A Bird in Hand

A Bird in Hand

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All her life, Airla wondered why her closest friend was locked away in her chambers. No matter the comfort, Eilonora was neither allowed outside nor to be touched by another despite being the heir to the Ó'Brin family. After her parents' sudden death, Eilonora is left as the Head of the Ó'Brin family and County, taking possession of all things above and below the ground. After an eccentric, rich heir from a neighboring County takes refuge inside the Ó'Brin Castle from an abnoraml snowstorm, a peculiar string of deaths occur amongst the staff while Airla grows closer to Eilonora. In an attempt to save Eilonora from the dangers inside and out, she learns why her best friend was locked away all those years and what terrible secrets sit behind the tapestries and polished stone. [Rated M for graphic depictions of violence, strong language, and (later) sexual content.]
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Aira Valencia Alvarez never asked for this life. She only wanted to study, laugh with her siblings, and dream like every other girl her age. But fate was cruel. The day her mother collapsed and got confined to the hospital with a brain tumor, everything changed. With her father long gone, Aira carried the world on her shoulders-three jobs, sleepless nights, and the heavy duty of keeping her family alive. School became a memory, a childhood luxury she could no longer afford. Her life was ordinary... until the night she unknowingly caught her eyes. Lilith evelynn Montclair-an heiress wrapped in silk and secrets, a woman everyone adored. She was elegance, perfection, the kind of goddess people bowed their heads to. Soft-spoken, angelic, untouchable. The world saw a woman who could never hurt even an insect. But at the masquerade party, where everyone sparkled in masks and diamonds, Lilith's gaze wandered-and lingered. It wasn't the gowns, the jewels, or the laughter that held her attention. It was a single waitress in a plain mask, moving through the crowd with tired hands and quiet strength. Lilith didn't know her name. She didn't even see her face. But there was something in her presence, something in the way her eyes carried exhaustion yet refused to break, that stirred a strange curiosity within the flawless heiress. For Aira, it was just another night of work. For Lilith... it was the beginning of questions she couldn't ignore.

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