Adelaide's Angel - ON HOLD

Adelaide's Angel - ON HOLD

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Adelaide thought the stories she read late at night were just that…stories. Until one morning, instead of waking up in her bed, in her room, she wakes up in an alleyway in an unknown city—to her, anyway. After a few questions and many scoldings for her inappropriate attire, she stumbles into a simple dress shop where she meets unexpected kindness from an unexpected ally. As she wanders through a different time, in a different world she never knew to exist, Adelaide meets an eccentric dressmaker who seeks to become more than the owner of a spectacle, a mechanized angel who longs to be human once again, and an orphan who desires to escape his dead-end future. And amid it all she discovers more about herself than she knew there was to know.
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They broke her trust. They broke his mind. Now the past is back-and this time, it wants blood. Victoria learned early how to survive in silence. Grief became her shadow. Guilt, her constant companion. Because if she had died that night instead of her mother... maybe everything would have been different. But the past doesn't stay buried, and when it drags her back into a world she barely escaped, silence won't save her anymore. Xavier learned how to disappear behind scars, rage, and the monster his past made him. A man shaped by violence, and driven by retribution. Victoria was everything he should avoid- soft yet unyielding, broken but still standing. She had the kind of pain that mirrored his own. She saw too much, pushed too far and worst of all, she made him remember something he buried a long time ago. He hated it. Hated her. Because she made him feel. What exists between them isn't gentle. It isn't safe or healing. It destroys. And when the truth comes for them both, they'll have to decide: Run. Burn. Or destroy everything in their path.

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