Sam Smith
Sam Smith was born on March 6, 1974. She was raised in Lymm, Cheshire and attended St. Thomas’ C of E Primary School in Stockton Heath. Her debut novel, Harbor Nights, was published in 1994, marking the beginning of a successful literary career. A devoted advocate for human rights and animal welfare, Sam divides her time between her hometown in Cheshire and Miami, Florida, where she lives with her two dogs and a cat. In 2012, she founded an animal rescue dedicated to helping feral cats and continues to lead a Trap-Neuter-Return (TNR) program in partnership with local veterinarians and shelters.
Sam Smith was born on March 6, 1974. She was raised in Lymm, Cheshire and attended St. Thomas’ C of E Primary School in Stockton Heath. Her debut novel, Harbor Nights, was published in 1994, marking the beginning of a successful literary career. A devoted advocate for human rights and animal welfare, Sam divides her time between her hometown in Cheshire and Miami, Florida, where she lives with her two dogs and a cat. In 2012, she founded an...
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DEAR EMOTIONAL CRAB
A cosmic love written in the stars, destined to find its way home.
Dear Emotional Crab is a collection of soulmate poems that ache with longing and burn with sacred passion, where love is felt as deeply and powerfully as the ocean’s pull. It tells the story of two spirits—the divine masculine and divine feminine—drawn together by tides older than...
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HIS LONELY MIND
WHEN THE MUSIC ENDS, LOVE BECOMES THE SONG.
Tom O’Connor once lived for the roar of the crowd and the burn of whiskey— anything to drown the memory of Amy Andrews. But life on the road showed him no mercy. It only took. Some years later, burned out and broken, he returns to the place where it all began. Amy is still there— so is the silence...
BEYOND THE LAKE HOUSE
SHE WAS STOLEN FROM HER PAST—NOW SHE MUST FIGHT FOR HER FUTURE.
When Lulu Davenport is kidnapped and imprisoned in a decaying barn with no memory of how she got there, her forgotten past begins to surface. Raised far from the cult that once claimed her, she’s been dragged back to fulfill a dark legacy—one that ties her to a twin brother she never...
Other Writing
My Dearest Crab Man—
To you, my soulmate, dancing somewhere at the bottom of the sea—
While I walk this life on solid ground, you spin in saltwater light, claws raised to a rhythm I can’t hear, shell catching glimmers of a world that hasn’t reached me yet. I move through days alone, feet on quiet roads, pockets full of questions. I imagine you laughing with the currents, unbothered by time, content to twirl where the tide keeps secrets.
Do you know I’m here— looking out over the...