Eleonora Ver Three months It had been three months since Ivan Pierce and Theodero Moretti vanished without a trace during a trip through Italy. The police had closed the investigation. The embassy had told their friends there was nothing more they could do. Everyone back home had slowly begun to accept that neither young man was ever coming back. Everyone... ...except Hazel Woods, Anya Moore, Eleanora Allen, and McKenzie Davis. The four friends refused to believe they had simply disappeared. For months they searched every town Ivan and Theodero had visited, questioned locals, hung missing-person flyers, and chased every rumor they could find. Nothing. Eventually, they ran out of money. "We need jobs," Hazel admitted one evening as they sat around the tiny apartment they were sharing in Italy. "Temporary ones," McKenzie agreed. "Just enough to keep us here a little longer." "I'll look online," Eleanora volunteered. No one objected. She'd always been optimistic. An hour later, Eleanora burst into the room holding her phone. "I found one!" Anya looked up from the couch. "What kind?" "Administrative assistants! It pays really well, housing's included, and they need four people!" Hazel smiled for the first time all day. "Seriously?" Eleanora nodded enthusiastically. "I already emailed them!" "...Already?" "They answered almost immediately." She proudly held up the confirmation email. Your application has been accepted. Report to the address below at sunset. Confidentiality required. McKenzie frowned. "That was... fast." The following evening, the four friends arrived outside an enormous, centuries-old building hidden behind ancient walls in Volterra. "It looks more like a museum than an office," Anya whispered. "No," Hazel said, studying the towering stone walls. "It looks like a castle." Before anyone could knock... The massive stone doors slowly opened by themselves. Standing inside were several impossibly pale people dressed in black. None of them smiled. None of th
Nestled among the windswept Yorkshire Moors, Ashcroft Manor has stood for centuries—a place where family, tradition, and quiet beauty have endured through generations. Within its ancient stone walls, laughter echoes through grand halls, flowers bloom in every season, and love has always been the heart of the home. To the outside world, the Ashcrofts are one of England's oldest noble families, admired for their generosity and rich history. But beneath the manor's peaceful charm lies a secret that has been carefully guarded for centuries. An ancient alliance. A forgotten promise. A world hidden in the shadows. As mysterious visitors from Italy begin arriving once more, the lives of Lord Edmund and Lady Evangeline Ashcroft, their children Arthur, Eleonora, and Adeline, along with Violet Whitmore and her adopted son, Ivan Pierce, become quietly intertwined with the immortal rulers of the vampire world—the Volturi. While friendships deepen, destinies awaken, and long-forgotten bonds begin to resurface, each member of the Ashcroft family must discover what it truly means to protect the people they love. In a world where light and darkness exist side by side, courage is found not through power, but through compassion, loyalty, and the unwavering belief that even the oldest promises can shape the future. Blending gothic mystery, heartfelt family bonds, slow-burn romance, and the enchanting atmosphere of an English country manor, The House of Ashcroft is a story of found family, enduring hope, and the extraordinary lives forever changed when two ancient worlds finally meet. "Some houses are remembered for their history. Others are remembered for the people who called them home."
McKenzie Davis Three months It had been three months since Ivan Pierce and Theodero Moretti vanished without a trace during a trip through Italy. The police had closed the investigation. The embassy had told their friends there was nothing more they could do. Everyone back home had slowly begun to accept that neither young man was ever coming back. Everyone... ...except Hazel Woods, Anya Moore, Eleanora Allen, and McKenzie Davis. The four friends refused to believe they had simply disappeared. For months they searched every town Ivan and Theodero had visited, questioned locals, hung missing-person flyers, and chased every rumor they could find. Nothing. Eventually, they ran out of money. "We need jobs," Hazel admitted one evening as they sat around the tiny apartment they were sharing in Italy. "Temporary ones," McKenzie agreed. "Just enough to keep us here a little longer." "I'll look online," Eleanora volunteered. No one objected. She'd always been optimistic. An hour later, Eleanora burst into the room holding her phone. "I found one!" Anya looked up from the couch. "What kind?" "Administrative assistants! It pays really well, housing's included, and they need four people!" Hazel smiled for the first time all day. "Seriously?" Eleanora nodded enthusiastically. "I already emailed them!" "...Already?" "They answered almost immediately." She proudly held up the confirmation email. Your application has been accepted. Report to the address below at sunset. Confidentiality required. McKenzie frowned. "That was... fast." The following evening, the four friends arrived outside an enormous, centuries-old building hidden behind ancient walls in Volterra. "It looks more like a museum than an office," Anya whispered. "No," Hazel said, studying the towering stone walls. "It looks like a castle." Before anyone could knock... The massive stone doors slowly opened by themselves. Standing inside were several impossibly pale people dressed in black. None of them smiled. None of th
Anya Moore Ver Three months It had been three months since Ivan Pierce and Theodero Moretti vanished without a trace during a trip through Italy. The police had closed the investigation. The embassy had told their friends there was nothing more they could do. Everyone back home had slowly begun to accept that neither young man was ever coming back. Everyone... ...except Hazel Woods, Anya Moore, Eleanora Allen, and McKenzie Davis. The four friends refused to believe they had simply disappeared. For months they searched every town Ivan and Theodero had visited, questioned locals, hung missing-person flyers, and chased every rumor they could find. Nothing. Eventually, they ran out of money. "We need jobs," Hazel admitted one evening as they sat around the tiny apartment they were sharing in Italy. "Temporary ones," McKenzie agreed. "Just enough to keep us here a little longer." "I'll look online," Eleanora volunteered. No one objected. She'd always been optimistic. An hour later, Eleanora burst into the room holding her phone. "I found one!" Anya looked up from the couch. "What kind?" "Administrative assistants! It pays really well, housing's included, and they need four people!" Hazel smiled for the first time all day. "Seriously?" Eleanora nodded enthusiastically. "I already emailed them!" "...Already?" "They answered almost immediately." She proudly held up the confirmation email. Your application has been accepted. Report to the address below at sunset. Confidentiality required. McKenzie frowned. "That was... fast." The following evening, the four friends arrived outside an enormous, centuries-old building hidden behind ancient walls in Volterra. "It looks more like a museum than an office," Anya whispered. "No," Hazel said, studying the towering stone walls. "It looks like a castle." Before anyone could knock... The massive stone doors slowly opened by themselves. Standing inside were several impossibly pale people dressed in black. None of them smiled. None of th
Hazel Woods Ver Three months It had been three months since Ivan Pierce and Theodero Moretti vanished without a trace during a trip through Italy. The police had closed the investigation. The embassy had told their friends there was nothing more they could do. Everyone back home had slowly begun to accept that neither young man was ever coming back. Everyone... ...except Hazel Woods, Anya Moore, Eleanora Allen, and McKenzie Davis. The four friends refused to believe they had simply disappeared. For months they searched every town Ivan and Theodero had visited, questioned locals, hung missing-person flyers, and chased every rumor they could find. Nothing. Eventually, they ran out of money. "We need jobs," Hazel admitted one evening as they sat around the tiny apartment they were sharing in Italy. "Temporary ones," McKenzie agreed. "Just enough to keep us here a little longer." "I'll look online," Eleanora volunteered. No one objected. She'd always been optimistic. An hour later, Eleanora burst into the room holding her phone. "I found one!" Anya looked up from the couch. "What kind?" "Administrative assistants! It pays really well, housing's included, and they need four people!" Hazel smiled for the first time all day. "Seriously?" Eleanora nodded enthusiastically. "I already emailed them!" "...Already?" "They answered almost immediately." She proudly held up the confirmation email. Your application has been accepted. Report to the address below at sunset. Confidentiality required. McKenzie frowned. "That was... fast." The following evening, the four friends arrived outside an enormous, centuries-old building hidden behind ancient walls in Volterra. "It looks more like a museum than an office," Anya whispered. "No," Hazel said, studying the towering stone walls. "It looks like a castle." Before anyone could knock... The massive stone doors slowly opened by themselves. Standing inside were several impossibly pale people dressed in black. None of them smiled. None of t
