Okay, now here is the overdue rewrite of the blurb:
Portland, Oregon, has many famously haunted locations, and steadfast-skeptics Howard, Isabel, and Grip want to capitalize on people’s superstitions.
A mansion with a horrific history can sell at prices almost too good to be true.
Life isn’t a horror novel, and a house’s dark past is not its present. A house that was once a brothel, then an insane asylum, and then a cult church is still just a house.
The three lovers don’t realize a flaw in their logic: the present can be even worse than the past, and reality can be more horrific than any ghost story.
I like this a bit better. Any feedback would be a big help.