I especially must give a huge shout out to my editor, Stacia Seaman, for everything she does. You have all welcomed me into the Bold Strokes family with open arms from the very first, and it is an absolute pleasure being a part of all of this. Being a writer is very daunting, and it is so much easier when you have a publisher who believes in you and your crazy ideas.Įveryone at Bold Strokes Books, from the cover designers to the proofreaders to the production staff to the copy editors to my fellow authors, are the most amazing people. I’ve been thinking about writing it for at least thirty years, and there is no more wonderful feeling for an author than to have the belief and support of your publisher. I need to thank Radclyffe for giving me the opportunity to finally write this book. This book is an homage to those wonderful writers, and my own humble attempt to write a Gothic romantic suspense novel. Whitney, Victoria Holt, Mary Stewart, and Daphne du Maurier. When I was growing up, I loved the novels of Phyllis A. This book, or parts thereof, may not be reproduced in any form without permission. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Please respect the rights of the author and do not file share. They cannot be sold, shared or given away as it is an infringement on the copyright of this work. And those secrets might just prove deadly for his new spouse, a young man who has to compete with the memory of the unforgettable Timothy…ĮBooks are not transferable.

When Carlo reopens the house as a home for himself and his new young husband, those old secrets begin to creep out into the light. Carlo closed the house, and its secrets remained hidden within. But then tragedy took Timothy, and darkness descended on the beautiful house on the beach. Spindrift was the perfect backdrop for the glamorous couple, and the unforgettable, fabulous parties they hosted there.

He was the perfect match for wealthy Carlo Romaniello. They remember his wit, intelligence, and sense of style. No one ever forgot him, once they had passed through his orbit.

Everyone who saw him loved him, desired him, wanted him-whether they first laid eyes on him in a magazine ad, on a billboard, or on a box of underwear. His face was flawless, his body breathtaking perfection. The memory of Timothy haunts every corner of Spindrift, the beautiful mansion on the Atlantic shore. “I shall always be in his shadow, unable to live up to the standard he set at Spindrift, hoping that someday Carlo might love me the way he loved his lost Timothy…”

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