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Shadowed Silk
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- ISBN8230699477
- EAN9798230699477
- Date de parution14/08/2025
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- ÉditeurIndependently Published
Résumé
A lonely artist with a life of half-finished canvases, Isa is summoned to the decaying gothic estate of Varnholt. She arrives seeking refuge but finds a house that breathes with secrets and a history of unspoken grief. The air is thick with the scent of decay and something else, something alive and electric. Here, in the shadowed halls and moonlit gardens, she feels an unnerving sense that she has finally come home.
That very night, she meets the source of the house's sorrow: Maren, the ghost of a woman bound to Varnholt by a lover's betrayal. What begins as a dark curiosity soon spirals into a forbidden and provocative affair. In the dead of night, in a forgotten mausoleum, Isa is introduced to a world of shocking pleasure and painful ecstasy. Maren's touch is a paradox-soft and cruel, fleeting and eternal-and her lessons in surrender are taught with silk cords, cool chains, and the sting of a leather whip.
Isa, who has spent her life as an observer, is finally forced to feel. But Varnholt is a jealous lover. The house itself feeds on Isa's passion, growing stronger as she grows weaker. Maren's love is a scandalous and dangerous obsession that threatens to consume her entirely, and Isa soon discovers the terrifying truth of her aunt's warning: the dead don't love as we do. She must unravel the mystery of Maren's curse before she becomes just another portrait on the wall, another ghost bound to the quiet of its halls.
At Varnholt, surrender is only the beginning, and the price of desire may be her very soul.
That very night, she meets the source of the house's sorrow: Maren, the ghost of a woman bound to Varnholt by a lover's betrayal. What begins as a dark curiosity soon spirals into a forbidden and provocative affair. In the dead of night, in a forgotten mausoleum, Isa is introduced to a world of shocking pleasure and painful ecstasy. Maren's touch is a paradox-soft and cruel, fleeting and eternal-and her lessons in surrender are taught with silk cords, cool chains, and the sting of a leather whip.
Isa, who has spent her life as an observer, is finally forced to feel. But Varnholt is a jealous lover. The house itself feeds on Isa's passion, growing stronger as she grows weaker. Maren's love is a scandalous and dangerous obsession that threatens to consume her entirely, and Isa soon discovers the terrifying truth of her aunt's warning: the dead don't love as we do. She must unravel the mystery of Maren's curse before she becomes just another portrait on the wall, another ghost bound to the quiet of its halls.
At Varnholt, surrender is only the beginning, and the price of desire may be her very soul.
A lonely artist with a life of half-finished canvases, Isa is summoned to the decaying gothic estate of Varnholt. She arrives seeking refuge but finds a house that breathes with secrets and a history of unspoken grief. The air is thick with the scent of decay and something else, something alive and electric. Here, in the shadowed halls and moonlit gardens, she feels an unnerving sense that she has finally come home.
That very night, she meets the source of the house's sorrow: Maren, the ghost of a woman bound to Varnholt by a lover's betrayal. What begins as a dark curiosity soon spirals into a forbidden and provocative affair. In the dead of night, in a forgotten mausoleum, Isa is introduced to a world of shocking pleasure and painful ecstasy. Maren's touch is a paradox-soft and cruel, fleeting and eternal-and her lessons in surrender are taught with silk cords, cool chains, and the sting of a leather whip.
Isa, who has spent her life as an observer, is finally forced to feel. But Varnholt is a jealous lover. The house itself feeds on Isa's passion, growing stronger as she grows weaker. Maren's love is a scandalous and dangerous obsession that threatens to consume her entirely, and Isa soon discovers the terrifying truth of her aunt's warning: the dead don't love as we do. She must unravel the mystery of Maren's curse before she becomes just another portrait on the wall, another ghost bound to the quiet of its halls.
At Varnholt, surrender is only the beginning, and the price of desire may be her very soul.
That very night, she meets the source of the house's sorrow: Maren, the ghost of a woman bound to Varnholt by a lover's betrayal. What begins as a dark curiosity soon spirals into a forbidden and provocative affair. In the dead of night, in a forgotten mausoleum, Isa is introduced to a world of shocking pleasure and painful ecstasy. Maren's touch is a paradox-soft and cruel, fleeting and eternal-and her lessons in surrender are taught with silk cords, cool chains, and the sting of a leather whip.
Isa, who has spent her life as an observer, is finally forced to feel. But Varnholt is a jealous lover. The house itself feeds on Isa's passion, growing stronger as she grows weaker. Maren's love is a scandalous and dangerous obsession that threatens to consume her entirely, and Isa soon discovers the terrifying truth of her aunt's warning: the dead don't love as we do. She must unravel the mystery of Maren's curse before she becomes just another portrait on the wall, another ghost bound to the quiet of its halls.
At Varnholt, surrender is only the beginning, and the price of desire may be her very soul.