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“Are you saying that’s me?” Will asks quietly. “That I flew too close?”
Hannibal wets his lips, then steps closer, and the quiet precision of it leaves Will breathless. He lifts a hand to Will’s shoulder, then another to his face, cradling him with such care that Will finds himself caught with nowhere to look but into Hannibal’s eyes, and nothing to hear but his voice. For a moment, the whole world narrows to the warmth of his hands and the weight of his gaze.
“I’m saying you climbed higher than most men dare, Will,” he says. “You looked into the minds of monsters. You walked their halls, saw their dreams, their appetites.”
Will closes his eyes, the feeling of hopelessness starting to wash over him again.
“And now you’re falling. And no one knows how to catch you.” There’s a pause, long enough and quiet enough for Will to hear his blood rushing in his ears. He feels desperately hot in Hannibal’s hands, but it feels so good to be held that he daren’t pull away. “Except perhaps me.”
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OR: A string of child murders bring Will and Hannibal on the road together. Between long drives, cheap motels, and unspeakable violence, something raw and undefineable begins to take shape between them.
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12 Feb 2026
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Crawford stilled his hands and pierced Will with another look. “I am going to put my faith in you. Can I trust you, Will?”
Will licked his dry lips. “You will have to be more specific, Headmaster.”
Crawford dropped his head into his hands and exhaled audibly. “I have secured a post for you in Fairbow. You are to be employed at Morthall Manor by a Dr. Hannibal Lecter, one of Sulwell’s most generous benefactors, as private tutor to his twelve-year-old daughter."
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Will Graham was fortunate beyond belief to have received a scholarship to the illustrious Sulwell School, but his time as a student is drawing to a close. Upon his eighteenth birthday, he will graduate, and be cast out into the world with no connections and no prospects. When he receives an offer to work for the mysterious Dr. Lecter as tutor to his daughter, Abigail, Will wonders whether this windfall is too good to be true. He leaves behind everything he has ever known to move to Morthall Manor, where he finds much more than he ever dared to dream.
A Hannigram gothic romance inspired by Jane Eyre.
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10 Feb 2026
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“Not fond of psychology then I gather?” Hannibal asks once Jack has disappeared from his periphary.
“Not fond of therapists,” Will Graham stresses. “Very nosy bunch, and entirely too fond of me.”
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The murder of a young woman calls the BSU to rural Louisiana. Hannibal is a reluctant participant, weary of the uninspired culprit, the heat, and the unrefined backdrop of the town they find themselves in. When he meets the clever game warden Will Graham, he feels the fates pull at the thread of his life. Maybe this trip is worthy of his time after all.
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06 Feb 2026