BLOODLINES

People worship law and God. But one truth remains: there is no law but self and God is a delusion. When the Ainsworth heir returns to claim her inheritance, she enters a house built on lies and blood. Inside, disciples of a shadow doctor stalk the halls, purging in the name of a doctrine older than prayer: one that whispers of an indifferent universe and a belief that kills. In the dark, someone watches, patient and knowing. In this house, hope is a trap and the real inheritance is terror itself.