The Ghost of Blackwood Manor (V-06)
The moors of Yorkshire were a sea of undulating grey, a desolate landscape where the wind howled like a wounded animal, and Blackwood Manor stood as a lonely island of despair. Isadora had grown up believing she was the blood-heir to the estate, the golden child of the valley, the rightful mistress of the sprawling, ivy-choked halls. But the discovery of the hidden diary in the attic, bound in...
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