A SINGING BIRD WILL COME

A SINGING BIRD WILL COME

LECTURES 155
Votes 8
Chapitres 8

Terminé dim., juil. 5, 20265m

banter contemporary fate loveafterloss loveagain

• Coming 2026 from Next Chapter Publishing • A Wattpad Editors' Pick with over 500K page reads! Coming to a book retailer near you - Summer 2026!! Suzy England's A SINGING BIRD WILL COME, in which a single impulsive text sets off a tragic chain of events that later binds two strangers together through fate, grief, and an unexpected chance at love, has been acquired by Next Chapter Publishing, for publication in 2026. "A powerful narrative exploring the aftermath of tragedy amid heartbreaking truths. Bestselling author Suzy England crafts a compelling story about complex matters of the heart, love after loss, and the unfolding of destiny. Palpable, addictive, and hopeful, A Singing Bird Will Come, tugs at your heartstrings from the beginning and wraps you in a warm hug by the end." -Annie Cathryn, multi-award-winning author of The Friendship Breakup

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