About The Author

Emily Sarratt writes for those like her, who feel too much, dream of something more, and ache for meaning in a world that’s forgotten magic. She believes you don’t have to be loud to be powerful, certain to be true, or finished to be real.

She thrives in nature, surrounded by trees, green fields and hawthorn-decorated hedgerows. It's where she lives in the Royal County of Meath (Ireland) with her husband, two small children and Otto their large fluffy mutt, not to mention her impressive collection of bruises (accident-prone really should be her main job description). She can usually be found daydreaming out the window with a cup of tea at her elbow, a black biro in her hand and an empty chocolate wrapper nearby.

A maker of moments, a keeper of myths, and a voice for love that lingers, why not give Emily's books a go?

But be warned, readers say her stories often result in accidental late nights (hello eye bags), cold cups of tea (the worst!), and that one-more-chapter feeling (so hard to ignore).