GAUNTANDWIFE
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She was born with light in her veins-magic that shimmered, warm and wild. But in a family that feared this, she was punished for every flicker of joy. Years of silence, control, and cruelty turned her into something else: not broken, but sharpened. Like a shadow with a heartbeat.
Ominis Gaunt has resisted everything-his bloodline, the Dark Arts, even desire. But her? He can't tune her out. She's the only thing that makes the castle feel alive. He hears her magic before she casts. Feels her before she speaks. And every glance between them feels like a dare.
They shouldn't want each other. They shouldn't even speak. So why does it feel like the only thing holding them together is how long they can keep pretending they don't?