The McQueens are the town's founding family, and Ruth McQueen is their matriarch. She's a dangerous woman to cross, as Sarah Dempsey found out sixteen years ago. Pregnant and desperately in love with Ruth's adored grandson Kyall, Sarah stood up to Ruthand was banished from the town.Now, all thes...
Corin mixed himself a single malt Scotch and ice. Zara and Miranda settled for mineral water.“Do you hate your mother for what she did to you, Miri?” Zara asked presently, setting down her glass on a little giltwood marble-topped table.“I can’t forgive her, Zara, but I don’t hate her. I can’t for...
Kyall had Sarah, the two of them exuding happiness through their very pores. They had heard yesterday—and it was a matter for great celebration—that Fiona would finally be coming home to Wunnamurra two weeks before the wedding. Christine didn’t want to dwell on how the Hazeltons, the couple who h...
Her small fists are clenched tight. She can’t seem to get enough air. She is trying to guess the reason for all the commotion downstairs, even as the thought keeps rising that it is all about her mother, Corrine. The thought is terrifying. It is barely dawn, the light seeping in through the great...
Fury was burning like a slow fuse. When it hit the target it would burst into a conflagration. His target was her. Yet she threw her arms extravagantly into the air as if she didn’t have a care in the world It was the signal for him to turn on her, his body so taut Cate wa...
The faces of the hundreds of mourners who attended Broderick McGovern’s Outback funeral showed genuine sadness and a communal sense of loss. There was no trace of mixed emotions anywhere. This was a sad, sad day. He had been a man of power and influence, but incredibly he had gone through life wi...
Was she, Mari Mitsialos, a bridesmaid at a royal wedding? Was she really cousin to a king and a princess royal? Life took weird turns sometimes…but what a good weird this was! Both her cousins, living in the backblocks of Sydney a year ago, were ecstatically married to the people of their dreams—...
“It’s called making an entrance,” Damon murmured in Carol’s ear. “And it’s taken an awful lot of practice.” Roxanne acknowledged them with Euro-style kisses—longer, more lingering, on Damon’s tanned cheek. “Lovely to see you again.” &nbs...
By mid-November, though, the entire city was awash with the city’s purple “Christmas” trees. They were out in all their glory in the suburbs, the front yards, backyards, parks, streets, schools. A magnificent specimen flourished at the city’s famous Circular Quay, the hub of Sydney Harbour, with ...