Ashcroft Hollow - Santego, Constance
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Ashcroft Hollow has always kept its secrets. When Vivienne Bellamy learns she has inherited her grandmother's crumbling estate in rural Maine, she expects dust, disrepair, and old debts-not a legacy steeped in whispers and shadows. Ashcroft Hollow remembers what others would rather forget: nine rooms, nine ancestral women, and nine objects that pulse with unearthly power. Not all who dwell there are ghosts. Callum Grey, the quiet groundskeeper bound to the Hollow by duty and blood, has secrets of his own. His presence steadies Vivienne, yet the house seems to hold him as tightly as its stone…mehr

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Produktbeschreibung
Ashcroft Hollow has always kept its secrets. When Vivienne Bellamy learns she has inherited her grandmother's crumbling estate in rural Maine, she expects dust, disrepair, and old debts-not a legacy steeped in whispers and shadows. Ashcroft Hollow remembers what others would rather forget: nine rooms, nine ancestral women, and nine objects that pulse with unearthly power. Not all who dwell there are ghosts. Callum Grey, the quiet groundskeeper bound to the Hollow by duty and blood, has secrets of his own. His presence steadies Vivienne, yet the house seems to hold him as tightly as its stone and marrow. In his silence lies a history she cannot ignore, and a loyalty that might cost them both. Behind locked doors lie nine rooms, each consecrated to a woman who came before her. Each room guards an object that hums with unearthly power. And each object demands a price. Now Vivienne must decide: is she the heir to a house, or the last hope of a legacy? For if she fails to bind what the Hollow remembers, it will consume more than her time.
Autorenporträt
Constance Santego writes gothic tales where bloodlines whisper, houses remember, and love refuses to die. Drawn to places where silence is heavier than sound-crumbling manors, hidden crypts, diaries that burn with unfinished words-her novels blur the line between ghost story and romance, mystery and fate.She's lived in an old castle tucked deep in the mist-drenched woods of British Columbia, where candlelight competes with the dark and every stair seems to creak in recognition. When not writing, she collects forgotten artifacts, studies ancestral superstitions, and wanders ruins that others have long abandoned-yet never truly left.