Catherine Thurston accepts the position as a paid companion to a young person injured in a riding accident. She has never had to earn her living but her father's untimely death and her mother's spendthrift ways have forced her to seek employment. Engaged by Lady Glenmore and paid three months wages in advance, Catherine assumed her charge would be a young lady like herself and is shocked to learn her charge is Lady Glenmore's son, Richard, Lord Glenmore, who was badly injured during the Crimean War.
Richard does not want a companion, male or female, and determines to get rid of Catherine. Unable to repay her wages, she has to cope with this very difficult man who lives like a hermit in darkened rooms.
Catherine's fiery outburst that he was wasting his life shakes Richard from his self-imposed exile. She'd tolerated his ill humor and bad manners until she'd cracked the shell around his heart but he couldn't love her. He was betrothed to another.
On a sunny June morning in Llandrindod Wells, Sally Carter stops for coffee at the Celtic Café. She notices a beautiful young woman dressed in somber Victorian black sitting at a window table, weeping over the pages of a diary. When the girl disappears without a trace and the waitress insists the table had been vacant all morning, Sally is compelled to discover the girl's identity.
Unraveling the mystery leads Sally on a wild goose chase with the assistance of Dr. Dan Conway, a handsome Welsh history professor, but it's not until she returns home to Toronto that the final pieces of the puzzle fall into place.
Even then the question lingers. Why was Sally the only person to see the girl?
For the first time since she graduated from college, Ellie Paxton is unemployed and broke. She accepts the position of "nanny with computer skills" to care for a three-month-old baby boy and agrees to live in her employer's mansion located deep in the Cascade Mountains north of Seattle.
Dying young isn't on Ellie's personal time line and her contract doesn't call for heroics on a grand scale, but when the mansion is invaded by armed gunmen threatening to kill her and the baby if she doesn't reveal the passwords protecting her employer's files, she has to choose. Cooperate. Abandon the baby and escape. Or take him with her.
It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Not to her. Not to sensible Beth Ormond. She'd rented Quest Cottage in Cornwall to get away from the hassles back home in the States and to think through her future as a single mom. Tired after driving from Heathrow Airport, she got out of the car. A full moon glowed in the night sky. She hurried up to the cottage but stopped in her tracks as a man emerged from a nearby stand of trees and called out to her.
Alan Tremaine had traveled from eighteen hundred to the present time with a story so bizarre Beth couldn't get her mind around it - unless she disregarded her scientific training and believed in time travel. Could she? Did she want to?