Whispers from the Grave

Previously

…The spectral entity’s power was immense, a tidal wave of spectral energy threatening to engulf her. But within that wave, Thea felt another current, a nascent power of her own, a flicker of the veiled blood responding to the ancient call. The journals were not just a record of her family’s past; they were a map, a guide through the treacherous landscape of her inheritance. She had found the forbidden knowledge, and now, she had to decide what to do with it. The choice was hers, a terrifying precipice between salvation and damnation, and the spectral sorcerer watched her, his ancient gaze a promise of both ruin and a dark, intoxicating embrace.