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Beneath Black Water BOOK 1
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Ongoing, First published Jul 08
Mature
When nineteen-year-old Elara receives a letter from her estranged mother sent days before her death she expects guilt, maybe regret. Instead, she finds a name: Ashenmoor. A place Elara has never heard of, but somehow already fears.

The letter warns her to go there. To find the truths. To remember what was forgotten.

But Ashenmoor isn't just a house. It's a living thing,twisting hallways, doors that vanish, and a presence in the shadows that knows her name. Elara arrives with questions, but the house is full of things that don't want to be found. Especially him. Cold. Unshakable. Haunted green eyes that burn with fury the moment he sees her.

He doesn't just hate her. He remembers her.

And when the nightmares start to bleed into waking, when the house begins to reflect pieces of her she's never known, Elara realizes her mother didn't send her to uncover the truth. She sent her home.

But some homes are graves. And some family trees are poisoned at the root.
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THE THIRTEENTH HEIR

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