The Midnight Butterfly

The Midnight Butterfly

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There is beauty in madness, and madness in beauty. When a series of murders leaves bodies arranged like tragic art, one man is pulled back into a world he thought he'd left behind. Ethan Hargrave doesn't just investigate killers-he understands them. But the deeper he dives, the thinner the line becomes between solving the case... and becoming part of it. Love and hate. Obsession and control. Creation and destruction. In the end, which will he choose?
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BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/b8UDGKL The Man She Wrote To He found the letters by accident. What he read changed everything. Ethan Calloway wasn't looking for secrets-just an old photo album tucked away in the attic. Instead, he finds a box of handwritten letters sealed with lipstick and passion... addressed to someone else. Each letter reveals pieces of a man his wife, Lila, once loved deeply. A man who listens. Who sees her. Who stirs something in her she can't express aloud. Ethan doesn't recognize the name. But the words cut deeper than betrayal. As he reads on, obsession replaces outrage. Who is the man she wrote to-and what if the answer isn't what he fears, but something far more painful? A haunting, intimate novel about the quiet unraveling of a marriage, the stories we tell to survive it, and the fragments of ourselves we leave behind in the people we love.

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