"You must beware, mademoiselle ...." The fortune-teller's ominously
harsh voice had sent shivers down Christina's spine. "Beware of the
devil at Archangel."
The prediction seemed silly when Christina first arrived at the
Brandon's beautiful Caribbean plantation. Left without means and a
home by her godmother's death, the job at Archangel seemed like a
gift from heaven.
But everything changed when she met Devlin Brandon. He disturbed
her to the core of her being. She must indeed beware of this manor did
another devil await to torment her?
