House Of Endless Nightmares

Previously

…Eleanor held up her canvas, her painted family a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness. Her heart pounded, but her hands were steady. Clara stood beside her, her gaze fixed on the vortex, her small hand gripping Eleanor’s cloak. They had reached the precipice. The house, dying but still potent, was preparing for its last, desperate stand. The Vances, united by loss and forged in the crucible of fear, stood ready. Their individual demons had been confronted, their personal nightmares laid bare, but now, they faced a common enemy, their love for each other and the memory of Leo their ultimate weapon. The final battle was about to begin.