Jane Aiken Hodge: Watch the Wall, My Darling
The carriage that was rolling swiftly along the rainy English marsh on the road from London suddenly stopped. A barricade blocked the way. Dark figures Continue
The carriage that was rolling swiftly along the rainy English marsh on the road from London suddenly stopped. A barricade blocked the way. Dark figures Continue
In need of a good gothic Regency, I found this lovely title by a yet unread Julie Klassen and quickly sunk in to misty, moody Continue