$34.99
Every Street has ghosts
Jacob Johansson thought garbage was the only thing he'd ever dig through... until he found the necklace.
Etched with a cryptic inscription, the necklace pulls him into the cold trail of Hope: a missing foster child swallowed by the city's shadows. The deeper Jacob digs, the more he uncovers about his father's hidden life as a vigilante legend called The Fade.
Teaming up with a hardened child protection agent and a relentless NYPD detective, Jacob finds himself hunting more than just a missing girl. Cult lies, buried debts, and unfinished revenge bleed through the streets. Somewhere out there, Hope is waiting, if she's still alive.
But someone is determined to keep her lost. And The Fade's greatest enemy is ready to finish what he started by wiping out what's left of the Johansson bloodline.
A child is missing. A hero is buried. Some ghosts refuse to fade.
Time is running out. And so is hope.
$19.99
Every Street has ghosts
Jacob Johansson thought garbage was the only thing he'd ever dig through... until he found the necklace.
Etched with a cryptic inscription, the necklace pulls him into the cold trail of Hope: a missing foster child swallowed by the city's shadows. The deeper Jacob digs, the more he uncovers about his father's hidden life as a vigilante legend called The Fade.
Teaming up with a hardened child protection agent and a relentless NYPD detective, Jacob finds himself hunting more than just a missing girl. Cult lies, buried debts, and unfinished revenge bleed through the streets. Somewhere out there, Hope is waiting, if she's still alive.
But someone is determined to keep her lost. And The Fade's greatest enemy is ready to finish what he started by wiping out what's left of the Johansson bloodline.
A child is missing. A hero is buried. Some ghosts refuse to fade.
Time is running out. And so is hope.
$8.99
Every Street has ghosts
Jacob Johansson thought garbage was the only thing he'd ever dig through... until he found the necklace.
Etched with a cryptic inscription, the necklace pulls him into the cold trail of Hope: a missing foster child swallowed by the city's shadows. The deeper Jacob digs, the more he uncovers about his father's hidden life as a vigilante legend called The Fade.
Teaming up with a hardened child protection agent and a relentless NYPD detective, Jacob finds himself hunting more than just a missing girl. Cult lies, buried debts, and unfinished revenge bleed through the streets. Somewhere out there, Hope is waiting, if she's still alive.
But someone is determined to keep her lost. And The Fade's greatest enemy is ready to finish what he started by wiping out what's left of the Johansson bloodline.
A child is missing. A hero is buried. Some ghosts refuse to fade.
Time is running out. And so is hope.
$28.99
NCI Author's Tear Catcher
Nubus Creative Ink
Some stories are written with a keyboard. Some are written with a pour. This 10.5oz engraved whiskey glass isn’t decoration. It’s a ritual object. Heavy in the hand. Clear and honest. Built with a weighted base that settles on the desk as it belongs there. Bourbon. Scotch. Rye. Or something softer when the chapter hits too close.
The engraving sits quietly in the glass - no loud branding, no flash. Just a mark that catches light when the lamp hits it right. Enough to remind you who you are. Not enough to interrupt the moment. This is the glass you reach for: After the rejection email. After the breakthrough paragraph. After the kids go to bed. After the world gets loud. It doesn’t wobble. It doesn’t chip easily. It doesn’t ask questions. It just holds the pour and your tear drops.
And sometimes that’s enough.
Details
• 310 ml (10.5 oz) capacity Roomy for neat pours or a short, deliberate mix.
• Clear glass with a heavy base. Balanced. Grounded. Classic.
• Permanent engraved design Subtle. Built in. Not printed on.
• Dishwasher safe. Because you have pages to finish.
• Versatile Whiskey. Cocktails. Juice. No judgment.
Care
Top rack dishwasher. Or hand wash with warm water and soap.
Treat it well. It’ll be there when the next chapter hits.
This isn’t barware.
It’s company.
Now go write something worth drinking to.