The Antique Shop (Book 1)

The Antique Shop (Book 1)

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A slow-burn paranormal romance wrapped in gothic atmosphere and urban fantasy bones, about guilt, inheritance, the ethics of imprisonment, and two people finding each other at the exact intersection of catastrophe and purpose. --- Qiana never meant to stop in Wicker's Hollow. But a storm, a dead phone, and a stubborn GPS leave her stranded, and something in the rain-soaked town pulls her through the door of Eldritch Curiosities before she has decided to go in. One broken talisman later, five cursed souls are loose in the world. And the only person who can help fix it is the shop's quiet, centuries-old guardian, who has been keeping this secret alone for far too long. Now Qiana and Beau are hunting escaped souls through hotels, theaters, and abandoned townships, sealing what she shattered, town by town. But the deeper they go, the more she suspects her arrival was never a coincidence. That the antique shop chose her. That the talisman was always meant to break. And that the most dangerous thing in Wicker's Hollow is not what she released. It is what has been waiting, patiently, for her to find out what she really is.
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