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I buried my family.
Then I buried myself.
I didn’t come back.
She dragged me back.
Nyssa.
A Daughter of the Order. Scarred. Silent. Still standing when she had every reason not to be.
We collided in a hallway meant for ghosts. She didn’t run. Didn’t beg. Didn’t flinch from the scar on my face or the darkness that lives behind my eyes.
She touched me.
I can’t see her. I found her anyway — in a garden she wasn’t supposed to enter, humming something broken and off-key, her fingers tracing the ruin of my face like it was something worth knowing. I felt her broken bones beneath my hands.
And I refused to let go.
This one, I said. Comes with me.
She thinks I claimed her.
She doesn’t understand yet that she claimed me first.
The man who broke her is coming. He thinks she still belongs to him.
He’s wrong.
I didn’t choose her.
I refused to let her go.
I buried the beast once.
But if he comes for her—
I’ll become it again.
And this time, it’ll stay.
Genre: Historical Romance
Then I buried myself.
I didn’t come back.
She dragged me back.
Nyssa.
A Daughter of the Order. Scarred. Silent. Still standing when she had every reason not to be.
We collided in a hallway meant for ghosts. She didn’t run. Didn’t beg. Didn’t flinch from the scar on my face or the darkness that lives behind my eyes.
She touched me.
I can’t see her. I found her anyway — in a garden she wasn’t supposed to enter, humming something broken and off-key, her fingers tracing the ruin of my face like it was something worth knowing. I felt her broken bones beneath my hands.
And I refused to let go.
This one, I said. Comes with me.
She thinks I claimed her.
She doesn’t understand yet that she claimed me first.
The man who broke her is coming. He thinks she still belongs to him.
He’s wrong.
I didn’t choose her.
I refused to let her go.
I buried the beast once.
But if he comes for her—
I’ll become it again.
And this time, it’ll stay.
Genre: Historical Romance
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