Gothic romantasy for readers who like their love stories with a body count — and a happy ending anyway.

To erase her family's blood-debt, a mortician's daughter must spend one year as the bride of the entombed god her ancestors betrayed — and every night he remembers a little more about who buried him alive.
marriage of convenience · touch-her-and-die · morally gray immortal · a haunted house that takes sides · a slow burn that pays what it owes
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In the Vale of Hollows, the dead stay down only when licensed hands prepare them — and once a generation, every great family pays.
Wren Mourvale signs in blood and descends sixty steps to marry the god beneath her house. One year as his bride; her sister free forever. Fair terms, save two omissions: the year will be taken from her life — and her husband's touch kills. They demonstrated on a rose.
He rehearsed being her monster for fifty years. Nobody warned him about her.