Rating 2.5I have to admit to being a sucker for time travel stories. I am also discovering that amnesia stories can be interesting--I have read a couple lately. This story has both elements: time travel AND amnesia. I thought the first few chapters establishing the whole time travel thing were...
Sebastian rubbed a weary hand over his face as he quietly crossed the great hall of Haldon Manor aiming to return to the guest wing and his bedchamber to hopefully (maybe) get some rest. He had awakened from a deep sleep to find a cloaked figure slipping into his room. Fortunately, he had recogni...
He lifted it up, illuminating the hallway. Furniture and wall hangings loomed at the edges of the light. The flickering candles cast the house into long, leaping shadows. Whitmoor before the Whitmoors. She should have been over-the-moon about exploring the house. She wasn’t. An icy chill had sett...
As usual, the Colonel rocked back on his heels, thumbs in his jacket lapels. Dante and I were on our way to visit the Certosa but, as it was near the Colonel’s villa, we had swung by. I wanted to give him word of my acceptance in person. Dante decided to wait with the car,...