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With a singular voice in the narrative-bending tradition of Kafka, Cortázar, and Bulgakov, Lima speaks to Brazilian-American immigrant experiences—of ambition, fear, heartbreak, and home—with equal parts warmth and agitation. Strange, intimate, haunted, and hungry, Craft: Stories I Wrote for the Devil is a powerful experience: once listened to, you’re as much a part of the stories as they’re a part of you.

When I travel to the small town of Sunset Ridge for the reading of my great aunt’s will, I have no idea that my sisters and I are about to inherit a lodge. Or that my rugged Alaskan neighbor is the caretaker I’ll be spending all my time with. Falling for Ford Harris would be unwise. I’m supposed to get the lodge listed for sale and leave. Not to mention that he hasn’t dated anyone since his wife died four years ago. The little sister he’s super protective over let it slip that he swore off ever falling in love again.

It’s been 13 years since I last stepped foot in Sunset Ridge, Alaska. After my first love joined the army and left me behind, I swore I’d never look back. But now my career is up in smoke, and I’ve been left with no other choice than to help my sisters run the inn we inherited until my name is cleared. No one warned me that the man who broke my heart was back in town. Or that he was one of our guests.

Sophie Whitmore fled with her daughter Caroline to Sunset Ridge, Alaska, months after her now ex-husband left her for another woman. She’s worked hard to rebuild her life in the new town alongside her sisters, running a lodge the three inherited more than a year ago.

Left at the altar, Police Chief Ryder Grant vowed he’d never get mixed up with a woman again and threw himself into his work instead. But when a shady lawyer shows up causing trouble, the mayor insists Ryder take time off until the dust settles.

When my grandpa passes, he leaves behind one request for me: Hand deliver a letter to a man who lives in Sunset Ridge, Alaska and get his cabin in return. Freedom. After years spent unsuccessfully trying to appease the older sister who raised me, I’m taking my escape and don’t plan to come back. I pack up my dog and my belongings and head north.

Laurel Evans left Sunset Ridge five years ago, leaving behind a husband she loved to protect him from her biggest secret. She never intended to return. It’s only after her youngest sister confesses she’s pregnant that Laurel decides to move home to help. All she has to do is avoid her ex-husband as much as possible and life can be fairly normal, right? It would be easier if he wasn’t her best friend’s older brother. Easier, but not impossible.

My name is Christine, and I'm on the run from a cult that wants me dead. Annabelle Lane is the cult's cunning and venomous leader, who forced me to commit crimes that are unforgivable. Annabelle's threats aren't to be taken lightly, and everybody knows that once you're in the cult, you're in it for life.

It’s no secret that I’m the black sheep of the family. I’m the sassy drama queen who’s less reliable than the weather forecast. So when I decide to move back home and focus on becoming a better person, I expect an uphill battle. Especially where my oldest brother is concerned. The only thing he cares about is that I stay out of his way and leave his best friend, Conner, alone. Which would be easier to do if the too-sexy-for-his-own-good veterinarian wasn’t practically part of our family.

Here to Stay is a collection of honest, searing, and evocative poems interspersed with short personal narratives. Deeply intimate, these works explore how to exist in the space between the familiar and the unknown, between the safety of silence and the desire to share. Highlighting the significant insights of undocumented poets, this brilliant compendium challenges misconceptions of what it means to live and write as an undocumented person in modern America.

Ava Monroe has a secret. In her ambitious attempt to recreate the local gift shop passed down to the women in her family for generations, she’s put the store far into the red and is now days away from foreclosure.

I'm supposed to remember the afterlife, but I don't. All I have left are my memories, and I'm desperate to hold on to them. I can't go back to the life I once lived, but I can't bear to lose someone I love again. Whatever choice I make will transform both of our futures.