This story started with one question:

What if the thing you were most afraid of 
Was it actually the most powerful part of you?

Elara has been afraid of the dark her entire 
life. Every sunset feels like something 
terrible is coming. Every morning, she wakes up 
exhausted with no memory of the night before.

She thinks she's broken.

She's not broken. She's split.

I've been writing fantasy romance for a while 
Now, I've never written a relationship 
quite like the one at the center of this story 
- not just the romance with Kael (though yes, Thee Beast King will absolutely ruin you, I'm 
Sorry in advance. I mean the relationship 
between Elara and Nyx. Two halves of the same 
soul learning to reach each other through 
journal entries at midnight.

That's the heart of this. Two women who are 
the same person, trying to find each other.

Everything else - the shadow realms, the 
ancient curse, the found family, the baker 
With the rolling pin, who is genuinely my 
favorite character I've ever written - That's all here, too.

But the heart is the journal.

I hope it wrecks you gently.