The Knife with His Blood
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Last published Tue, Aug 5, 2025
A rose garden. A missing boy. A bloodstained knife.
Arden never wanted to return to the estate that ruined her life-until the roses started blooming again. Beautiful, fragrant... and hiding something deadly.
Seven years ago, a boy disappeared. Only a knife was found-dripping with blood, buried among the petals.
Now Arden's back, and the garden is whispering secrets. But someone's watching. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes.
Some secrets should stay buried.
This one bleeds.
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