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A Fistful of Fate
by Debora Dennis
Category: Romance
Description: Would you die for love...twice? William Montgomery, a blacksmith wrongly sentenced to death in 1806 for the murder of the woman he loved, cannot rest. His ghost is bound to Clayton Creek. For over two hundred years he's been waiting for the soul of his true love to find him and set his soul free. Rebecca Prescott is tormented by the recurring nightmare of her ancestor's murder. Drawn to a two-week colonial reenactment at the scene of the ancient crime, she doesn't count on one charming blacksmith or past life memories of an undying love to shatter her reality. As Rebecca searches for answers from the past, William needs to win her love and earn her forgiveness to undo the witch's curse that bound him to Clayton Creek. Can Rebecca's soul finally reunite with her destined love or will she repeat the past and die once again for the man she loves?
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., 2010 2010
eBookwise Release Date: November 2010
 
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [310 KB]
Words: 68652
Reading time: 196-274 min.
"Are you keeping an eye on me, Mr. Montgomery?"
"When you didn't keep your end of our bargain to come by my shop first thing this morning, I thought maybe you were avoiding me."
He held her at a respectable distance, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony with only inches between them. Her fingers tingled beneath his strong grasp. For the first time this morning, she appreciated the extra layers of her bodice. This was not happening.
"I'm sorry I disappointed you, but I'll assume you find nothing indecent about my dress today." Her breasts brushed against his chest, giving him a clear view of her cleavage.
"What makes you think I'm looking for decent?" He glanced at her chest and gave her a mischievous half-grin.
Every nerve in her body flipped on and into overdrive. Yes, she was flirting with fire but one look in his cornflower blue eyes and she didn't care.
He twirled her away from him and then quickly pulled her back into the fold of his strong, sinewy arms.
She tried to breathe, tried to think of something witty to say. "What makes you think I can't be both?"
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