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eBook Category: Romance/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: Salem, Massachusetts in 2002 would seem to most romance seekers to be a fun adventure. With witches and hauntings everywhere, what woman wouldn't want to cuddle up for a little romance and intrigue? In "Bewitching My Love", our hero and heroine find that things aren't always as they appear, and time can posses not only our lives, but our hearts as well. Fern Abbott is a local antiques dealer. With her mind set on an old broken down wardrobe from the seventeenth century, she prepares to risk all to own it. But who would have guessed that the dashing Rowen Nichols would steal it away from her? Overbidding her for the wardrobe, Rowen takes possession of it. Unbeknownst to Fern, Rowen has plans, plans that include her death, and his assured survival. Travel with Fern and Rowen as they leave our time behind to travel back to Salem, Massachusetts 1692, the witching time, where love was fresh and witchcraft was new and spellbinding.

eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, Published: WHISKEY CREEK PRESS, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2005

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [221 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [219 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [184 KB] , Portable Document Format (PDF) [966 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [207 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [224 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [218 KB] , hiebook (KML) [513 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [280 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [172 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [212 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [267 KB]
Words: 69437
Reading time: 198-277 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1593741340

"Jerk," Fern hissed quietly to herself. Only a jerk would dare to creep up and steal her wardrobe. It was hers and nobody, not even Rowen Nichols would take it from her. At least that's what she told herself when the bidding war first started, now she wasn't so sure.

She hadn't seen it for over five years, until last week when it showed up in her monthly catalog of antiquities. Her work as a rare antiques dealer gave her the advantage of seeing what would be coming up for auction before the general public. So she took out a loan against her condo, not realizing the price would go this high, or that she'd have to bid against the wealthiest bachelor this side of Salem.

"Seventy thousand going once." The auctioneer's hammer hit the podium. "Seventy thousand going twice." Nodding, he acknowledged the young woman's acceptance of the bid then turned with her to wait for the inevitable reply. The bidding had become more interesting than he expected. After all, who in their right mind would want an old broken down wardrobe, the thing was worthy of kindling for the fireplace at the most. "Mr. Nichols! We now have a bid of seventy five thousand sir, will you give me eighty thousand?"