Anything can happen here, it’s the Blackwood Manor. Sanford was famous for its rampant kidnappings. On the 8th of September 1920, a girl from the Blackwood Manor disappeared and was never seen again. Her family died mysteriously too. The house was seized and the case was closed. Fifty years later, the house is rekindled with life when the Burtons moved in, but their stay is not as pleasant as they thought it would be. They are troubled when they discover the horrendous past of the house and realise that there’s something far more sinister and arcane lurking there.

Dark secrets surround the infamous Blackwood Manor after the mysterious disappearance of its original owners. And since that fateful night, few families have dared to live there. Now a new family has moved to town and into the Manor. Will they uncover the dark secrets in enough time to save their lives? Or will the secrets find them first?

In a realm where darkness and malevolence lurk in the shadows, a tale unfolds that transcends time and space—a timeless saga of compassion, redemption, and the enduring power of the human spirit. In the quaint town of Ravensbrook, a malevolent force awakens within the walls of an ancient mansion, threatening to engulf the town in darkness. Amidst the eerie silence that settles over Ravensbrook, four enigmatic figures appear, known only as the Harbingers of Light. Each harbinger possesses unique abilities—a wielder of wisdom, a bearer of courage, a guardian of unity, and a bearer of compassion. Drawn together by a shared purpose, the Harbingers' journey begins as they venture into the foreboding Blackwood Manor, seeking to unravel the sinister mysteries hidden within its walls. As the haunting presence within the mansion intensifies, the Harbingers find themselves confronted by an ethereal entity—the Eternal Watcher. Beneath the enigmatic gaze of this being, they discover a deeper truth—that their quest is not merely about defeating malevolence, but about embracing the power of compassion and unity to vanquish darkness from within. As the Harbingers navigate the treacherous twists of fate and confront their own inner demons, they forge an unbreakable bond with the town of Ravensbrook. The once fearful and skeptical townsfolk soon find solace and hope in the presence of these enigmatic figures. And so, Ravensbrook becomes a sanctuary—a place where compassion and unity thrive, shining a beacon of hope in a world grappling with darkness. But the malevolence they face is not easily subdued. As the Harbingers' journey unfolds, they encounter sinister rituals, vengeful spirits, and the ghostly remnants of a tragic past. As they delve deeper into the ethereal realm and face the Eternal Watcher, they come to understand that their actions have far-reaching consequences—consequences that extend beyond the physical realm. Through trials that test their resolve, the Harbingers learn the true nature of their legacy. It is not a quest that can be measured in victories or losses, but in the hearts they touch and the spirits they inspire. As their journey progresses, more than just the fate of Ravensbrook hangs in the balance—it is the balance between light and darkness, compassion and malevolence, that will determine the future of both realms. In a world where darkness and despair threaten to consume all, the Harbingers of Light rise to confront the malevolence that seeks to shroud the realm in eternal gloom. With compassion in their hearts, unity in their purpose, wisdom guiding their actions, and courage in their every step, they stand as beacons of hope in a world gripped by fear. Join the Harbingers of Light on their timeless quest as they navigate the ethereal realm, challenge malevolence's malevolent forces, and uncover the secrets of Blackwood Manor. Their journey will remind us all of the enduring power of compassion and unity, and how these virtues can vanquish even the most formidable darkness. Step into the world of the Harbingers and discover the tale that transcends time and space—a story of redemption, resilience, and the eternal watch of the compassionate and unified spirits.

In her new novel, perennial bestseller Anne Rice fuses her two uniquely seductive strains of narrative -- her Vampire legend and her lore of the Mayfair witches -- to give us a world of classic deep-south luxury and ancestral secrets. Welcome to Blackwood Farm: soaring white columns, spacious drawing rooms, bright, sun-drenched gardens, and a dark strip of the dense Sugar Devil Swamp. This is the world of Quinn Blackwood, a brilliant young man haunted since birth by a mysterious doppelgänger, “Goblin,” a spirit from a dream world that Quinn can’t escape and that prevents him from belonging anywhere. When Quinn is made a Vampire, losing all that is rightfully his and gaining an unwanted immortality, his doppelgänger becomes even more vampiric and terrifying than Quinn himself. As the novel moves backwards and forwards in time, from Quinn’s boyhood on Blackwood Farm to present day New Orleans, from ancient Athens to 19th-century Naples, Quinn seeks out the legendary Vampire Lestat in the hope of freeing himself from the spectre that draws him inexorably back to Sugar Devil Swamp and the explosive secrets it holds. A story of youth and promise, of loss and the search for love, of secrets and destiny, Blackwood Farm is Anne Rice at her mesmerizing best.

In the town of Blackwood, Emily, a young and talented occultist, confronts the darkness that has haunted the town for generations. Armed with her knowledge and bravery, Emily faces off against malevolent forces in the Blackwood Mansion.

We Have Always Lived in the Castle is a deliciously unsettling novel about a perverse, isolated, and possibly murderous family and the struggle that ensues when a cousin arrives at their estate.

The clock struck midnight as Inspector Davis arrived at the old, abandoned manor on the outskirts of town. He had been called to the scene of a horrific crime - a young woman had been found brutally murdered in one of the rooms. As he entered the dimly lit hallway, a chill ran down his spine. He could sense that something sinister was lurking in the shadows. The floorboards creaked beneath his feet, each step echoing through the empty corridors. The air was thick with the musty scent of decay, mixed with a metallic odor that he knew all too well—the smell of fresh blood. Inspector Davis had seen his share of gruesome crime scenes, but something about this place felt different, almost alive with malevolence. As he made his way to the crime scene, he could hear the murmur of voices coming from one of the adjacent rooms. He cautiously approached the door and listened in. "I can't believe we did it," a voice whispered, tinged with panic. "We had no choice. She was going to ruin everything," another voice replied, cold and resolute. Inspector Davis burst through the door, startling the two figures inside. They were a man and a woman, both looking pale and shaken. The woman's hands were trembling, and the man's shirt was splattered with what appeared to be blood. "What were you two talking about?" he demanded, his voice echoing in the empty room. The man stammered, "We were just discussing... the weather. It's been quite cold lately." His eyes darted around, refusing to meet the inspector's gaze. The inspector narrowed his eyes, knowing they were lying. "You two are suspects in the murder of the young woman upstairs. I suggest you start talking now." The woman broke down in tears, her sobs punctuated by gasps for air. "It's not what you think," she choked out. "She... she wasn't human. Not anymore." Inspector Davis raised an eyebrow. "Explain yourself." The man placed a comforting hand on the woman's shoulder. "My name is Thomas Blackwood, and this is my sister, Emily. We're the last living descendants of the Blackwood family. The woman upstairs... she was blackmailing us, threatening to expose our secrets if we didn't pay up." Emily wiped her tears, her voice steadier now. "But it wasn't just about money. She knew things, Inspector. Things that no one outside our family could possibly know. Dark secrets that have been buried for generations." As they spoke, the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. The shadows in the corners appeared to elongate, reaching out like grasping fingers. Inspector Davis felt a prickling sensation at the back of his neck, as if unseen eyes were watching him. "Go on," he urged, trying to keep his voice level. Thomas continued, "We thought we could reason with her, make her understand that some secrets are better left buried. But when we met her here tonight, we realized the truth. She wasn't just blackmailing us; she was feeding off our family's