Not any dashing English lord’s idea of a good time. But now that Lord Alexander Mallory has won a Scottish estate in a hand of cards, he is the unlikely laird of the wild, snowy Bonniebroch. Worse yet, the ancient pile of stones comes with a betrothal. To a fiery red-headed virgin. And a curse.
Alex will have his hands full honoring the first, seducing the second and breaking the third…all by Twelfth Night.
Such a lovely book, I loved Lucinda and Alexander. I usually stay away from ghost stories, but in this case they were part of the overall enjoyment of the book. Definitely a recommended read!