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On Edge by Mallory Fox | December 5, 2025

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Iโ€™m engaged to the man who ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™™ my sister.

Troy Severin thinks heโ€™s gotten away with it. Why else would a billionaire live in the cursed estate where my sister, Nell, died? Leave razors like calling cards? Heโ€™s taunting me, hunting me, drawing me into Grayfleet Hallโ€™s shadows, where edges have teeth and every mirror lies.

He watches me sleep, plays with my fears, and knows exactly how to make me fall. Heโ€™s untouchableโ€”a predator in designer suits with poison-green eyes and a brooding look that cuts deeper than any blade.

But as I dig into his past, the truth slips through my fingers. These blood-soaked walls hold more than his secrets. They hold Nellโ€™s.

Troy might be temptation wrapped in danger, who can shatter my resolve with one glance and, steal my breath with just a whisper, but I wonโ€™t go quietly to the altar.

He thinks Iโ€™m here to marry him.

Iโ€™m here to bury him alive.

๐๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ž: ๐˜–๐˜ฏ ๐˜Œ๐˜ฅ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜š๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜›๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜บโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด-๐˜ต๐˜ฐ-๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด, ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ.

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