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Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
Description: Lisa Welsh only wishes to leave a messy divorce behind for a couple of days stay in Salado, Texas but wakes to nightmares and a cowboy in her bed, and she has no earthly idea how he got there. But the situation gets worse when she learns she's now living in 19th Century Salado. Even more worrisome is the tall dark stranger, and everyone else in town believes she's some woman named Josephine Rogers who is supposed to be dead. Jack Stanton can't believe the clerk gave him an occupied room at the Shady Villa Inn, but worse, he was ready to ravage the woman in that bed--until he realized his mistake. Now the woman he thinks is Josephine claims to be some other woman--and though he could never abide by Josephine's fickle ways, this Lisa Welsh intrigues him like no other. Still, if she isn't Josephine, he figures he best help her find her way back to where she really belongs no matter how much he wants to keep her with him. Together, Lisa and Jack must solve the mysteries and face the troubles in their worlds or they will never be free to share the love that binds them across the ages.
eBook Publisher: Vinspire Publishing, 2011
eBookwise Release Date: October 2011

Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [475 KB]
Words: 107901
Reading time: 308-431 min.

Murder, mystery, a ghost and handsome cowboy--what more can you ask for in a time travel adventure that keeps you on the edge of you seat. As the mystery unravels, you'll be rooting for Jack and Lisa to find a way for their love to last across time. Karen Michelle Nutt, author PNR, Paranormal Romance Reviews

In the flickering of the lantern's golden flame, a shadowy solitary figure stood across the room, observing the sleeping occupant. The dim light projected through the amber glass cast eerie shape-shifting characters up and down the burgundy rose-papered walls. In the gloomy darkness, the specter reached out to Lisa Welsh, begging for solace, straining to be felt.

The fragrance of roses permeated the dimness, tea-scented, teasing the senses of the unwitting guest. Except for the rustle of sugar-drained leaves dancing against the windows, the room remained deadly quiet.

Suffocated by the heat of the coverlet, Lisa tossed the quilt aside. Quickly chilled, she tugged it back over her shoulders. The darkness threatened to swallow her whole and drag her into the hellish pit of a nightmare again.

Groggy with sleep, she thought about Tom, the image of him, smug, his eyes blue and cold. "I found someone else," he'd said, and it echoed in her mind like a damn broken record. A girl barely out of high school. The bastard. At twenty-one, Lisa was already over the hill? She blinked tears back. She refused to give him any more space in her brain.

She attempted to think of something pleasant. And then she had it.

A Trojan warrior's fingers pushed the silky gown up her leg--she, being his Trojan princess hostage. His muscular thigh tensed when he pressed his nude body against hers. She ran her hands over his sculpted back, mesmerized by the smoothness of his skin against her fingertips.

In the flutter of an eyelid, the chills resumed, and the darkness returned. A shudder shook Lisa's body.

Murky figures moved closer. "She can't last long." A man's gruff voice made no attempt to quiet his comment in Lisa's presence.

"We can't wait any longer. The sale--"

"I know, I know, the buyers are getting suspicious. In a town this size, the word will soon get out."

"What do you propose to--"

"You know what we have to do. She'll never be missed."

The heat, the chills, the muscles that ached with every twitch of her body...