Shower of Stars — Joyce McLean

THE LEGEND
On soft summer nights the stars fell down around the old tower of Gwynlothian Castle, and it was said that wishes made there would come true.

THE BRIDE
Married by proxy to a man she had never met, Jessalyn waited alone in the lofty tower, longing for love. The starlight shone brightly in her dark, seductive eyes; the moonlight shimmered on her pale, luscious curves; and the scent of night-blooming roses lingered on her crimson lips.

THE FULFILLMENT
Out of the shadows a stranger appeared to make her dream come true. But even as they lay twined together, their bodies moving as one, Jessalyn cursed the star that had brought him to her. How could she let one man master her heart, when another claimed her hand?