Official Site of Rowan McBride

This writing thing. Forgot how much I love it. Slowly finding my way back.

Last Heartbeat

  • Blurb!

    Flow: I was ten when Charlie Davis showed up on our doorstep. He was only a year older, but in my eyes he was cool and kind and mature. He’d barely taken a step inside before I was head over heels. Small problem: The older we got, the more his talent for music pulled him… Read more


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  • Possibly call it a comeback?

    Sorry, LL Cool J on the brain for some reason. I used to have my novels at several different indie publishers in an attempt not to have all my eggs in one basket. Then the mega corporation THAT WE WILL NOT BE NAMING HERE BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE THE CASH FOR A LAWSUIT put all… Read more