Ink Publishing Novels & Stories

Jarred asked. Hade leaned forward, peeking his head between the seats. “Do I really need to explain that to you?” he said. I shook my head. “Arrow Publishing treats their employees well. Not their families,” I said quietly. “You’re trying to say it has nothing to do with me. But you, Jarred…” I looked at him. “You’re my friend.” His mouth opened slightly. A small smile formed. “We’re actually looking for another publishing house. One that’s affiliated with Connect Inc,” he added.

And, like a fool, I followed what he said. A month later, we started our own venture—a publishing house. Starting Chrome Ink Press was his crazy idea. Despite everything, I know this guy is really talented, because I am now making more money than I would ever have had in my old job. Yes, it is hard work in a way, but it’s amazing.

"From a supplier in Florence. It’s pure, Aara. No synthetic additives." ​ ​I had started a small, artistic press L'Impronta Sconosciuta (The Unknown Impression). It wasn't a global registry or a political tool. It was a sanctuary for local poets and travelers who wanted to see their words etched into something that would last longer than a social media post.