The Whispering House (Duet #1)
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Last published Sun, May 10, 2026
A small town haunted by the legend of an abandoned house on Raven Hill. Every 10 years, someone disappears near that house.
When Krishiv and Maya discover an old diary hidden in their college library, they realize the disappearance are not supernatural they are connected to a dark secret buried by the town's most powerful families.
But the deeper they investigate, the more dangerous things become.
Someone is watching them.
Someone who doesn't want the truth revealed.
And the Whispering House remembers
everything.
All the events and characters are fictional
Think fictionally
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