the Grogging Chronicles: Book One Pull of Ley Lines

The moment quivered. The next breath would tilt the world.Once the tent inhaled, nothing-absolutely nothing-would ever be ordinary again.And just when it seemed the beginning might arrive with solemn thunder and cosmic fanfare, the Circus did what it always does...It tripped on its own shoelaces.Leyla isn't looking for a circus. She's looking for air.But when a weather-worn tent appears where it shouldn't-glowing with sacred geometry and humming like a living heart-she steps inside and finds a world that feels impossible... and somehow more true than anything outside it.The Circus doesn't perform tricks-it performs remembering.Lantern by lantern, it pulls people back to the hum beneath the ribs-the place where laughter heals, grief softens, and reality stops pretending to be only one thing.Then Orr arrives: rugged, tattooed, and carrying a gravity that rearranges the room.What sparks between them is immediate, tender and dangerous in the same breath-like a ley line waking beneath their feet.Their connection becomes its own kind of act: a slow, luminous pull-part invitation, part mystery-asking her to trust what she can't yet name.And somewhere beneath the starlight and the hum of unseen threads, Leyla begins to realize:The Circus isn't just a place she's stepped into...It may be the place she's been becoming all along.The Grogging Chronicles is a sacredly absurd, quantum-tinged story about trust, timing, and the invisible architecture beneath reality.Blending magical realism, myth, and a quietly powerful love story, it invites readers into a world where lanterns glow, geometry hums beneath the canvas, and ordinary life begins to remember its deeper pattern.Welcome to the Circus.Perfect for readers who loved The Night Circus and The Alchemist

Pagina's: 232, Hardcover, Red Nose Publishing