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KTAW Day 3: Wine/Languages

Wine Aren't You Mine?

Kiara Theron x f!OC brief mention of Liam x Riley, Hana x Raelyn and Penelope x Ezekiel

The lunch Lord Breckenridge hosted for Kiara went well, nothing outwardly stood out to her. His manners were excellent, his conversation was engaging and he was the sort of man her parents could hope for in a son-in-law but...

"How did the date go?" Riley's text message blink back at her from her phone. Kiara bit her lip. She was grateful for Riley's attempt at matchmaking but every date missed the mark somehow. And the reason for that filtered through a row of grapes in her vineyard.

"Jag släppte dig men jag kommer att älska dig för alltid." [I let you go, but I will love you forever.] Kiara turned the corner and saw the most beautiful woman she ever saw singing in her own native language. When Allie looked up, she abruptly stopped and seemed to light up from the inside from the sight of Kiara.

"Your Grace! A good evening to you! You look ever so beautiful as usual." Allie says blushing at her own attempt at flirting.

Kiara smiles back, Allie had came to work at Castelsarrelian vineyards at Monsieur Bêron request. Hailing from Sweden, Allie had studied from the best in Italy before being snatched up, trained and became the head viticulturist after Monsieur Bêron retired. Kiara's mother worked with Monsieur in hauling all the finest French soil to start up their vineyards, Allie was the one who made sure it kept thriving.

"Hallå Ms. Larsson. How are you?" Kiara asks, delighting in the obvious attraction her viticulturist has for her. Allie may have thought she was being sly with her crush on her boss but Kiara had studied people and social cues at a very young age and she noticed how shy Allie became around her, how she blushed and stumbled over her words when Kiara looked at her. Kiara knew nothing could come from this relationship, it was inappropriate but she still found herself itching to touch the Swedish born woman's jaw, to lift her chin, to--Kiara mentally shook her head to clear it.

"I'm well! I was testing the pH levels of quadrant C's soil. After that intense storm we've had, some of the other quadrants soil was swept in quadrant C." Allie says clearly in her element.

"You work hard for me, Ms. Larsson, I'm ever grateful for you, tack. [Thank you]" Kiara says watching Allie's eyes lower coyly.

"Of course, anything you need of me, is yours, your grace." Allie says sending warmth to shoot through Kiara. She needed to get away before she lost her composure. She clears her throat and step back.

"I appreciate it, Ms. Larsson, I will allow you to get back to your work--"

"Wait, please your grace," Allie interrupts, a light touch on Kiara's wrist and big pleading hazel eyes, Kiara suddenly realized she'd throw everything away for this woman and that terrified her.

"The special Malbec that Monsieur cultivated should have aged properly, I was thinking we could taste it and make sure, and perhaps serve it for your parents' anniversary party next week."

"The wine from the last crop Monsieur Bêron oversaw before his retirement? Has it really been that long? That would be a nice touch for mother and father." Kiara says thoughtfully. Allie beam.

"I'll crack a bottle open with some refreshments. Meet me in the wine cellar in five!" Allie says before taking off excitedly.

Kiara looks over the tray of prosciutto, Asiago Tarragon and the bottle of Malbec, all proper appetizers that would pair well with a Malbec. Allie pops the cork and pours the both of them a glass. One taste and Kiara knew it was going to be a hit at her parents' anniversary party. It was a fruit bomb, round, smooth, fleshy...Kiara's eyes swept over Allie's lips.

"So? Your opinion?" Kiara inquires. Allie shrugs, swirls the Malbec in her glass.

"It's good. Definitely a crowd pleaser."

"But not your favorite?" Kiara asks. Allie grins.

"Give me a Shiraz any day of the week. Rich, full-bodied, velvety..." Allie says her eyes fluttering up to meet Kiara's. Kiara takes a sharp breath but let's it out when Allie changes the topic.

Even though Kiara has always tried to keep boundaries between her and the viticulturist, it was just so easy to talk to Allie. Soon she was talking about Riley's matchmaking attempts.

"I-I don't know. Perhaps I'm just too busy to maintain a relationship." Kiara trails off.

"Or perhaps, you're afraid."

"Excusez-moi?" Kiara says an eyebrow raised. Allie smiles kindly.

"You're afraid of opening yourself up to someone, of being vulnerable." Allie looks down and bites her lip. "Perhaps you're afraid of what other people will say or perhaps," Allie breathes out a shaky breath, "perhaps you're concerned that the one you want isn't able to provide for you and Castelsarrelian?" Kiara shakes her head in the negative.

"No, you ARE enough Allie, I-" Kiara trails off as she realized she finally voiced what was between her and Allie. She close her eyes as she mentally face palm but her eyes shot open when she felt Allie take her hands.

"It's rare when you find that one that lights up your soul, you know. If you let it slip away, it can be your biggest mistake." Allie says, Kiara looks away biting her lip. " But I'll never push you, I have too much respect for you." When Allie let go of Kiara's hands, she felt bereft. Kiara looked up to see Allie gathering the plates and their leftovers.

"I'll return these to the kitchens and head on home. Goodnight, your grace, må dina drömmar vara trevliga." [May your dreams be pleasant] Allie says smiling wistfully at Kiara before slipping out of the cellar.

Alone, Kiara contemplates the conversation she just had with Allie. So...they both have feelings for each other...a duchess and her viticulturist...it's not proper, the power imbalance alone, and yet...despite many people's disapproval...Kiara felt an ache that demanded her to go after Allie. She stood up sharply. Perhaps Allie could report to Joelle instead of Kiara. If Penelope could marry a vet, Hana could marry a previously undiscovered artist, and King Liam could marry a waitress, then Kiara could court a viticulturist. And with that firm decision, Kiara went after her.

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#choices #pixelberry #playchoices #kiara theron #Kiara #kiaratheronappreciationweek #trr #the royal romance #KTAW #KTAW day 3 #ktaw 2024 #KTAW day 3 wine/language #I was going to stick solely to wine #But the OC Allie Larsson took over #And it became language and wine #Forgive me for any wine or Swedish mistranslations

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angelasscribbles · 1 year

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In Your Room Chapter 8: Past, Present, Future

Series: In Your Room

Fandom: TRR

Pairings: Leo x Drake

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: Language, under aged drinking

Song Inspiration for the series: In Your Room by The Bangles

Word Count: 1,720

My other stuff: Master List.

Hana watched in awe as Drake and Leo gulped down their water in an attempt to see who could drink it the fastest. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen two people more competitive. Have they always been like this?”

“These two have been competitive since the day they met!” Liam told her, “I think it started the day Drake knocked him off his polo pony.”

“Off his high horse, literally!” Drake laughed as he slammed his glass down on the table, “I win!”

“You waited until I was distracted!” Leo protested, ignoring that he had just lost the water-drinking contest, “Otherwise, you never would have unseated me!”

Drake scoffed loudly, “I’m a better horseman than you, Leo!”

“See?” Olivia arched her eyebrows at Hana, “It never ends.”

“Yeah,” Max agreed, “They got so competitive with the fencing that they weren’t allowed to spar with each other anymore.”

“Damn!” Riley shook her head in amusement, “That bad huh?”

“Football, Rugby, shooting pool, darts, hell, who could eat the most,” Savannah verified, “They competed over literally everything!”

Riley smothered a giggle, “Yes, I’m aware. I’ve seen it firsthand!”

Leo and Drake both had the good grace to look abashed.

“Sorry about that, Brooks,” Drake muttered.

“Yeah, we were wrong for that.” Leo agreed.

“It’s okay,” she waved them off dismissively then wrapped her arms around Liam, “It worked out far better this way!”

Liam beamed down at her, “It certainly did!”

“I think all that competition and snarky bullshit was always just repressed attraction,” Olivia nodded sagely as she took a bite of her salad.

Drake dove for the ball, skidding through the mud and colliding with Leo. He hit him full force, dropping both their bodies to the ground. For a moment time froze as he looked down into those ocean-blue depths, his heart pounding in his chest as the rain pelted down on them.

“Get off me, Walker!”

Drake scrambled up from the ground, face red, mumbling an apology.

“Game is over, I need a shower!” Leo stalked off the field, hoping no one noticed the raging erection in his pants.

“Did they ever get along?” Hana asked, curious how their feelings for each other developed if it was all about competition.

“Oh, sure,” Liam answered, “Usually because I begged them to be nice, for my sake.”

“Well, that,” Max agreed, “but also, they were both so full of disdain for all things courtly, despite being forced to attend.”

Leo smiled as he thought back, “Oh God, remember how we used to ditch out of all those formal events every chance we got?”

“Yeah, he was supposed to be my best friend, but there he’d go, sneaking off with my brother and leaving me to fend for myself with the adults!” Liam complained.

“Really?” Drake’s mouth fell open in disbelief, “We tried to get you to ditch with us all the time, but your goody-two-shoes ass wouldn’t even consider it!”

“I didn’t want to get in trouble, Drake!”

“He’s got a point, little bro,” Leo chimed in, “You were invited, you said no, you can’t blame us for that!”

They sat on the roof looking out over the sparkling lights of the city and the deep inky blackness that was the Mediterranean at night.

“It’s really pretty up here at night,” Drake observed.

“Yeah,” Leo agreed as he produced a bottle of Breckenridge Bourbon Whiskey he’d stolen before they’d snuck out of the gala. He opened it and took a long drink as he gazed out over Stormholt City. When he was done, he held it out to the younger boy, “Want some?”

“Sure,” Drake reached for it, unwilling to admit he’d never tried it. He brought the bottle to his lips and tipped it back, and took a long draw. He squeezed his eyes shut as the liquid slid down his throat, the burning sensation making him cough.

Leo took the bottle back, slapping Drake on the back as he chortled, “Lightweight!”

Drake tried to protest as he drew an arm across his mouth, but he couldn’t make his vocal cords work so he settled for extending his middle finger.

“Seriously man, you okay?” Leo asked, concern seeping into his voice.

“I’m fine,” Drake managed, embarrassment spilling through him.

“First time?” Leo quirked an eyebrow at him.

Drake nodded, looking away.

“First time for everything, no shame in that,” Leo told him as he hopped up onto the ledge and dangled his legs over the side of the roof. He took another long drink as he tilted his head back to look up at the stars.

Drake joined him on the ledge and reached for the bottle.

“You sure about that?” Leo asked, “Because you can’t get drunk and fall off the roof. Liam would never let me hear the end of it.”

“Just shut up and give it here!”

Leo shrugged as he handed it over, “Okay, it’s your funeral.”

Two hours later they lay on their backs on the roof staring up at the night sky. Drake was definitely drunk. They had exhausted all avenues of conversation from sports and girls to horses and cars.

“We should probably get back to our rooms,” Leo said as he stood.

“Okay,” Drake tried and failed to regain his feet as a wave of dizziness washed over him. He lowered himself back to the ground, “Maybe we could just sleep up here?”

“Yeah….no,” Leo extended his hand to help him to his feet, “They’ll have the entire king’s guard looking for us, come on!”

He helped him back to his room, made him swallow some Tylenol then tucked him into bed. As he turned to leave Drake called his name.

Leo turned around, “Yeah?”

“You’re not so bad. I actually kind of like you, you know.”

“What?” An elated surprise thrilled through him. Drake didn’t mean he liked him, liked him, did he? “What do you mean you like me?”

The only response he got was the sound of Drake snoring.

Leo was sure he didn’t mean it like that anyway. “I like you too,” he said softly before slipping out the door.

“Well, I suppose you have a point,” Liam relented, “At any rate, I’ve forgiven you.”

“Forgiven us for what?” Drake demanded.

“Yeah, little bro, don’t blame us for your lameness!”

“Right. I’m the lame one,” Liam rolled his eyes, “I’m not the one that denied my own feelings for years, Leo!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means Drake came out at seventeen and you just kept pretending you didn’t like him!”

“You have a date tonight? Who is she? I’ve probably already fucked her.”

“Not a her,” Drake replied evenly as he smoothed down the front of the deep blue button-up shirt and checked his look in the floor-length mirror.

“Wait…what?” Leo felt frozen to the spot as a multitude of emotions flooded through him. None of which he was ready to cope with.

A searing white hot jealously pierced his heart.

It was one thing when they were both fucking women. It was one thing when he could convince himself that Drake was straight. It was one thing when he could deny that he himself was anything other than straight, Cedric Vescovi notwithstanding.

It was a far different thing to be confronted with the fact that all the turbulent, seething emotions that Drake inspired within him were within the realm of possibility, yet completely out of his reach because he could not bring himself to admit to any of them.

Instead, he had opted for snarky remarks and sneering condescension most of the time. He had been afraid that any small crack in his armor, any bit of kindness or real emotion shown would rip him open wide and let all the feelings that scared him most flood out for the world to see.

Then Drake was leaving for college and any opportunity he might have had to confess his feelings and find out if they were returned was slipping right through his fingers.

“I’m just wondering why you have to go so far away!” Leo glared at his younger brother’s best friend.

“Why do you care?” Drake shot him a confused look.

“I don’t!” Leo protested, “But my brother is going to miss you. You could just stay here and attend university with him. Then you’d see each other a lot more often. You could be roommates even, if you wanted!”

Something in Leo’s tone brought Drake up short. He stopped and gave the other man a long searching look. He opened his mouth to speak, and Leo’s heart jumped into his throat.

“There you are!” Liam called out as he rounded the corner with Max and Olivia in tow, “Are you ready? We can’t be late, you’re the one in charge of the bonfire!”

They were going to a private beach party as a bit of a bon voyage for those of them that were off to university in the fall.

“I’m ready,” Drake responded, turning away from Leo, and just like that, the moment was gone.

Leo pushed his plate away. His brother wasn’t wrong. He had wasted years pretending to be straight. “Yeah, well, you have the same father I do, so you should understand why.”

The teasing smile disappeared from Liam’s face. He did know. “My apologies, I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just taking the piss out of you.”

“I know,” Leo gave him a half-hearted smile, “It’s fine. Just having a bad day. What’s for dessert?”

Liam leaned over and lowered his voice sympathetically, “I’m sorry our father is such a cretin. It’s too bad you were born before me.”

Leo froze. “What did you just say?”

“What?” Liam looked confused then he glanced at Riley who was leaning away chatting with Savannah before responding, “Oh, nothing. Just that it’s a cruel irony that either our sexuality or our birth order wasn’t reversed.”

Liam had already bought an engagement ring. He was just waiting for the right moment to pop the question. He was so distracted by the sight of his girlfriend that he missed the expression on his brother’s face.

Leo sat staring at his brother, dumbfounded as his future exploded and then reassembled itself in his head.

He knew what he had to do.

#trr au #the royal romance #drake walker #leo rys #angelasscribbles #Drake x Leo #Dreo #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week

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tomorrowillbeyou · 2 months

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funniest person in the world to boop rn would be riley breckenridge

#i just find it really beautiful that he has a tumblr

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chorusfm · 3 months

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Thrice Wrap Up Tour

Thrice have wrapped up their current tour and are now going to “go into hibernation for a bit and make some new music.” View this post on Instagram A post shared by Riley Breckenridge (@rileybreck) --- Please consider becoming a member so we can keep bringing you stories like this one. ◎ https://chorus.fm/news/thrice-wrap-up-tour/

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gazettereview · 1 year

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Dog Survived 5 Weeks in the Mountains Before Being Found by Hiker -Read more at https://gazettereview.com/dog-survived-5-weeks-in-the-mountains-before-being-found-by-hiker/ - https://gazettereview.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/06/riley-the-dog-found.jpg #US

Dog Survived 5 Weeks in the Mountains Before Being Found by Hiker

Zach Hackett, who recently moved to the Breckenridge area, was 3,600 meters up in the Colorado mountains when he heard the faintest of noises. In a later interview, he said it wasn’t a bark nor a cry—but something in-between that sounded like a ‘yip’. After looking around, he spotted the source of the sound—a small […]

https://gazettereview.com/dog-survived-5-weeks-in-the-mountains-before-being-found-by-hiker/

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trendydigests · 1 year

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A Dog's Miracle: How Riley Survived Five Weeks in the Rockies

Riley, a 9-year-old sheltie, had a rough start to the year. His owner, Mike Krugman, lost his wife to heart failure in January. Riley was her dog, and he always slept on her pillow. He was also the smallest of six dogs in the Krugman homestead in Breckenridge, Colorado, but he acted like the “Alpha dog” and “boss of the house”. On April 8, Riley ran away from his home. Krugman let him out at the…

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tyang-xo · 1 year

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MAKNAE Cast

Below the cut you will find in depth descriptions about the MAKNAE OCs and their real life OCs!

Hana Rhee played by Miyeon Jung played by Go Minsi

Onscreen Hana Rhee is the youngest of the Rhee family. Her older brother, Glenn, is her only company when she and her sister are left stranded in America during the outbreak. Hana is the youngest at the camp, but it makes matters even worse that she isn’t fluent in English. MAKNAE follows her story from landing in America until she meets her forever life. The road is long and hard, but Hana is a survivor through and through.

Offscreen Miyeon Jung is a free spirited but hardworking up and coming actress. She was born in Minnesota, US and raised in Incheon, South Korea. Her favorite thing to do is acting and she takes pride in her work. She started out in small roles and plays around local theaters and commercials before getting a big break in The Walking Dead season 1. She plays Hana Rhee and enjoys the challenges that come up while playing on a dark show. She hopes to further her career and work in both America and South Korea. Her dream is to star in a lead role.

Taeyang Choi played by Hyunsu Lee played by Yoo Taeyang

Onscreen Taeyang is the sole survivor of his family. He was brought in by Tyreese and Sasha Williams near the beginning of the outbreak. He is momentarily considered to join the prison group until Rick Grimes kicks the group out. He then ends up in Woodbury with his group.

Offscreen Hyunsu was born in Busan, South Korea. He moved to Sacramento, California when pursuing his dream career in television and media. He joined a film school when he was fifteen before being recruited by Angela Kang to join The Walking Dead season 3.

Daniel Rhee played by Riley Song played by Choi Yeonjun

Onscreen Daniel is the heart and soul of the group when he arrives.When the world initially falls, he and his brother are separated. He ends up being found by the Claimers group along with Jae. When Hana is in danger by the Claimers hands, Daniel is the one to put on an act to save her from a worse fate. Once he is a part of the group, he is the mood maker and rock that keeps them together when times are rough.

Offscreen Riley is a runner up on the X-Factor. He didn’t win, but he got lots of fame from the promotions. Greg Nicotero recruited him to The Walking Dead season 4 when one of Greg’s friends directed Riley’s music video. He is most like his onscreen character as he is always mentioned in interviews as being the spark the cast and crew need on tough filming days.

Ben Rhee played by Donghyun Kang played by Choi Beomgyu

Onscreen Ben is the second youngest next to Hana. His older brother, Daniel, is his inspiration. When he is separated from Daniel, Ben is found by Abraham Ford and his group. He joins them on the road to D.C. in hopes of doing something better with his life than lying back and hoping others will protect him.

Offscreen Donghyun is the nephew of executive producer, Angela Kang. Initially, he was only meant to be in two episodes from season 4, but the writers ended up loving Ben’s character and the chemistry between him and the rest of the cast, namely Steven Yeun and Alexandra Breckenridge.

Jae Park played by Minhyuck Gang played by Kim Youngkyun

Onscreen Jae shows a cold exterior. When his best friend, Ben, is lost and he and Daniel are found by the Claimers, he shuts down and won’t let anyone aside from Daniel in. When Hana is saved by Daniel, Jae is initially annoyed and tempered. His thoughts are on his own survival before anything else. He later becomes close to Daryl Dixon, forming a father-son relationship.

Offscreen Minhyuck starred in a drama opposite of Miyeon. When the drama was released, the crew of The Walking Dead adored he and Miyeon’s chemistry and wrote in a character specifically for him in season 4.

#twd fanfiction #twd ocs #oc #ocs #tyangxo ocs #maknae wattpad

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gf-ra · 2 years

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Horror Novels: Haunted Houses

If these walls could talk........Would you listen?

For fans of fright, here are six novels featuring haunted houses. The locations in these books hold many secrets and many dangers. Do you dare to dive in?

The Invited by Jennifer McMahon

"In a quest for a simpler life, Helen and Nate have abandoned the comforts of suburbia to take up residence on forty-four acres of rural land where they will begin the ultimate, aspirational do-it-yourself project: building the house of their dreams. When they discover that this beautiful property has a dark and violent past, Helen, a former history teacher, becomes consumed by the local legend of Hattie Breckenridge, a woman who lived and died there a century ago.

With her passion for artifacts, Helen finds special materials to incorporate into the house—a beam from an old schoolroom, bricks from a mill, a mantel from a farmhouse—objects that draw her deeper into the story of Hattie and her descendants, three generations of Breckenridge women, each of whom died suspiciously. As the building project progresses, the house will become a place of menace and unfinished business: a new home, now haunted, that beckons its owners and their neighbors toward unimaginable danger."

Home Before Dark by Riley Sager

"What was it like? Living in that house. Maggie Holt is used to such questions. Twenty-five years ago, she and her parents, Ewan and Jess, moved into Baneberry Hall, a rambling Victorian estate in the Vermont woods. They spent three weeks there before fleeing in the dead of night, an ordeal Ewan later recounted in a nonfiction book called House of Horrors. His tale of ghostly happenings and encounters with malevolent spirits became a worldwide phenomenon, rivaling The Amityville Horror in popularity—and skepticism. Today, Maggie is a restorer of old homes and too young to remember any of the events mentioned in her father’s book. But she also doesn’t believe a word of it. Ghosts, after all, don’t exist. When Maggie inherits Baneberry Hall after her father’s death, she returns to renovate the place to prepare it for sale. But her homecoming is anything but warm. People from the past, chronicled in House of Horrors, lurk in the shadows. And locals aren’t thrilled that their small town has been made infamous thanks to Maggie’s father. Even more unnerving is Baneberry Hall itself—a place filled with relics from another era that hint at a history of dark deeds. As Maggie experiences strange occurrences straight out of her father’s book, she starts to believe that what he wrote was more fact than fiction."

The Broken Girls by Simone St. James

"Vermont, 1950. There's a place for the girls whom no one wants--the troublemakers, the illegitimate, the too smart for their own good. It's called Idlewild Hall. And in the small town where it's located, there are rumors that the boarding school is haunted. Four roommates bond over their whispered fears, their budding friendship blossoming--until one of them mysteriously disappears. . . . Vermont, 2014. As much as she's tried, journalist Fiona Sheridan cannot stop revisiting the events surrounding her older sister's death. Twenty years ago, her body was found lying in the overgrown fields near the ruins of Idlewild Hall. And though her sister's boyfriend was tried and convicted of murder, Fiona can't shake the suspicion that something was never right about the case. When Fiona discovers that Idlewild Hall is being restored by an anonymous benefactor, she decides to write a story about it. But a shocking discovery during the renovations will link the loss of her sister to secrets that were meant to stay hidden in the past--and a voice that won't be silenced. . . . "

A Sudden Light by Garth Stein

"In the summer of 1990, fourteen-year-old Trevor Riddell gets his first glimpse of Riddell House. Built from the spoils of a massive timber fortune, the legendary family mansion is constructed of giant, whole trees, and is set on a huge estate overlooking Puget Sound. Trevor’s bankrupt parents have begun a trial separation, and his father, Jones Riddell, has brought Trevor to Riddell House with a goal: to join forces with his sister, Serena, dispatch Grandpa Samuel—who is flickering in and out of dementia—to a graduated living facility, sell off the house and property for development into “tract housing for millionaires,” divide up the profits, and live happily ever after. But Trevor soon discovers there’s someone else living in Riddell House: a ghost with an agenda of his own. For while the land holds tremendous value, it is also burdened by the final wishes of the family patriarch, Elijah, who mandated it be allowed to return to untamed forestland as a penance for the millions of trees harvested over the decades by the Riddell Timber company. The ghost will not rest until Elijah’s wish is fulfilled, and Trevor’s willingness to face the past holds the key to his family’s future."

The Family Plot by Cherie Priest

"Music City Salvage is a family operation, owned and operated by Chuck Dutton: master stripper of doomed historic properties, and expert seller of all things old and crusty. But business is lean and times are tight, so he’s thrilled when the aged and esteemed Augusta Withrow appears in his office, bearing an offer he really ought to refuse. She has a massive family estate to unload - lock, stock, and barrel. For a check and a handshake, it’s all his. It’s a big check. It’s a firm handshake. And it’s enough of a gold mine that he assigns his daughter Dahlia to personally oversee the project. Dahlia preps a couple of trucks, takes a small crew, and they caravan down to Chattanooga, Tennessee, where the ancient Withrow house is waiting - and so is a barn, a carriage house, and a small, overgrown cemetery that Augusta Withrow left out of the paperwork. Augusta Withrow left out a lot of things. The property is in unusually great shape for a condemned building. It’s empty, but it isn't abandoned. Something in the Withrow mansion is angry and lost. This is its last chance to raise hell before the house is gone forever, and there's still plenty of room in the strange little family plot."

The Little Stranger by Sarah Waters

"One postwar summer in his home of rural Warwickshire, Dr. Faraday, the son of a maid who has built a life of quiet respectability as a country physician, is called to a patient at lonely Hundreds Hall. Home to the Ayres family for over two centuries, the Georgian house, once impressive and handsome, is now in decline, its masonry crumbling, its gardens choked with weeds, the clock in its stable yard permanently fixed at twenty to nine. Its owners—mother, son, and daughter—are struggling to keep pace with a changing society, as well as with conflicts of their own. But are the Ayreses haunted by something more sinister than a dying way of life? Little does Dr. Faraday know how closely, and how terrifyingly, their story is about to become intimately entwined with his."

Note: Descriptions sourced from goodreads.com

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