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+ | * '''Author''': [[Judith Stewart]] | ||
+ | * '''Publisher''': [[Mills and Boon]], [[Mills and Boon Historical Romance 1 - 100|Masquerade #0013]] | ||
+ | * '''Year''': 1978 | ||
A time of terror, a time of death!! Atrocities were committed that made one's blood run cold. Men, women and children were massacred because they had been born into the aristocracy. 'Thus France was a death trap for the beautiful Catherine and her grandmother, the Comtesse de Saulnay. Still, tucked away in their lavish chateau on the coast, they felt a measure of safety. If only they had paid more heed to the growing unrest of the peasants ... and the entreaties of the dashing Scotsman who feared for their lives. | A time of terror, a time of death!! Atrocities were committed that made one's blood run cold. Men, women and children were massacred because they had been born into the aristocracy. 'Thus France was a death trap for the beautiful Catherine and her grandmother, the Comtesse de Saulnay. Still, tucked away in their lavish chateau on the coast, they felt a measure of safety. If only they had paid more heed to the growing unrest of the peasants ... and the entreaties of the dashing Scotsman who feared for their lives. |
Revision as of 02:12, 24 August 2007
- Author: Judith Stewart
- Publisher: Mills and Boon, Masquerade #0013
- Year: 1978
A time of terror, a time of death!! Atrocities were committed that made one's blood run cold. Men, women and children were massacred because they had been born into the aristocracy. 'Thus France was a death trap for the beautiful Catherine and her grandmother, the Comtesse de Saulnay. Still, tucked away in their lavish chateau on the coast, they felt a measure of safety. If only they had paid more heed to the growing unrest of the peasants ... and the entreaties of the dashing Scotsman who feared for their lives.