The door only opens at midnight. The books are always waiting. And sometimes, they know exactly who needs them.
Jo is grieving, stuck in a cycle of what-ifs and should-haves. Adelaide hides behind polished smiles and secret fears. Kye drifts through life, untethered and unseen. They don’t know each other, and they definitely weren’t looking for a book club.
But when each one stumbles into a mysterious shop that shouldn’t exist, they find more than just stories on the shelves.
The midnight book club offers unexpected friendships, second chances, and the quiet kind of magic that makes anything feel possible.
Some pages are meant to be rewritten. The question is whether they’ll find the courage to turn the next one.
