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Adeline Aimes writes romantic comedies that are funny, heartfelt, and a little messy—kind of like real life. They aren't always centered on the romantic relationship because romance is also about empowering, finding, and falling in love with yourself. When she's not writing, she's baking gluten-free sourdough, hiking in the Pacific Northwest, trying to keep her house plants alive, and reading spicy romance novels under a blanket she swore she didn't need. She also feels funny writing about herself in the third person… So this took way longer to write than she'd like to admit.

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The Dead Husbands Society

Adeline Aimes

Hi. I'm Birdie Lawson.
I used to run the PTA, plan polite birthday parties, and write thank-you notes on monogrammed stationery. Then my husband dropped dead in the butterfly garden, and my picture-perfect suburban life went with him.

If you, too, have a dead husband, questionable coping skills, and an inconvenient crush on your late husband's infuriatingly hot ex-best friend who happens to be your mailman… pull up a chair. You're one of us now.

The Dead Husbands Society
No dues. No dress code. Bring snacks. We're tired of casserole.

Perks of membership:

Two wildly inappropriate widow friends, a pink glitter notebook full of grief dares (most dares include the hot mailman), and questionable recovery tactics.

I'm done with well-behaved mourning. Now I'm here for messy living—complete with a Conga line, an ill-advised goat wine bar, and forbidden late-night kisses with the man I should absolutely not want… but absolutely do.

Please join us. We have t-shirts and kombucha.

The Dead Husbands Society: A wickedly funny, unexpectedly sexy novel about grief, friendship, and letting yourself fall hard—for life, and your mailman, all over again.

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"I was holding back tears by 20%. Again at 40%. And let the tears fall at the end. I felt so many emotions with this book. Sadness… imagining how it would feel to live these situations for myself. Joy for quirky friendships, and hope for the future of our FMC. I've only read one other books this year that made me feel multiple emotions like this."

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"I want to hate it because it made me feel things. But in reality I love it because it made me feel things… The book is soooo good. Emotional and impacting."

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"This book made me feel all the emotions! I laughed, I cried, and I reflected. I honestly couldn't imagine losing a partner, and the story captured that weight of grief so beautifully. But the heart of it, this isn't only a book about loss, it's about daring to live again, challenging yourself to try new things, and finding pieces of yourself you thought were gone. This book is sad, quirky, funny, and inspiring all at once. Truly one of my favorites this year!"

A wickedly funny, unexpectedly sexy novel about grief, friendship, and letting yourself fall hard—for life, and your mailman, all over again.

✔ Nursing student? Check.
✔ Three jobs? Check.
✔ Zero time for love? Double check.

Emma Clark has her priorities straight: pass nursing school, keep the residents at Maplewood Assisted Living entertained through book club, and never trust a man who doesn't read the ingredient list on a gluten-free muffin. Love? Not on the checklist.

But when the assisted living book club ladies decide Emma's love life needs a plot twist, they arm her with a new checklist—one full of romance tropes, strong chamomile tea, and a vintage shirt that might still smell like mothballs.

✔ Meet-cute on public transit? Check.
✔ Sinful smile and dark curls? Check.
✔ Perfect casual fling? Double check.

The two checklists are separate and everything is going perfectly until, the casual bus fling ends up being the new psychiatrist for the assisted living home. Now Emma's list is spiraling out of control:

✔ Enough sexual tension to short circuit bingo night? Check.
✔ Debates about patient care? Check.
✔ Psychiatrist has already seen her naked? Double check.

All she has to do is check off the list and survive her shifts—without catching real feelings for the guy she promised was a distraction.

Coming February 2026!

Shhhh… It's a secret.

Coming July 2026!

💕 Let's be inbox soulmates 💕

Think of this as the beginning of our long-distance love story—minus the awkward first date. I'll send you a note once a month with bookish updates, behind-the-scenes gossip, and maybe a swoony surprise or two. No spam, no drama—just letters between friends who happen to like a good love story.