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* '''Author''': [[Jean De Secary ]] | * '''Author''': [[Jean De Secary ]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 17]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 17]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1978 | * '''Year''': 1978 | ||
Love can destroy a man's heart! Francisco s statement was a paradox to Lucile. She had not known the power of love until he taught her. More than anything else in the world she wanted to see him again--wanted to be near him and try to cure his deep-seated bitterness. Francisco, however, sternly rejected her. "Just remember our day together," he'd said. "Always remember that--but you must forget about me." With hope still burning in her heart she acted on impulse, but how could she have known her act would bring to light an astonishing conspiracy? An ugly conspiracy! | Love can destroy a man's heart! Francisco s statement was a paradox to Lucile. She had not known the power of love until he taught her. More than anything else in the world she wanted to see him again--wanted to be near him and try to cure his deep-seated bitterness. Francisco, however, sternly rejected her. "Just remember our day together," he'd said. "Always remember that--but you must forget about me." With hope still burning in her heart she acted on impulse, but how could she have known her act would bring to light an astonishing conspiracy? An ugly conspiracy! | ||
Revision as of 03:41, 13 August 2007
- Author: Jean De Secary
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 17
- Year: 1978
Love can destroy a man's heart! Francisco s statement was a paradox to Lucile. She had not known the power of love until he taught her. More than anything else in the world she wanted to see him again--wanted to be near him and try to cure his deep-seated bitterness. Francisco, however, sternly rejected her. "Just remember our day together," he'd said. "Always remember that--but you must forget about me." With hope still burning in her heart she acted on impulse, but how could she have known her act would bring to light an astonishing conspiracy? An ugly conspiracy!
