Cozy gothic fantasy for the quietly strange
The Mending House · Book One
The prosthetic is the only honest part of her. She just doesn’t know it yet.
When Maren Loe inherits a house from her estranged father, she expects paperwork and dust. What she finds are the Remnants — beings made from clock gears and moth wings, animal bones and sewing machine parts, alive by a process no one can explain.
They’ve lived in Voss House for decades, protected by a trust and a guardian who walks the halls at midnight. Maren doesn’t do attachment. But the house feels familiar in ways that make no sense.
Then something arrives at the door. Small, broken, assembled wrong. Someone else is building Remnants — and doing it badly.