Maren Delvane has spent seventeen years forgetting a place his body still remembers.A junior customs clerk with a talent for paperwork and a habit of keeping his head down, Maren returns to the coastal village of Sathenvale to settle his dead aunt's estate. The job should be simple: sort the papers, sell the property, go home. But his aunt's property is a tidal sanctuary — a place where injured sea creatures are healed by magic drawn from the harbo...

Clara Thorne was a professional dancer. Then came the injury, the silence, and the six years she spent not going back to the Northumberland coast where she had been happiest.Now the village of Wrenwick needs someone to teach its children to dance, and the old hall needs more repair than anyone wants to admit, and the carpenter doing the work is Theo March — the man Clara left without explanation the night everything changed. She has returned to a place that remembe...

The valley always sang before dusk. Tonight, for the first time anyone can remember, the song can't find its ending.Talu Riedel is a young climber in a valley-settlement built in the shadow of a colossal flower. The great moon-daisy rises above the rooftops like a living tower, its crown catching the last of the evening light while everything below stays in shade. The valley lives by its rhythms: petal harvests, bluebell cuts, seasonal rites sung t...

Colleen Maguire runs a tight life. Two children, a good marriage, a small vintage resale business called Second Lives, and a schedule that keeps everything exactly where it belongs. She writes beautiful listings for other people's objects — imagining their histories, giving them the warmth of a before-life that makes them worth wanting again. She is very good at this. She has been doing it for years. She has never once wondered why.Then the parcels start arriving. ...

The book had moved again. And the dead man at the harbour wall had been asking about it.Elowen Finch inherited three things from her great-aunt Marigold: a leaning, creaking bookshop on the high street of Blackwater Quay. A cat named Atlas who judges everyone and trusts no one. And a gift she's still learning to use — the ability to read the emotions that people leave behind in ink. Grief, love, fear, deception: the feelings are there, pressed into...

Barnaby is a junior archivist in the Great Submerged Library — a vast underwater institution where octopus scholars preserve the fading records of a drowned civilisation. His work is painstaking, solitary, and precisely ordered: transcribing dying pigments from salvaged membranes, cataloguing the bureaucratic remnants of ships and treaties and taxes. He is good at it. He does not ask what the records mean. He copies what is there.Then a route appears under his skin.A map, s...

Oz is gone. The bunker is open. Thirty thousand people are awake. And someone is disappearing them.Two days after walking thirty thousand people out of a collapsed simulation and into the ruins of the real world, Dorothy Gale leaves the settlement. She has a key she took from a hook without knowing why, a signal Silas has been tracking since the bunker opened, and the growing certainty that Oz was not the only world the Wizard built.

Someone has learned to weaponise ink. And Elowen's great-aunt's stolen journals taught them how.Three months after the harbour wall murder, Elowen Finch is settling into her life as the keeper of Finch & Fable. The bookshop is hers. Atlas the cat remains unimpressed but present. The brass key Marigold left her still hangs at her throat, its lock still unfound. And her gift for reading emotions in ink has become something she's learning to trust rat...

Coralie Vire is a painter running out of time. Her exhibitions have stopped selling, her studio rent is overdue, and the invitations that once sustained her career have quietly dried up. When Sabine Foss — a wealthy, charismatic patron — offers her a summer residency at a beautiful clifftop estate on the Dorset coast, Coralie accepts with a gratitude she knows is dangerous.The house is exquisite. The studio is perfect. Sabine's attention is warm, precise, and unnervingly perceptive...

Five years ago, Elin Lorne died at a glass house on a remote hillside. Four people were in the house that night. None of them opened the door.Now Elin's sister Tessa has been invited back. Alice, who owns the house, has arranged a reunion weekend — a chance, she says, to let something shift. Marcus, whose statement was the most careful. Helen, whose silence was the most deliberate. Joel, whose guilt has been the least managed. They arrive with overnight bags and re...

When Ros Wylder takes a job as the churchyard gardener in the small Dorset village of St. Edda, she expects drainage problems and difficult yews — not a decades-old conspiracy buried beneath the headstones.A displaced memorial slab discovered during routine maintenance leads Ros into the churchyard's hidden history: graves that have been quietly moved, parish records that don't match the ground, and a pattern of deliberate concealment stretching back to the 1960s. At the centre of ...

Sera Vane runs a small, failing shop in a cathedral town, selling the beautiful remnants of Victorian grief: jet brooches, hairwork lockets, memorial rings, funeral cards. She knows provenance the way other dealers know price. She reads objects the way other people read faces. It is a lonely expertise, and it is all she has.When a solicitor's letter offers her an estate collection — forty-seven mourning pieces held by a provincial law firm since 1931 — Sera buys the lot with money ...