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Page 1 of Wicked Beasts (Lament Princess #1)

T he manor holds many secrets, but none intrigue me more than the locked door at the end of the dim hallway.

As I approach, the whispers in the walls grow louder, and a chorus groans from the floorboards, urging me to turn back.

Still, the mystery draws me in with a tight grip around my throat.

The shadows reach for me, beckoning me into the abyss as they weave and dance over my body, forging an undeniable connection between us I can’t escape.

With trembling hands brushing against the doorknob, I insert the old key I stole from the housekeeper. The door creaks open, greeting me with an eerie stillness. The room is overwhelmingly dark and gloomy, and my heart racing in its cage begs me to retreat.

But I can’t.

I won’t.

Because at the center of it all, a figure awaits me, dripping with desire and promise.