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Something smells like death...
My husband just built me a beautiful new house. I should be the happiest woman alive.
But from the first moment I step foot in this new house on the edge of the swamp, I feel uneasy.
Like someone's watching me.
Like something's watching me.
As the workers drain the swamp and move the old cemetery, the house seems to come alive.
And my husband seems to be acting more and more... sinister.
This is not the man I married.
What the hell is wrong with him?
I don't mean to find solace in the arms of one of the workers, but Zeke is the kindest man I've ever met.
The more I find out about this land, the more I realize we're all in danger.
If I want to escape, to live, I'll have to sacrifice someone else to the demon that's claimed this place.
The only question is, who will live--and who will die?
Can this house drive me to kill?
We're about to find out.
Murmurs of the Devil is a dark, stalker romance and the last book in the Desired by the Devil series. For mature readers only.
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