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How far would you go to claim the only love your soul isn't allowed to touch?
Virginia, 1965. At Eden Hall, no one comes in. And no one goes out. To the Dollangangers, the mansion is a legacy to be preserved. To Eva, it's Nowhere: a forgotten limbo where time stopped and the family's money controls even God.
Evangeline is eighteen and was raised like a porcelain doll: pretty, obedient, untouchable. Until [NAME] arrives from London. Rebellious, magnetic, and carrying the same blood, he's her half-uncle: a secret buried for nineteen years, now clawing its way back and dragging the rot of the Dollanganger name to the surface.
Because in that house, everyone carries some kind of deformity, in body or in character. And the harder Eva tries to be the perfect girl they expect, the more she realizes she may be edging toward a line she should never cross.
Some hungers don't ask for permission. And no one told her the devil could wear the face she wanted most.