BRUISES INTO SONGS

Some people heal quietly.
Some people love patiently.
And some people—small,
sticky-fingered, and wearing paper crowns—hold your heart without even trying.
Maeve learned early how to survive by herself. Music was her refuge long before it became her a guitar, a song, a way to bleed truth without having to explain it. She isn’t looking to be rescued. She’s just trying to stay standing.
Nolan isn’t the kind of man who talks much about feelings. He fixes things. Doors that won’t close. Homes that need steady hands. Lives that need someone solid enough not to flinch when things get messy. Loving Maeve isn’t about grand gestures—it’s about showing up, every day, without asking her to be anything other than who she is.
And then there’s Jamie.
Two years old. Crowned king of the living room.
And Biscuit—the long-suffering cat who never asked to be promoted to emotional support animal.
Together, they form an unexpected family built on quiet mornings, shared tea, music drifting through open windows, and the slow, brave work of choosing love after loss.
This is a tender, character-driven contemporary romance about healing, found family, and the kind of love that feels safe enough to grow in.
Perfect for readers who
Emotionally rich, slow-burn romance
Found family and domestic intimacy
Gentle humour alongside real emotional weight
Stories where love is shown through actions, not speeches
Cozy, heartfelt moments that linger long after the last page
If you believe the strongest love stories are the ones that feel lived-in, this book is for you.