Difference between revisions of "Terror At Golden Sands"
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| − | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1977 Releases]] | + | [[Category:Category Romance]][[category:1977 Releases]][[Category:Romantic Suspense]][[Category:Mystique Books]][[Category:Bulgaria]] |
* '''Author''': [[ Roberta Roleine]] | * '''Author''': [[ Roberta Roleine]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 8]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 8]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1977 | * '''Year''': 1977 | ||
| + | ==Book Description== | ||
"Whose side are you on?" Yvette was desperate. She was in Bulgaria on her honeymoon. Her husband had disappeared. She didn't know anyone. She didn't speak the language. Convinced that Roussev, the tour guide, knew a great deal more than he had told her, she had finally cornered this alluring elusive man. She demanded the truth. She got more than she had bargained for. When Roussev was finished there were tears of rage in Yvette's eyes. He had accused her husband of something too terrible to imagine. | "Whose side are you on?" Yvette was desperate. She was in Bulgaria on her honeymoon. Her husband had disappeared. She didn't know anyone. She didn't speak the language. Convinced that Roussev, the tour guide, knew a great deal more than he had told her, she had finally cornered this alluring elusive man. She demanded the truth. She got more than she had bargained for. When Roussev was finished there were tears of rage in Yvette's eyes. He had accused her husband of something too terrible to imagine. | ||
Latest revision as of 15:32, 16 May 2008
- Author: Roberta Roleine
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 8
- Year: 1977
Book Description
"Whose side are you on?" Yvette was desperate. She was in Bulgaria on her honeymoon. Her husband had disappeared. She didn't know anyone. She didn't speak the language. Convinced that Roussev, the tour guide, knew a great deal more than he had told her, she had finally cornered this alluring elusive man. She demanded the truth. She got more than she had bargained for. When Roussev was finished there were tears of rage in Yvette's eyes. He had accused her husband of something too terrible to imagine.
