**Naked. Vulnerable. Slightly nauseous. Book’s out!**

So… it’s launch day.

My novel The Love Thief is officially out in the world. And you’d think I’d be popping champagne or dancing on the kitchen table, right?

Instead, I’m sitting here in stretchy pants, wondering if I should eat cake for breakfast or crawl back under the covers.

Because here’s the truth no one tells you: Birthing a book is weird.

It’s exhilarating and exhausting. It’s vulnerable and thrilling and… oh wait, did I say thrilling? I meant terrifying.

I’ve poured YEARS into this story—through heartbreaks, rewrites, spiritual awakenings, and snacks. So many snacks. And now it’s out there. Flying solo. No longer mine.

I want people to love it.
I’m scared they won’t.
I’m proud of it.
I’m deeply, irrationally concerned about 1-star reviews.

I wrote The Love Thief to make sense of things that didn’t make sense. Heartbreak. Betrayal. Karma. Love that doesn’t go the way you planned, but still somehow heals you.

And while I hope you read it and love it and tattoo the title on your arm (okay, maybe just a social post?), mostly I just want to say:

Thank you.
For being here.
For being curious.
For being part of this adventure.

If you’ve read it already, thank you thank you thank you.
If you haven’t, no pressure. But if you do, I hope it brings you exactly what you need.

And yes, I’m still thinking about that cake (Red Velvet if you must know)

With love, nerves, and a hopeful heart,

Arielle

P.S. If you’re craving a wild, heart-healing, soul-awakening reset… don’t forget: when you pre-order The Love Thief, you’ll be entered to win a 10-day tour of India that follows the sacred path in the story. (Yes, it’s real. Yes, it’s magical.) thelovethief.com

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