The Gothic Binding
The Blackwood Manor sat atop a jagged cliff in the Yorkshire Moors, a place where the wind sounded like a choir of the damned. Julian had been hired as the librarian, a position that required a tolerance for dust and a complete lack of curiosity. His employer, Lord Malphas, was a man of unsettling proportions—too tall, too pale, and with eyes that seemed to reflect a light that didn't exist in...
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