You made it to the good stuff.
Welcome to the treasure chest, shiny reader! 🗝️💎
Here’s where you’ll find little extras — just because you’re awesome enough to stop by. Some are print-at-home goodies, others are puzzles or sneak peeks. Like any good story, this page is always evolving… so come back now and then for new surprises 👀.
🎁 The UUWWUU Chant
Once my little secret, now yours to share! This rare tongue-twister is nearly impossible to say out loud without tying your tongue in knots. Can you do it three times fast?👉 Download includes:
- 🖼️ A colourful PNG graphic (for sharing or setting as wallpaper)
- 📄 A print-ready PDF poster (for hanging up or gifting)
📚✨ diy stubby quote cards ✨📚
Not bookmarks. Not posters. Something in between.
These Collector Quote Cards are short, punchy, and perfect for pinning on your wall, slipping into a notebook, or taping to the fridge.✨ Featuring: Tomi, Craig, and Marlon.
👉 📥 Download Collector Quote Cards (PDF)
✂️ Print the sheet, cut them out, and you’ve got three cards ready to keep or share.
✨ Want proper bookmarks instead? Those are shiny, foiled, and waiting for you on the Orders page.
✨ Want the real deal? ✨
If you’d like the collector’s foiled editions — lovely, shiny, and made to last — you can grab them from the Orders Page. 🖋️✨
🔍🧩 Puzzles & Games 🧩🔍
Because reading is serious business… but let’s not pretend it isn’t more fun with a little play 🎲✨.
🧩 Wordsearch — Hunt down names, places, and clues from Guilty but maybe Not.
👉 🔎 Download the Wordsearch (DOCX)🧮 Cryptogram Puzzle — Crack the numbers to reveal Maya’s hidden truth.
👉 🔐 Download the Cryptogram Puzzle (DOCX)
🌟✨ More Coming Soon ✨🌟
- 🎨 Character sketch reveals (view-only)
- 📖 Sneak peek excerpt from Guilty but maybe Not
- 🪴 Behind-the-scenes notes (like how the pond came to life 🌊🐟)
💡 Pro tip: Print, share, stick it on your fridge, or sneak it into a friend’s book bag 😏. The bookmark fairy is always watching 👼✨.
🎧 Listen to Maya’s first encounter with the Weller case.
Before Maya ever met Daniel Weller, a letter arrived.
No stamp. No sender. Just a quiet plea to listen. This is how it began.
“The Letter That Started It All — listen to Maya’s first encounter with the Weller case.”
Matilda’s Chair
A Glimpse from the Royce Archives
From the private collection of moments I thought I’d forgotten…
The house was nearly empty now.
Royce stood in the middle of the sitting room, dusk pooling at the windows like an old friend who’d let themselves in without knocking. Boxes lined the wall — books, photographs, china. His handwriting marked each one. The kind of order you create when you’re trying to control a goodbye.
The air was heavy with lavender. Her lavender. Still clinging to the curtains, the cushions, the creaky floorboards beneath his feet. Her scent, her silence — wrapped around everything.
He ran a hand along the back of her old armchair. The fabric was worn smooth from decades of use. She used to sit there knitting… or pretending to knit, depending on whether she wanted company or mischief.
He smiled at the memory.
And that’s when he heard her.
Not a creak. Not a breeze. Just her voice, floating in like it belonged there:
“You always go quiet just before you cry.”
He turned.
There she was.
Sitting in the armchair. Perched like she’d never left it. Elbows propped. Teacup in hand. Wearing the green cardigan she always claimed was hideous but kept because it had “good elbows.”
She looked younger than she had in her final days. Not glowing. Not ghostly. Just… Matilda.
“Not scared, are you?” she said. “I’ve seen you face down a goose with nothing but a rolled-up magazine and a half-eaten apple. Don’t tell me I’m what finally unravels you.”
He blinked, speechless.
“Go on then,” she gestured. “Sit down before your knees give out.”
He dropped into the chair opposite — the one that always creaked in disapproval. It did not disappoint.
“I thought I was losing it,” he said quietly.
“You’re not. Yet,” she replied, raising an eyebrow. “Though if you pack that hideous lamp, I might start to worry.”
He laughed. Properly this time. It hit his chest like a wave — unexpected, messy, needed.
She softened.
“I had to come, love. I couldn’t leave without checking in.”
“Is this real?” he asked.
“As real as it needs to be,” she said. “I’m not sticking around full-time — it’s tiring, showing up like this. I’ll settle for the odd dream. A rustle. A biscuit where you didn’t put one.”
He studied her. This woman who had carried him, shielded him, challenged him, raised him.
“I didn’t realise… everything you gave up.”
“I didn’t give up anything,” she said, brushing the air with one hand. “I chose you. Every time.”
He looked down at his hands.
“I thought we were just getting by.”
“Oh, we were. On pride. On shortbread. On borrowed radiators and dodgy extension cords. But not on luck. We planned. Jameson and I — we made sure you’d have your moment. This one.”
Royce looked up.
“You and Jameson—?”
She nodded. “He visited often. You remember the papers I signed? The biscuits he always left with? We weren’t talking about garden fences.”
He smiled through a breath.
“So this whole thing—”
“Wasn’t a trap, my boy. It was a springboard.”
She reached forward, laid an invisible hand over his.
“This next bit — the world, the journey, the chaos — it’s yours. But I’ll be around. You’ll know.”
He nodded. His throat was tight again.
“And Royce… if you meet someone who makes you laugh like I do, don’t let them go.”
He chuckled.
“Unless they hate dogs,” she added seriously. “Then you run.”
He laughed harder. She winked.
“And remember,” she said, fading like breath on a windowpane, “you’re not the first Pentagasp I’ve looked after… and you won’t be the last.”
And then she was gone.
The chair sat empty.
But the cushion was still warm.
And the scent of lavender lingered, stronger than ever.
You made it to the good stuff.
Below you’ll find a few extras — no password, no guilt, just stories giving back.
🎭 Character sketches: Revealed in reverse order (because that’s how we roll). New faces appear weekly.
🔖 Bookmarks: Printable, snippable, keepable. Pick your favourite line.
🧩 Puzzles: Wordsearches, cryptograms, and other book-inspired brain teasers coming soon.
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