K.L. Galindo

Hi everyone! I will not be republishing Love, Sarah. Some readers have great criticism and others just don’t have any at all and I understand that they may try to help you but once it hits a certain level it’s borderline unacceptable. 
          
          I will be using my publisher who can help better understand my novel and see where I’m going in the book world. They can edit better, give criticism where it belongs and they can reach a broader range and audience for me. 
          
          I do want to thank everyone who has given me constructive criticism, the feedback I needed and the help along the way. I will not let this novel die and you will see it on shelves one day in the Thriller section. Thank you for your time. I really appreciate everything. 

Hi! I received notifications that you just reposted Love, Sarah alongside some extra chapters. Planned to read it today, but I can't find it. 

@KLWrites38 Thank you sm ❤️ and I'll be waiting for your lovely comments 

Hey...❤ first of all thank you sm dear for giving my book a try and i genuinely hope you enjoy it and do let me know your thoughts in the comment section.❤

They were high school rivals who couldn't stand each other.
          
          Years later, fate throws them back together-not in a classroom, but at a crime scene where nothing is as it seems.
          
          IPS officer Veer Ahlawat leads with instinct, authority... and a calmness that sometimes feels like it runs deeper than law should allow.
          
          Forensic pathologist Dr. Myra Anand trusts only what evidence reveals-because she has learned the hard way that truth is often buried, not absent.
          
          They clash the way they always have-sharp words, sharper stares-yet beneath the friction, something unresolved lingers from a past neither of them truly forgot.
          
          But Myra carries shadows of her own. A past she never speaks of. A loss that never fully left her. And a silence in the system that once made her stop asking questions altogether.
          
          When a string of calculated murders begins and the case leads into the country's most powerful circles, the danger deepens in ways neither of them fully understand.
          
          Veer moves closer to the truth with unsettling precision-sometimes knowing more than he should, sometimes arriving where no one expects him to be.
          
          And Myra begins to realize... not everything about justice operates within the lines she believes in.
          
          The closer they get to the case-and to each other-the more fractured the boundaries between trust, instinct, and something far more dangerous begin to become.
          
          Because in a city where trust can get you killed...
          falling for your arch-enemy might not be the only fatal mistake.
          
          Sometimes, the truth itself is the most dangerous thing of all.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/408527765?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Dreamy_creature

I just posted my new book! If you love mystery and thriller, check this out!! 
          
          
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/300488830?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=KLWrites38

Just finished the outline for my newest book, and something about this one feels electric.
          Love, Sarah might be on the back burner for now, but I truly believe this story has the potential to be my greatest achievement. I can feel it—this is the book that’s going to push me into the world of bestselling authors.
          I’ve got faith, determination, and a fire that doesn’t go out. People laugh, doubt me, try to make me feel small, but I refuse to shrink. One day my name will be on those charts, and when it happens, it’ll be because I never stopped believing in myself.

This place used to feel alive. It was loud in the best way—full of stories, friendships, late‑night updates, and that warm sense of belonging you can’t fake. Now it’s a ghost town. Empty. Quiet in a way that hurts.
          It breaks my heart to think about how this used to be my home, the place where I read, connected, and shared pieces of myself with people who actually cared. I used to wake up to notifications, comments, conversations… now there’s nothing. No familiar names. No friends popping in. Just silence.
          It’s tragic how something that once felt so full can become so hollow.

Join me on my Goodreads account — same name over there. I’m more active there than here!

Just wrapped up The Boyfriend by Freida McFadden and holy plot twists. I jumped in headfirst and didn’t come up for air. This thriller grabbed me and refused to let go. If you read it, trust me—you’re in for a ride. Obsessed.