A flower that only blooms for the broken-hearted. A sapphic romance full of mystery, grief, and autumn nights.
Lorena //
Grief has followed me like a second heartbeat-steady, constant, impossible to quiet. When a strange crimson flower appears on my doorstep, blooming out of season and said to seek out the broken-hearted, I can't look away. It feels like a message, or maybe a warning. Then I meet Marisol, the florist who tends to flowers that bloom where pain once lived, and suddenly my carefully built walls start to crumble. Maybe the flower isn't a curse at all. Maybe it's a beginning.
📖 Part of the Road to Us Collection
The Road to Us Collection is a series of interconnected standalone queer romances about friendship, found family, and falling in love against the odds. Each book can be read as a standalone, but together they weave a larger story of friendship, healing, and love in all its forms.
The Road to Us - Colton & Hudson (strangers-to-lovers, opposites attract)
Playing with Fire - Chuck & Carlos (grumpy/sunshine, hurt/comfort)
Run with the Devil - Adrian & Tommy (forbidden romance, age gap, outlaw danger)
Night's Bloom - Lorena & Marisol (sapphic romance, grief and healing)
Where the Desert Glows - Skye & Darren (hurt/comfort, anxious/stoic, friends-to-lovers)
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[Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner] The Redding takes you if it knows your name. That's the rule that's kept Meg alive --- or awake, rather --- since the night the world went to hell. Nobody knows where the red stuff came from, but it acts like water, it's in the water, and it falls as rain every night. The people it captures drop like puppets with their strings cut. They're asleep, not dead, and they can be reawoken. But then they just try to kill you.
Meg and the other survivors she's befriended think they've found a stable equilibrium, six weeks after the catastrophe began. In an empty town, there's not much to do except innovate new survival methods. Meg's crush is the one to discover that Morse Code, like writing, is a safe means of communication. That's all fine and good until the nightly rain begins.
Raindrops, as it turns out, can make dots and dashes, too. The Redding can talk.
And it's telling her to run.
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Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner.
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