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Charles Sheehan-Miles

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Release Day! Winter Flower is live

From the bestselling author of Just Remember to Breathe and The Last Hour, a shocking and poignant story of a family on the brink of destruction and the transformational events that could bring them back together—or tear them apart.
  Every day, Cole Roberts reminds himself that life wasn’t always this bleak. He was once passionately in love with Erin. Sam used to be an artistic and lively kid.…

Winter Flower Now Available in print editions

After a more than three year wait, my newest book Winter Flower is now available in hardcover and paperback (ebooks release one week from today but are available for preorder). This book is different — at a little over 165,000 words, it’s the longest book I’ve ever written, and honestly, it’s the book I’m proudest of. I’ve worked on this for four years, and I believe you’ll love it just as much as…

Winter Flower, Chapter 8-2. Birthday.

Sam
Note: This is an unedited preview of my upcoming novel Winter Flower, releasing June 22, 2019. Pre-orders are available at all major retailers. Click here to read previous chapters.
On Brenna’s birthday, I shut myself in my room and shut out the world. I couldn’t do anything else. I’d been online for hours when the incoming chat message popped up on my screen without warning.
Gem…

Disgracing our dead on Memorial Day

I’ve been trying to articulate for days how deeply upset I am about the prospect of the President systematically pardoning people who have been convicted or are being tried for committing war crimes.
I think what it comes down to is this. Like all human beings, we can make mistakes. War is an incredibly messy and terrible business. It involves the state sending young men and women to kill on…

Winter Flower, Chapter 5-1. Cole.

Cole
Note: This is an unedited preview of my upcoming novel Winter Flower, releasing June 22, 2019. Pre-orders are available at all major retailers. Click here to read previous chapters.
I struggled to open my eyes and reached out, slamming my hand into the alarm clock, then sat up in the bed. It was 5:30 a.m. Pitch dark outside, pitch dark in my bedroom. Slowly, my eyes adjusted, and I…
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