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Shadow Hill — Joyce Wilson
THE SECOND MRS. WICKLIFFE
The great Victorian mansion of Shadow Hill was the stuff of dreams for Margaret Murray. As a growing child, she had gazed with awe at its sumptuous splendor. Now as a woman grown she was carried over its threshold in the powerful arms of its master, Jeffrey Wickliffe.
In this first moment of rapture and possession, Margaret forgot the question of why this man had picked her to his bride...the mysterious fate of his beautiful first wife...her innocence in his sophisticated world of privilege and pleasure. Then Margaret opened the covers of a forbidden book, and there was no escape from fear. For she knew now she was not the mistress of this mansion ruled by the spirits of the living dead. And she was not safe in the hands of the man whom she had trusted with her love and life....
The great Victorian mansion of Shadow Hill was the stuff of dreams for Margaret Murray. As a growing child, she had gazed with awe at its sumptuous splendor. Now as a woman grown she was carried over its threshold in the powerful arms of its master, Jeffrey Wickliffe.
In this first moment of rapture and possession, Margaret forgot the question of why this man had picked her to his bride...the mysterious fate of his beautiful first wife...her innocence in his sophisticated world of privilege and pleasure. Then Margaret opened the covers of a forbidden book, and there was no escape from fear. For she knew now she was not the mistress of this mansion ruled by the spirits of the living dead. And she was not safe in the hands of the man whom she had trusted with her love and life....