I freed her from a life unlived.
I protect her from a world undeserving of her love.
I am the reason her heart beats eternally.
She is mine.
Florence Cabot is trapped. In her marriage to an abusive Lord whose only love in life is to further his status. In the city estate, they had moved to at his behest. In the society functions she was forced to participate in. In the confines of being a woman in the year 1852.
Her unhappy life is turned upside down by an unexpected letter from the town widow requesting her company. The Manor on the hill is imposing and impossibly beautiful, with fresh air and gardens that reach for acres past where her eyes can see. And though this place's charm is undeniable, there is something mysterious about the building and Florence finds herself staying much longer than she ever could have anticipated at the Manor on Orchid Lane.
Wes, his younger adoptive brother Koen, and their best mate Clay are hunters. Intimately aware of the eldritch horrors that lurk in the peripheral of decent society. In a well-loved beat-up Bronco, they travel North-Western Europe, slaying the monsters that civilians are unaware of. Protecting those who cannot protect themselves.
After a ghoul hunt goes bad, the three men crash through the abandoned doors of a mansion while looking for a place to lay low and recover. Unaware of the captured inhabitant, they are disrupting.
