(Book 1 in the Hallowick Trilogy) When Oscar leaves Melbourne with his father, trading the vast city for a quiet Scottish town called Hallowick, he expects small streets, colder weather, and a slower pace of life. What he doesn't expect is Lando.
Lando lives in Hallowell Manor, a sprawling bed and breakfast run by his mother, Cisca, who also owns the town's curious little shop, Eternal Lights. Warm, witty, and endlessly curious, Lando pulls Oscar into the rhythm of Hallowick, the festivals, the changing seasons, the traditions that shape the town year after year. From Halloween lanterns to Christmas lights, from New Year's fireworks to summer fairs, the town itself seems to guide them closer.
But Hallowick is not only quaint streets and winter markets. Beneath its charm runs something older, something stranger. Lando and his mother carry a family gift. An inherited magic that whispers warnings, reveals unseen truths, and senses danger before it strikes. It's a blessing that feels at times like a burden, and one that Lando finds, strangely, a little easier to bear when Oscar is near.
Over the course of a year, Oscar and Lando's friendship begins to shift, deepening into something neither of them can ignore. From hesitant laughter to late-night confessions, from quiet companionship to the spark of something undeniable, their story is one of trust, belonging, and the courage to let love take root.
Set against the backdrop of a town alive with festivals and secrets, Hallowick is a tender, poetic romance woven with moments of magic. A story of first love and found family, of community and quiet devotion. A reminder that sometimes the most extraordinary magic is simply finding the one person who makes you feel at home.
She was his coworker. She was his close friend. She was his cousin. These were all things I knew. There were just a few crucial components to their connection of which I had been unaware. She had been his crush. And now he was hers.