Time After Time

HE WAS THE DARK HERO OF EVERY WOMAN'S DREAMS
Her face was covered with plaster and dust when he came calling-and she tumbled out of her attic crawl space into his arms. Jack Eastman was as arrogant, as effortlessly elegant as his Newport mansion, which loomed behind Liz Coppersmith's new home, a modest cottage separated from East Gate by barbed wire. She hated everything that it-and the handsome bachelor-symbolized. But she needed him. The job that Jack offered would launch her party-planning business among Newport's upper crust. However, it came with a price: a hunger she couldn't deny for a man she couldn't afford to love.

AN ARISTOCRATIC BACHELOR WITH BETRAYAL IN HIS BLOOD
It all began when Liz found the old trunk in her attic, with letters that told of a great love lost a century earlier. After that came the sound of the chimes, and then the handsome, seductive ghost himself: He was waiting for her, watching as she melted in Jack's arms, watching as she tried to drive Jack away. And then he spoke--of a love greater than death, of a destiny that could be hers alone....