How do you do what you do to me,If only you truly knew?I gazed into a sea of greenThat pierced my eyes of blue. How swiftly did you steal my heart,With lilting songs in Welsh,With hair as soft as Brecon’s grass,A face so sweet, so fresh. With kisses that have claimed my soul,And arms that…

Don’t tell me my love was wrong—I lived it fierce, I lived it strong. I chose you when I could have run,but you betrayed what we’d begun. With whispered lies and restless eyes,you chased your solace in disguise.The bookies claimed you more than me—a gambler shackled, not set free. You cheated faith, you fractured trust,you…

Life has bound you in stillness,and I see the storm hidden behind your gaze.The ghost of you drifts in the glass of my reflection,fragile, almost gone. Let me breathe my fire into your lungs.Let me mend the torn feathers of your flight.I will watch you rise —higher than the reach of angels. Come — only…

Wild RoseChapter Eight – Paper Ghosts The box was cold in her hands. She turned it over, testing the weight. Small enough to hide under a coat, heavy enough to feel like it mattered. Rust flaked under her nails as she tried the catch. It didn’t budge. Rose glanced around the dusty room, found an…

The metal 📦  box Chapter Seven – The Watcher Rose was still reeling from the news of Aunt Edith’s secret baby. Edmund. A name buried for decades, now surfacing like a ripple on still water. But what haunted her wasn’t just the story. It was him. Why was he appearing to her? Like some unfinished…

Edith’s Secret Past Chapter Six – Summer of ’63by MissT Rose was halfway through tidying the sitting room when she found it — an old floral box, tucked behind stacks of dusty knitting patterns and unopened birthday cards. Inside: letters, receipts, faded photographs… and a slim, leather-bound journal. The name etched on the inside cover…

Wild RoseChapter Five – A New Life Rose opened the wine, her hands trembling slightly. She couldn’t make sense of what was happening—none of it. But she knew one thing: it wasn’t going away. She sat curled into the corner of the cosy living room, her gaze drifting over the wall of old family photographs.…

Wild Rose Chapter Three – Between the Rosesby MissT Rose woke the next day to the sound of birdsong. She stretched out in her little bed and turned to see the morning sun spilling through the trees. The sheep scattered across the fields looked like tiny puffs of cotton wool, and the golden cornfields lay…

Wild Rose Chapter One – Wild Ground by MissT Rose Carter arrived at the cottage in the kind of rain that didn’t fall , it attacked. Sideways, persistent, and with a personal vendetta. She stood in the gravel drive, soaked to the knickers, car keys in one hand and a crumpled Tesco bag in the…

Wild Roseby MissT Rose Carter didn’t come to the Welsh countryside for romance. She came to forget the ex, escape the noise, and maybe drink too much red wine in peace. Bryn Glas, the ivy-covered cottage left to her by a scandalous great-aunt, seems like the perfect place to do exactly that. But this valley…