Mansion of Sanctuary
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He left her with a secret. Now he's back and the Mansion will never be the same.
The Mansion isn't just a home it's a refuge for witches, warlocks, and beings too dangerous to walk the mortal streets. But its walls can't keep out secrets... or desire
Nearly a year ago, she gave her heart-and one reckless night-to the brooding fairy, Haze.
He disappeared before dawn.
Now he's returned... and he doesn't know she had his child.
As forbidden magic stirs and old flames reignite, Skyden must protect her daughter, navigate dangerous politics, and decide if she can forgive the man who broke her heart-or if his return will shatter the fragile sanctuary they call home.
Dark secrets. Forbidden love. A baby that could change everything.
In this world, magic isn't the only thing worth fighting for.
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