There - suddenly - was Thornby Manor. I would never forget the first time I saw it... A talisman of darkness, an emblem of death. Warwickshire, 1891. Fleeing a traumatic event from her past, Briar Monroe accepts the protection of Lord Danville and the shadowed sanctuary of Thornby Manor. The great house looms above a mist-shrouded lake, its corridors laden with secrets - not least the mysterious death of Lady Elizabeth Danville, and the unspoken tensions between her formidable widower and his magnetic son, Gabriel. As Briar navigates the undercurrents of a household ruled by watchful servants and locked doors, she is drawn ever deeper into a web of suspicion, desire and fear. Whispers of madness, of truths that won't stay buried, and an asylum that preys upon the town. But it is not just the house that is haunted by its secrets. As the wounds of Briar's past begin to reopen, she must consider whether the greatest threat comes from outside of Thornby's walls or within... Atmospheric, intoxicating and laced with peril, Thornby Manor is a gothic tale of betrayal, obsession and a house that never forgets.