Alastar Manor. Alastar, #1

A group of friends comes to restore Alastar Manor. Strip the rot, fix the walls, make it whole again. The house has other plans. It starts small: a shadow that moves wrong, a smell that shouldn't be there, wet in the air like something dying close by. Then the walls start remembering. Bloodstains that were never scrubbed clean bleed back through the floorboards. Screams that died in these rooms decades ago start echoing again, and this time, nobody's imagining it.
The dead don't stay buried in Alastar Manor. They walk. They watch. And they want company. Only one person has ever made it out alive. Now the friends are trapped in a house that's rearranging itself around them, room by room, corpse by corpse, and every door they open shows them exactly how the last victim died. Alastar Manor doesn't want to be saved. It wants to feed. This is paranormal horror soaked in blood, the kind that gets under your skin and stays there after the last page.
Every creak on the stairs could be the house. Or it could be something worse. Open the doors of Alastar Manor..... Enter if you dare