The Devil of Hollowmere

"Every woman who married a Hollowmere died before her first anniversary."

My family told me marrying him would save us from ruin. They forgot to mention I was signing my own death warrant. To settle an impossible mountain of debt, Isabelle Crane agrees to the unthinkable: a marriage of convenience to Cassian Hollowmere, the cold, ruthless heir feared across Yorkshire. Society calls him a monster. The villagers whisper that bloodline curses haunt his manor. And on her very first night, Cassian offers her one year of protection, absolute freedom, and a single command: Never enter the sealed east wing. Naturally, it is the first door she decides to unlock. Beneath the peeling silk and dust of Hollowmere Estate, portraits of terrified, dead brides line the grand staircase, black roses arrive on her pillow, and poison waits in her wine. But the greatest danger isn’t the shadow lurking in the corridors, it’s the husband who swore he wouldn't touch her unless she begged. Cassian deliberately plays the villain because terror is the only shield strong enough to keep predators away from the truth. But when someone targets his new bride, the cold aristocrat turns lethal, feral, and obsessively protective. He doesn't just want to keep her safe; he is willing to burn his own empire to ash to ensure she survives. As secret ledgers, locked rooms, and buried trusts reveal that the "curse" is worth three million pounds of blood-soaked gold, Isabelle must decide whether to run from the monster, or rule beside him. Because the brides before her were victims. Isabelle intends to be the last.