Books written by Daniela Sacerdoti

  • The Lost Village: A heartbreaking World War 2 historical novel

    This is a beautifully written story with characters that tug at your heartstrings from the second they’re introduced.

  • Spirit

    As he sang, a strange, unnatural wind made the trees shiver. Sean turned to face Sarah and saw something writhing in her hair, black against black. He leapt, but Elodie was faster. She ripped the Surari off Sarah's hair, taking a lock ...

  • Keep Me Safe: Be swept away by this breathtaking love story with a heartbreaking twist

    Dear Reader, I'm so glad to have you with me on our journey to Seal. I'd like to say thank you for being here with me and all my characters. I love them all, and I hope you will too. In Keep Me Safe you'll meet Anna, who has forgotten ...

  • Sueños secretos

    Ya sabes que sólo era un sueño —decía. Seguramente lo había llamado en sus sueños. Lo vio a los ojos claros como si se aferrara a él. —Me morí—murmuró. —Ay, Sarah... —Harry le secó las lágrimas con sus suaves dedos.

  • Sueños secretos: primera parte de la trilogía de Sarah Midnig

    Sueños secretos: primera parte de la trilogía de Sarah Midnig

  • Watch Over Me

    " - Rea Book Review (5/5) "One of the best books I've ever read... This is a book that deserves to be read by everybody... An amazing debut novel from a magnificent writer.

  • Keep Me Safe

    "When Anna's partner walks away from their relationship, she is shattered.

  • The Lost Village: A Heartbreaking World War 2 Historical Novel

    With a longing look at an ornate wooden box on her nightstand, her grandmother is just beginning to tell the heart-wrenching story of a little village ravaged by war, and why Luce's mother swore never to return, when then the unthinkable ...

  • Your Hand In Mine (A Glen Avich to Seal Island short story): The Million Copy Selling Author

    ... her place. As soon as I stepped into the house, a wave of sadness hit me. Even Pamela was quiet. The place felt like a shrine to happier times, with silent photographs of people on the mantelpiece and windowsills, immaculate surfaces ...

  • Set Me Free

    ... me away, through the busy hall and outside, back into the summer twilight. I knew that more than a few people would ... set me free,” he whispered in my hair. I pulled back just a bit to look into his face. I was going to say, “You set ...