It remembers every touch.
Every breath.
Every scream.

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When Emery Leigh purchases a crumbling Victorian mansion at the edge of town, the past begins to unravel—and it won’t let her walk away. The truth seeps through the walls—echoes of a doctor who went mad inside it and patients who begged for mercy… and never left.

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But Emery doesn’t scare easily.
She sees opportunity where others see ruin.

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As she restores the house, two men unravel her. Vulcan Lezano—arrogant, brilliant, and certain she was made to burn for him—and Adonis Watson, the quiet baker whose steady presence entices her—sweet as sugar, just shy of sin—and far too easy to crave.

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Between them, something dangerous begins to take shape.

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Deep inside the house, hidden passages carve through the walls—spaces never meant to be found. Something moves inside them.

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Watching.

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Waiting.

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Because the hunger inside the mansion doesn’t belong to the men who want her.

It belongs to the house.

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And some things don’t want to be loved.
They want to be fed.