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Ember & Ice

In a heatwave that makes Los Angeles feel barely survivable, a woman whose body burns too hot meets someone who cools her without asking questions. They never exchange names, but in a city built on labels, they learn each other by temperature, and that turns out to be enough.

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Rooted With You

The Always Again Saga #3
As the seasons begin to shift around them, Lily and Poppy move beyond chance and into choice, building a life that deepens with every turning. What once felt like fate becomes something steadier, something rooted: a love that grows because they keep choosing it.

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Every Forecast, You

The Always Again Saga #2
In a seaside cottage where the weather seems to know their names, Lily and Poppy discover that staying can be just as strange as finding each other. As the house begins to echo their love back to them, romance turns domestic, uncanny, and impossible to ignore.

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Coordinates for Two

The Always Again Saga #1
Across continents, Lily and Poppy keep finding each other in places that feel just outside of time. What begins as chance becomes something harder to outrun: a love that keeps returning.

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Pues Se Quedó Pintada, Mija

When a woman returns to the site of a wildfire and finds her lost love painted into the stone, she begins to witness impossible changes no one else can see. What unfolds is a haunting shaped not by ghosts, but by the quiet persistence of a love that refused to disappear.

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Where The Mycelium Waited

Beneath a redwood forest, an ancient mycelial consciousness begins to awaken around the footsteps of one grieving woman who keeps coming back. What follows is a love story made of moss, memory, and the strange mercy of being recognized before you can recognize yourself.

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She Was Waiting in the Hollywood Sign

A woman climbs to the Hollywood sign and slips into another version of Los Angeles, where time moves softly, art still matters, and her life has already unfolded into something fuller than the one she left behind. Waiting there is a woman who knows her by heart, and a future that asks what she is finally willing to choose.

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To Be a Wildflower in Yosemite

A nurse abandons her life and drives into Yosemite, expecting cold and punishment, but finds a forest blooming where it shouldn’t and a silence that doesn’t demand anything from her. As she lets herself rest for the first time in years, the question shifts from how to go back to whether she wants to at all.

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Where The Desert Keeps Her

Somewhere off an unnamed road in the Mojave, a motel appears for those who have lost something they can’t return to. Inside, the rooms shift with your memory, and a girl who may not be entirely human offers you exactly what you didn’t know you needed to let go.

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Writing The California Fever Dream

 

“Outside, the sky began changing colors like it was unsure which version of the sunset to run. A Joshua Tree caught fire, silently. Beautifully. And then reassembled itself in reverse.”

Static at the edge of 29 Palms

“She could taste the day. Hot pennies. Sunscreen. The faint chemical sweetness of melted plastic… She told herself this was normal. California normal. A climate that didn’t ask permission.”

What California Makes

“The heat was biblical and immediate. By the time she had crossed the wash and climbed the low rise beyond it, her shirt was sticking to her back and her thoughts had gone strangely bright around the edges.”

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