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Rachel Lynne

Weaver of Cozy & Paranormal Mysteries Set Amidst the Haunting Beauty of the Lowcountry.

🌙 Welcome to the Coastal Shadows

The place where shadows linger
and Southern hospitality is as natural
as coastal breezes stirring the Spanish moss.

My stories emerge from these shadows—
pulled from the Lowcountry itself,
drifting in with the night air
and settling beneath the ancient oaks.

From Southern Gothic mysteries, paranormal twists, and cozy whodunits—
I write for readers who crave atmosphere, secrets, and escape.

My Promise to Readers

Immersive worlds. Complex characters.
Armchair travel to the Gothic coast.

But remember—
expect the unexpected, always.

Step Into My World

Here in the Coastal Shadows, there are a few paths you can wander. Each one leads somewhere different, but they all share the same Gothic light and Southern soul.

Love Southern Gothic paranormal mysteries?
The Shadow Destiny series will pull you into Savannah’s haunted streets, ancient covens, and the Lowcountry shadows that never let go.

Craving a cozy mystery?
Join Holly Daye and her bulldog, The Colonel, as they sniff out secrets (and a few Southern scandals) in a small-town South Carolina Lowcountry setting.

Prefer a dash of romance with your cozy suspense?
The chefs of The Cosmic Café have saved you a table—where danger simmers, passions ignite, and secrets are always on the menu.

And beyond the books, there are places where the conversation continues…

💌 The Coastal Shadows Newsletter — Want to sit on the porch with me? That’s the newsletter—exclusive porch talk, secrets, and tales you won’t find anywhere else.

Pull up a chair and join the community, we’d love to have you!

📝 The Journal of Coastal Shadows — My blog, where stories, secrets, and musings drift in like Lowcountry fog.

Wherever you wander in the Coastal Shadows, you’ll always find a story waiting.

So come on up.
The frogs are serenading,
the fireflies are dancing,
and I’ve saved a chair for you.

P.S. Turn your sound on to experience a bit of my nightly porch ritual.