What if you received a note of warning dated hundreds of years before you were born? What if it was addressed to you?
A Time Travel-
A Love Story filled with Suspense-
A Mystery that will keep you guessing til the end...
On An Island of Secrets
One woman, two men and a love that transcends time get a second chance to prevent history from repeating itself. But will love be enough to win the battle against time and stop the force that’s kept them apart for centuries?
SHANE ALEXANDER has realized he should never have allowed his ex-girlfriend to spend her honeymoon on his island, but he never dreamed she’d run to the tabloids and blab about seeing ghosts. With the future of Leigh Island in danger, he devises a plan to dispel her claims and unknowingly sets in motion events that bring him face to face with a past that not only threatens his future but his life.
After breaking off her engagement, LILA FITZPATRICK wants a new beginning, but when she agrees to help her roommate by pretending to be a reporter, the last thing she expects to find is the man of her dreams. The question is what will he do when he finds out who she really is?
ISLAND OF SECRETS BY Tammie Clarke Gibbs
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Still clenching the scribbled note of warning, Lila Fitzpatrick stepped out of the carriage and into the
crisp, cool, night.
The haunting silhouette of Winship Manor towered above like a savage animal, crouching in the darkness
waiting for its prey.
Large, strange looking statues were poised protectively on either side of the door. Above them, an eerie
glow emanated from the flaming torches that lit part of the narrow pathway.
Lila shivered. She wished she'd thought to bring a sweater. She wished she were wearing some comfy
sweats and not this straight, black skirt she could barely walk in.
She reached for the door then paused. Something about the coat of arms bolted under the heavy knocker
unnerved her. It wasn't a very friendly picture. A ship held up to land by a severed, bloody hand and the
She stood starring for the longest time. She'd been invited, but felt reluctant to announce her arrival.
Lila looked down at the note then slipped it and the other purse inside her own. She was sure the note had
something to do with her jitters, that and the fact that this place looked nothing like the brochure.
She was beginning to understand why the heiress and her new hubby fled. Winship Manor did not look
like any posh resort she'd ever seen. It looked like a haunted castle.
The night was chilly. The howling whistle of the wind had followed the carriage the entire distance from
the shore to Winship's tangled gates of iron. Now, however, there was nothing. The trees were oddly still.
The only sound, her heart thumping in her breast, echoed in her ears.
Lila lifted the knocker. It was cold against her fingers and she dropped it sending a loud, quite annoying
thud reverberating through the still evening air.
She'd known better than to let Cassie talk her into such a hair-brained scheme.
Not only was she stuck on an island pretending to be someone she wasn't, she was getting warning notesfrom more than three hundred years ago too.