curl from his forehead. “Not long enough,” he replied, his voice barely more than a whisper, the words carried away by the cicadas’ chorus.

Matteo let out a slow breath, his gaze drifting toward the horizon, where the land blurred into a shimmering haze of heat and sky. His fingers curled absently in the sun-dried grass between them.

‘You don’t like where you are?’ Noah asked, watching him carefully.

Matteo hesitated before answering. ‘I like being here.’ His voice softened. ‘With you. It’s the only place that feels real.’

Inspired by Down Bad, this novella is about first love, impossible choices, and the devastating weight of regret. It’s about Noah and Matteo—two boys from opposite worlds who found something rare and beautiful in each other, only to have it ripped away by forces beyond their control.