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In 1894, Rosalia Goth and her younger brother, Arthur, are the wards of their wealthy uncle, Mr. Weber, and his wife, after the untimely death of their father. Rosalia leads a quiet but comfortable life with her aunt and uncle and their two daughters in Kansas City, Missouri. However, there is one family member that remains elusive, her eldest cousin, Richard. Away at college since before her arrival, he returns home upon completion of his education. He soon becomes infatuated with the young and beautiful, Rosalia. His obsession with her knows no bounds, as his cousin she was born to belong to him, to be his beloved rose.
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18 May 2026
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Lady Rowena is sent to marry Lord Aldric of Blackmare, a man who trains warhorses to bow and charge at command. Unease drives her to spy on him in the stables, fearing what sort of husband she has been given. Yet, what she sees is not cruelty, but a man who moves with quiet authority and a gentleness. After the vows, their marriage begins in unexpected warmth. Deep affection grows, but a moment of doubt fractures the trust he had built with such care and what follows is ruin. Rowena now wants to escape, but Aldric, consumed by guilt, desire and something far harder to name will not let her go.
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She dared a glance toward the stairwell. Empty, but the sound was closer now, the faint scrape of leather against stone.
"A poor choice of ground, little fox" Aldric's voice carried down the passage, low and unhurried. "There are few corners here I do not know."
She pressed herself flatter against the wall, willing the shadows to keep her. From the angle of the arch she could see the faint spill of lamplight growing along the floor, the way it shivered with each step he took.
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27 Mar 2026
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Helena Alton accepts a summer position at Wetherbrook Hall, expecting only to maintain the discipline of her student and the structure of her days. But she quickly draws the attention of Reginald Sutton: eccentric, wealthy and far too used to getting what he wants.
What begins as pursuit and quiet opposition soon sharpens into a psychological dance of control, restraint and unspoken obsession.
Reginald orchestrates a game that shifts the very walls of the house to bring her closer. The question is no longer whether she'll leave, but how long he'll let her think she can.~
A flicker of movement to her left, too late. And then she heard him just beside her. A hand closed firm and certain around her wrist, fingers warm where her skin was chilled. She gasped and twisted, but he’d already swept her off the ground in one ridiculous showman’s flourish. Her feet dangled, skirts swaying, while his laughter puffed warm and self-satisfied behind her ear.
“Oh, darling canary, you do make it so very easy.” he mused affectionately, as though this were all her fault.Bookmarked by GraceNoBody
27 Mar 2026
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In a future of surveillance and systematic control a student’s quiet life unravels when she saves a wounded soldier in the woods and protects herself with a single lie. That moment sparks an obsession she doesn’t see coming as the cold, calculating commander slowly becomes fixated on the girl.
As his watch tightens around her, she builds a fragile shield of half-truths to protect her family and hide her ties to the resistance. But each lie cuts deeper and she must soon decide how far she can bend the truth before they become the bars of her own cage.
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She cut hard into a narrow passage, shoulder grazing chipped brick, the scrape leaving a chalky smear on her sleeve. The air was stale here, smelling of damp mortar and the sour tang of rain trapped in stone.
A thin blade of streetlight knifed through the end of the lane, pale gold against the black, and she fixed on it. Her pulse drove hard enough to thrum in her teeth, rattling through her skull with each step.
Then the sound split the night.
A Highmarch car came in sideways, metal shrieking as its tires tore across the cobbles. It slid into place with brutal control, cutting the passage at the throat like a final punctuation mark.
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27 Mar 2026
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In the summer of ’69, a flash flood delivers Dottie, a restless young student of botany and her friends into the hands of an isolated Appalachian flock, ruled by scripture and tradition. Among them waits Solomon, the healer, who sees in Dottie as a sign. A lamb sent by Providence. And once he lays claim, no prayer, plea, or protest will part what he believes God has joined.
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You shall submit, as it is commanded," he growled near her ear, his breath hot and close. "You fight, but it is written. A woman shall obey her husband in all things."
"You aren't my husband" she gasped, twisting violently, her hands clawing at his shoulders.
His fingers dug deeper into her side, forcing her still. "Yet" he hissed, his mouth so close to her temple she could feel the word burn into her skin.
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27 Mar 2026
