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Low Tide Secrets : A Coastal Grace Mystery (The Coastal Grace Mysteries Book 1)

Some truths are buried by time. Others by the people we love most.

Attorney Anna Kate Mercer has built her life around careful words, old deeds, and the quiet conviction that truth matters before healing can begin. When the estate of Evelyn Whitcomb lands on her desk, it appears to be a simple probate file tied to an old coastal cottage in...

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The Last Key at Blue Heron Inn: A Coastal Grace Mystery (The Coastal Grace Mysteries Book 2)

When elderly Clara Meeks walks into Anna Kate Mercer’s law office with a sealed envelope, an antique key, and a dying woman’s final request, Anna Kate knows the Bellhaven estate is no ordinary probate file.

The key belongs to Room Seven at Blue Heron Inn.

The problem is, no such room exists.

As Anna Kate begins tracing the history of the...

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The Last Showing: A Contemporary Romance Mystery (Front Porch Coastal Mysteries Book 1)

Real estate agent Callie Brooks expects peeling paint, pricing questions, and maybe a few stubborn family opinions when she arrives at the old Bellamy cottage for a routine listing appointment. What she does not expect is a frightened seller, a locked room, and a mysterious knock from the other side.

Thirty-seven years ago, seventeen-year-old...

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Choosing Gratitude in This Season of Life  Lately, life has looked a

Lately, life has looked a little like this: helping people with houses, writing stories about secrets hidden in houses, answering emails, talking real estate, thinking about book covers, keeping up with characters and plot lines, and occasionally walking into a room and forgetting why I went in there in the first place.

Some days are full. Some are wonderfully ordinary. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I keep finding reasons to be grateful.

I’m grateful for the opportunity to still...

When a Long Held Dream Becomes a Step of Faith  For as long as I can

For as long as I can remember, I have loved stories. Not just the big, dramatic kind, but the quiet ones too. The kind tucked inside small towns, old houses, family memories, faded letters, property records, and the things people carry in their hearts for years.

For thirty years (or more), I dreamed of writing and publishing a book. It was one of those dreams I held close, not always knowing if I would ever truly do anything with it. I would think about stories, jot down ideas, start and...