Tremor of Hearts

When the shadows start whispering your name, how long before you answer?

Athalyn-a sharp-witted, newly graduated writer-seeks only quiet. A New Year's retreat at her best friend Azalea's isolated home promises the perfect reset: time to breathe, to heal, and perhaps finally finish the novel that's been haunting her.
But the peace she craves unravels quickly.
The nights grow unnaturally cold. Mirrors hum with a low, persistent vibration. And eyes-unseen yet unmistakable-follow her every move.
It starts with glimpses: a man of shadow and silence in the corner of a village café, then framed in her bedroom window, then invading her dreams. He is drawn to her with a hunger that defies reason, as if he has always known her name. As the boundary between Athalyn's fiction and her reality fractures, buried memories rise like frost heave-fragmented, violent, impossible to ignore.
What if the stories she crafts aren't invention at all... but echoes of something she's already lived?
What if the watcher isn't a stranger, but a piece of herself she buried long ago?
In this chilling blend of psychological suspense and quiet supernatural dread, Tremor of Hearts asks: when the line between creator and creation dissolves, who truly holds the pen-and who is being written?
Perfect for readers of Shirley Jackson, Daphne du Maurier, and modern masters of atmospheric unease, this debut delivers a slow-burning shiver that lingers long after the final page.