New York Times bestselling author Christina Dodd writes "edge-of-the-seat suspense" (Iris Johansen) with "brilliantly etched characters, polished writing, and unexpected flashes of sharp humor that are pure Dodd" (ALA Booklist). Her fifty-eight books have been called "scary, sexy, and smartly written" by Booklist and, much to her mother's delight, Dodd was once a clue in the Los Angeles Times crossword puzzle. Enter Christina's worlds and join her mailing list at www.christinadodd.com.
Amber wakes up in a hospital. She can’t move. She can’t speak. She can’t open her eyes. She can hear everyone around her, but they have no idea. Amber doesn’t remember what happened, but she has a suspicion her husband had something to do with it. Alternating between her paralyzed present, the week before her accident, and a series of childhood diaries from twenty years ago, this brilliant psychological thriller asks: Is something really a lie if you believe it's the truth?
Desde que era solo una niña, Celeste ha tenido un ardiente deseo: casarse con Ellery Throckmorton. Pero ¿qué oportunidad tiene la hija de un jardinero de atraer a uno de los caballeros más ricos de Inglaterra?
Sin embargo, su estancia en la Distinguida Academia de Institutrices le permite regresar a Blythe Hall con una educación refinada que complementa a la perfección su rabiosa belleza y parece colocar su sueño al alcance de la mano.
Pero, cuando ya se ha comprometido con Ellery, la tentación cobra forma a través de Garrick, el serio y misterioso hermano mayor de los Throckmorton. A pesar de que Celeste no soporta sus intromisiones constantes, no puede negar que su corazón se estremece cada vez que él le sonríe.
For wherever Celeste turns, it is not Ellery she encounters, but his serious, yet undeniably intriguing, older brother Garrick. The elder Throckmorton will have no one interfere with the younger's impending nuptials, and his meddling infuriates Celeste to no end. Still, she cannot disregard the fluttering of her heart whenever Garrick deigns to smile at her. And the passion she senses smoldering beneath his formidable control is tempting her in a manner a lady must never allow . . .