๐ Southern charm. Gothic dread. Otherworldly danger.
โญโญโญโญโญ โIn Hemridge, every porch light flickers a warningโand every shadow has teeth.โ
โญโญโญโญโญ โSome boxes hold keepsakes. This one holds curses, blood, and the names of stolen children.โ
โญโญโญโญโญ โShe was raised to smile and stay quiet. Instead, Willow opens the Box.โ
Some boxes should never be opened.
Some secrets refuse to stay buried.
Willow Braselton grew up in Atlanta high society, trained to smile, stay quiet, and play her part. But sheโs never been good at pretendingโnot when she spoke the truth about what happened her senior year, or when she whispered about shadows at the edges of the world. Her family dismissed her. Her friends turned away. But Willow refused to be silenced.
When a folklorist suggests the blood of old mountain families runs in her veins, Willow bolts for Hemridge, North Carolinaโa town thick with secrets. There she meets Cole, a quiet local with grief in his bones, and together they uncover a coffin-shaped relic whispered about for generations.
The Queenโs Box.
Opening it rips wide the seam to a cursed fae realm born of Hemridgeโs own pastโunleashing a reckoning that will consume the town, unless Willow unravels its secrets before they unravel her.