Pretty Susan Marlow had always loved Greenwood Manor and its crusty, delightful mistress, her aunt, Lady Agatha Gordon. But now, when Susan returned to the stately old mansion, all seemed utterly changed. There was a man at Greenwood now, a tall, powerful, breathtakingly handsome man.His name was Craig Stanton, and Lady Agatha had made him her permanent guest. She called him a genius, a man who would shed new light on the Gordon family history, and the only one in the world she could trust.But for Susan, Craig Stanton was something else ... a man of strange powers who had woven a sinister spell over her aunt... a figure of mystery and dark and devious purposes . . . and a lover whom Susan was helpless to resist as he took her, trembling, in his arms....
Beatrice Parker is the pseudonym of T. E. Huff aka Thomas Elmer Huff.
He was born in Tarrant, Texas, USA. He graduated from Poly High School and from Texas Wesleyn College in 1960. For several years, he was a English teacher at R.L. Paschal High School. Published since 1968, during the first nine years he wrote under the female pseudonyms Edwina Marlow, Beatrice Parker, and Katherine St. Clair. In 1976, when he began writing historical romance novels, he created his most famous female pseudonym Jennifer Wilde. His first release, Love's Tender Fury, had 41 printings in its first five years and sold more than 2.5 million copies, and his second historical romance, Dare to Love, spent 11 weeks on the New York Times paperback bestseller list. He earned a Career Achievement Award in 1987-1988 from Romantic Times. Single, he lived with her mother in Fort Worth, where he was buried after he died suddenly of a massive heart failure.
This book featured a boisterous Great Dane named Earl. Earl was awesome.
...Unfortunately, everything else sucked. The writing (including the same repetitive costume porn filler as every other Huff novel) sucked. The plot (what little there was) sucked. The heroine (a flip-flopping, inconsistent, whingy moo) sucked. The hero (a sack of useless, blustering, alpha-for-no-reason incompetence) sucked. The villains (predictable & Scooby-Doo to the max) sucked. The conflict (some moldering manuscript by a blatant Richard Burton knockoff) sucked. The setting...well, okay, the setting wasn't too bad. But it was described so flatly that it had no life whatsoever, which sucks by proxy.
BLARGH.
Never again. This is my final Huff novel, & I couldn't be happier to part ways.
I have attempted to read this three times. I literally can't make it through more than five chapters. Tedious, repetitive writing and a heroine who changes her mind every two pages. Hard pass.