The year is 1885, and a young woman is on the run, knowing that if she’s caught, she’ll be hanged for murder. Moments from a safe haven, she collides with a gruff stranger, falling and breaking her ankle.

To her surprise, the man – Marcus Greybourne – convinces the local constable that she is his reclusive wife of ten years, Luna. He carries her back to the neglected and crumbling Ravenswood Hall, promising if she agrees to maintain this charade, he will keep her safe until her injuries have healed.

But the house is haunted by shadows and secrets. What’s more, the real Luna Greybourne is missing, without a trace. Scratches and marks made by her around the house suggest witchcraft; and indeed, Luna is known locally as the Ravenswood Witch; her reputation in tatters, like the wallpaper of the padlocked rooms she’d destroyed.

As strange happenings in the house continue, outside, the screech of a raven echoes across oppressive woods that seem alive with dark magic. And the woman who is now pretending to be Luna can’t help but fear she’s escaped the noose for a far more terrible fate…

Review to come…