by Laura Miller
And a special thank you also goes to the amazing bloggers all over the world for their enthusiasm and loyal support and love of fairy tales. Know that we, as writers, are ever grateful for your commitment to literature.
I would also like to thank my family, including Jack, Aurora and Levi, who continues to be my biggest fans and greatest supporters. And thank you also to my friends and mentors, who are ever inspiring me.
And lastly but definitely not least, I would like to thank my husband, Neville. Thank you for your constant encouragement from the very beginning of this grand adventure. Honey, you steal my heart every day. And I’ll never ask for it back. I love you!
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Photo by Neville Miller
LAURA MILLER is the national bestselling author of the novels, Butterfly Weeds, My Butterfly, For All You Have Left, By Way of Accident, When Cicadas Cry and A Bird on a Windowsill. She grew up in Missouri, graduated from the University of Missouri-Columbia and worked as a newspaper reporter prior to writing fiction. Laura currently lives in the Midwest with her husband. Visit her and learn more about her books at LauraMillerBooks.com.
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Butterfly Weeds
My Butterfly
For All You Have Left
By Way of Accident
When Cicadas Cry
“One of the most beautiful love stories I have ever read.”
~Jelena’s Book Blog on Butterfly Weeds
"THIS IS PURE ROMANCE AT ITS BEST."
~Kathy Reads Fiction on My Butterfly
“UNPUTDOWNABLE!”
~Southern Belle Book Blog on For All You Have Left
“Newcomers will have their faith in good literature restored.”
~Books to Breathe on By Way of Accident
“One of the most beautiful stories and cherished romances.”
~Kathy Reads Fiction on When Cicadas Cry
“Completely and Utterly Beautiful.”
~Back Porch Romance Book Reviews on Butterfly Weeds
“ONE OF MY FAVORITE LOVE STORIES EVER.”
~A Novel Review on For All You Have Left
#MUSTREAD #BEAUTIFUL #CAPTIVATING
~Nancy’s Romance Reads on By Way of Accident
“A beautiful and charming love story.”
~Cinco Garotas Exemplares on When Cicadas Cry