After the deaths of her father and her fiancé, the dashing Brion de Vaudraye, Climene is determined to purchase the mysterious old Vaudraye castle. Ignoring the advice of a guardian she’d never met (Captain Moreau), Climene moves into her unnerving new home . . . only to discover that it is rumored to the the gathering-place of a coven of devil-worshiping witches. When her guardian is murdered and Philippe–the “God of the Witches” who had been executed centuries before–appears in her house, Climene wishes she’d headed Moreau’s warning. Continue reading “Castle at Witches’ Coven”
Lady Elinor Melbourne had no idea she was an heiress. She was working as a governess when her estranged uncle’s solicitors informed her that she had inherited a fortune, an estate, and a rambling mansion. Now, she is trying to improve the decaying property with the help of her neighbor, Sir Michael Grenville. At the same time, she is being pursued by her amorous cousin, Sir Francis Crowley. Then, a series of strange occurrences begin: a servant is murdered, plans of her home are stolen, and the weeping ghost of her uncle’s wife–who killed herself during her pregnancy–begins to roam the hallways.
Lady Diana Farren is practically alone as she continues her grand tour around Europe. Because her sister married in secret in France, Diana is left to savor the art, history, and culture of Rome with only her governess, Miss Wood, for company. Unlike Mary, Diana has no interest in any of those things. She likes men–and that is why she was shipped off to Europe in the first place. Now, she is pursued by a fortune hunter on one hand, and an Italian rake on the other…
Lady Mary Farren is a sensible woman with a scholarly bent and a love of art. Sadly, she’s spent years shut up in the country keeping house for her father, the Duke of Aston, all the while trying to protect her amorous younger sister Diana from total ruin. All she has to look forward to is her upcoming Grand Tour of France and Italy. What she doesn’t expect is to be saddled with her sister, who has no taste for art. Nor does she realize that her first purchase in Calais–an unfashionable fifteenth-century painting of an angel–would draw her to the attention of two different men. One is the ne’er-do-well sixth son of an Irish peer, Lord Fitzgerald, who has few scruples in his pursuit of fortune. The other is an implacable enemy who has absolutely no scruples in his quest to attain the painting.