Something Wicked This Way Comes by Claire Delacroix

A Regency Romance Novella

A second chance romance with a ghostly curse

Something wicked this way comes

Seven years ago, Sophia Brisbane lost everything—her father, her brother, her family fortune—but worse, was rejected by the man she loved. She’s determined not to yearn for the past and its pleasures—until she encounters Lucien de Roye again. Although he knew Sophia could never be his own, Lucien vowed to retrieve her squandered inheritance—even wagering his very soul to a demon. When Sophia learns what he has done, no force on heaven or earth will convince her to let him pay the demon’s due, no matter what the cost to herself.

Genre: FICTION / Romance / Regency

Language: English

Keywords: ghost, regency romance, second chance at love, reunion, disguise, hidden heiress, stolen legacy, demon, curse

Word Count: 27,000

Sales info:

This Regency romance novella with paranormal elements is first in a complete series of four.

Sample text:

It was the kind of wager Lucien had come to like best.

A dangerous one.

With very long odds against him.

Which was precisely why he had proposed it.

On this misty morning, he stood not a dozen paces away from Eugene Tremblay, Marquess of Lyndenhurst, the man he despised most in all the world. It was just dawn, and the first touch of the red sun could be seen on the horizon. Lyndenhurst lifted his dueling pistol, one of a fine pair brought by Lucien, and took his aim. Lucien let his weapon hang at his side and waited. Lyndenhurst squinted down the barrel. Lucien took a breath, and his opponent fired.

A flock of ducks quacked with indignation at the sound and noisily took flight from the river.

The blow struck Lucien so hard that he thought his luck had turned, at the worst possible moment.

He was thrown back onto the turf from the force of impact, and the breath was hammered out of him. His chest burned long enough for him to fear terror, then he felt the ball shift and slide through his body. It emerged from his back like a bubble piercing the surface of a pond, and as a warm glow replaced the pain.

His luck hadn’t turned. Lucien fought his smile of satisfaction.

He’d won.

Lyndenhurst swore and his footsteps could be heard trudging closer.

Lucien couldn’t resist the temptation. He waited, lying utterly still, until he felt Lyndenhurst leaning over him. The older man was breathing heavily, though whether it was fear that he had killed a man or the exertion of haste was unclear. Lucien enjoyed the notion that his enemy might be having second thoughts—or fears of retribution. Lucien felt a shadow as Lyndenhurst reached over him to touch the front of his dark tailcoat. He smelled the brandy on Lyndenhurst’s breath. He held his breath and waited.

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