Snow falling like glitter, cozy scarves brushing, warm breaths fogging the winter air. Twinkle lights reflected in soft brown eyes, hot cocoa cupped between cold fingers, and two hearts slowly realizing they're way more than just holiday volunteers. A slow-burn crush wrapped in peppermint sweetness, soft smiles, almost-touches, and that magical hush right before a kiss in the quiet snowfall.

A Gothic Tale of Family, Madness, and the Price of Inheritance When Gabby Candlewick inherits her family's decaying estate, she expects dust, debts, and perhaps a few bitter memories. What she doesn't expect is blood seeping from the walls. Hidden deep in the fog-shrouded countryside, Candlewick Manor stands as both monument and tomb to generations of tragedy. Every Candlewick has died on the grounds-and now the house seems eager to claim its next victim. As Gabby sorts through her father's belongings, she's joined by Peter Hale, a historian researching the manor's cursed past, and Olivia Marsh, a medium whose connection to the supernatural runs deeper than she dares admit. When Gabby's estranged brother Eric returns after years missing, the family's fractures begin to split open-and the manor stirs awake. Through sleepless nights, whispers in locked rooms, and shadows that move when no one is watching, the truth becomes impossible to ignore: the blood of Candlewick Manor is bound to the family that built it. To end the curse, one Candlewick must die... and the house has already chosen.