Scent Of The Dead

Everyone warned Fabiola about Evan Harlow. The strange boy with the cold eyes. The one who never smiled. The one whose twin brother drowned when they were thirteen and who came back from that lake different. But Fabiola didn't listen. She saw past the rumors, past the walls he built, past the darkness that clung to him like a second skin. She pursued him through high school, loved him through college, and married him despite the whispers that the Harlow estate was cursed. Now, at twenty-nine, Fabiola lives in that sprawling Gothic mansion as the wife of a CEO. She works at a diner by choice, keeps fresh flowers in every room, and fills the silence with warmth and laughter. She thinks she's won. She thinks she saved him. She has no idea that Evan's twin never left. Lucas Harlow has been watching her for years. Waiting in mirrors. Breathing in doorways. Learning the way she moves, the sound of her voice, the scent of vanilla and lavender that clings to her skin. He looks exactly like Evan—same face, same voice, same touch. And when Evan isn't looking, Lucas takes his place. He kisses her in the kitchen while Evan is at work. He makes love to her in the dark while she whispers Evan's name. He wraps himself in her warmth, desperate and starving, because she is everything he lost when he died. Fabiola thinks her husband is simply passionate. Possessive. Obsessed with the way she smells, the way she tastes. She doesn't realize that sometimes the man touching her has no heartbeat. That sometimes the man she's kissing has been dead for sixteen years. But Lucas is growing bolder. And Evan is starting to notice. Bruises Fabiola doesn't remember. Conversations Evan never had. Moments of tenderness that feel just slightly wrong too desperate, too hungry, too cold. When Fabiola finally learns the truth, she's faced with an impossible horror: the ghost who's been making love to her is in love with her. And the blood pact the twins made as children is still binding. If she chooses Lucas even once, even accidentally Evan will die. Caught between two identical men one living, one dead, both madly obsessed with her. Fabiola must untangle a web of desire, obsession, and supernatural jealousy before she loses them both. Or before she can no longer tell them apart.