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* '''Author''': [[Alix Andre ]] | * '''Author''': [[Alix Andre ]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 26]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Mystique|Harlequin Mystique]] [[Mystique By The Numbers|# 26]] | ||
* '''Year''': 1979 | * '''Year''': 1979 | ||
"Stay away from him--he's a strange one!" If only Martine had listened! Richard Duncan was indeed a mysterious man, living a bitter life in the Scottish Highlands. The townsfolk spoke about him in whispers, not daring to voice the truth--the truth about his fiancée's death. For they believed that the laird himself had murdered the woman he'd loved. Now Martine was trapped by this man--bewitched by his magnetic black gaze. All her struggles to escape were in vain. She was irresistibly drawn to a man who loved no one but the ghost of the woman who had died--the woman they said he’d killed. | "Stay away from him--he's a strange one!" If only Martine had listened! Richard Duncan was indeed a mysterious man, living a bitter life in the Scottish Highlands. The townsfolk spoke about him in whispers, not daring to voice the truth--the truth about his fiancée's death. For they believed that the laird himself had murdered the woman he'd loved. Now Martine was trapped by this man--bewitched by his magnetic black gaze. All her struggles to escape were in vain. She was irresistibly drawn to a man who loved no one but the ghost of the woman who had died--the woman they said he’d killed. | ||
Revision as of 03:44, 13 August 2007
- Author: Alix Andre
- Publisher: Harlequin Mystique # 26
- Year: 1979
"Stay away from him--he's a strange one!" If only Martine had listened! Richard Duncan was indeed a mysterious man, living a bitter life in the Scottish Highlands. The townsfolk spoke about him in whispers, not daring to voice the truth--the truth about his fiancée's death. For they believed that the laird himself had murdered the woman he'd loved. Now Martine was trapped by this man--bewitched by his magnetic black gaze. All her struggles to escape were in vain. She was irresistibly drawn to a man who loved no one but the ghost of the woman who had died--the woman they said he’d killed.
