Her Creation
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Jeneane O'Riley
She brought him back from death.
Now he is the one thing she cannot survive losing.
In 1795, in a shadowed city of the Holy Roman Empire, Victoria Frankenstein is invisible: brilliant enough to rival any scientist, yet condemned to silence in a world that forbids women their power.
When her miracle surgeon father falls gravely ill, grief drives her to a heretical act. Beneath candlelight and prayers long abandoned, Victoria stitches life from death and calls a man back into cold flesh and waiting lungs.
What rises from her table is not a monster.
Bound to her by blood, breath, and the terrible intimacy of creation, he belongs to her in ways no living man ever could—and he knows it. He watches her. Learns her. Wants her with a hunger that borders on worship, and a possessiveness that should frighten her.
As desire coils into obsession, Victoria must face the truth she has always feared: being wanted by her creation is a power she cannot control. His devotion is absolute, consuming, and beautiful, and in an empire that burns women for reaching beyond their place, loving him may be the most dangerous act of all.
Because she did not simply give him life. She made herself his reason for living.
And love, once stitched into existence, does not let go.
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