THE OLDE EAST END MANOR™

A story by T. S. Mander

“Nineteen years I’ve kept this trouble from your doorstep. But there’s no holding it back now. It’s come knocking.”

—Grandma, Chapter One

You’ll receive Chapter One by email. If you choose to hear more from me, I’ll also send occasional story, author and mail-club updates. Unsubscribe whenever you like.

Whatever Grandma has been hiding, it has finally caught up with Noori.

Read Chapter One for free and meet Noori on the night her whole world goes pear-shaped—and one impossible place is dragged out of the dark.

WHAT YOU’RE GETTING YOURSELF INTO?

- Chapter One, sent straight to your inbox.

- The odd note from me, cuppa in hand, about what I’m writing and building at The Olde East End Manor.

- A heads-up when the story mail club opens, with physical letters from Noori to her grandma as her journey continues.

YOUR SORT OF STORY?

Heroines with a mouth on them. Dodgy characters. Family secrets that refuse to stay buried. Old grudges, criminal dealings, a laugh or two—and a bit of East End bite.

Sound cushty?

You just keep your wits about you, mush.