When a violent storm dredges something up from the depths of Coldwater Bay, it doesn't just uncover a long-lost car - it resurrects a secret the town buried twenty years ago.Former homicide detective Mark Delaney returns home for a funeral, expecting a quiet visit. Instead, he finds himself drawn into a cold case that never sat right: the disappearance of a young dock worker, Tommy Keegan.As Mark begins to ask questions, old loyalties fracture. A powerful developer, a respected judge, and a trusted sheriff all circle the truth - each with something to lose. What begins as a mystery becomes something far more dangerous: a deliberate cover-up, built on silence, fear, and the quiet complicity of an entire community.Set against the stark beauty of the Maine coast, Coldwater Bay is a slow-burning, character-driven crime novel about truth, accountability, and the cost of doing the right thing - no matter how late it comes.

Ulf Ironmouth is a skald - a poet who accompanies Viking expeditions to compose verses about their victories. He has done this work for twenty years. He is good at it. He writes what he sees, shapes it into the formal structures of Norse verse, and recites it at the evening meal. This is the job.On a twelve-ship voyage to the far north, Ulf writes a verse about a storm before the storm arrives. The details match: the sky-wall rising iron-ribbed, the clouds moving like cattle being driven, the wind from the northwest at the exact hour he named.The crew notices. Ulf notices them noticing.Then he writes a verse about a safe passage through a strait the fleet has never navigated, including details about a specific rock formation and the depth of the channel - and the fleet finds exactly that passage, exactly those rocks, exactly that depth.The jarl notices. Ulf notices her noticing.*Raven Latitude* is Norse historical fantasy about a skald whose verses have started to shape events rather than merely describe them. It follows Ulf across a three-month voyage into the far north, through uncharted waters and a series of raids that his verses seem to be composing rather than documenting.

When a violent storm dredges something up from the depths of Coldwater Bay, it doesn't just uncover a long-lost car - it resurrects a secret the town buried twenty years ago.Former homicide detective Mark Delaney returns home for a funeral, expecting a quiet visit. Instead, he finds himself drawn into a cold case that never sat right: the disappearance of a young dock worker, Tommy Keegan.As Mark begins to ask questions, old loyalties fracture. A powerful developer, a respected judge, and a trusted sheriff all circle the truth - each with something to lose. What begins as a mystery becomes something far more dangerous: a deliberate cover-up, built on silence, fear, and the quiet complicity of an entire community.Set against the stark beauty of the Maine coast, Coldwater Bay is a slow-burning, character-driven crime novel about truth, accountability, and the cost of doing the right thing - no matter how late it comes.

Ulf Ironmouth is a skald - a poet who accompanies Viking expeditions to compose verses about their victories. He has done this work for twenty years. He is good at it. He writes what he sees, shapes it into the formal structures of Norse verse, and recites it at the evening meal. This is the job.On a twelve-ship voyage to the far north, Ulf writes a verse about a storm before the storm arrives. The details match: the sky-wall rising iron-ribbed, the clouds moving like cattle being driven, the wind from the northwest at the exact hour he named.The crew notices. Ulf notices them noticing.Then he writes a verse about a safe passage through a strait the fleet has never navigated, including details about a specific rock formation and the depth of the channel - and the fleet finds exactly that passage, exactly those rocks, exactly that depth.The jarl notices. Ulf notices her noticing.*Raven Latitude* is Norse historical fantasy about a skald whose verses have started to shape events rather than merely describe them. It follows Ulf across a three-month voyage into the far north, through uncharted waters and a series of raids that his verses seem to be composing rather than documenting.