#MFRWauthor @LindaNightingale will visit us on #Thursday13 at Four by Moonlight

MFRW Author Linda Nightingale has seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.

Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award and the SARA Merritt. She is the mother of two wonderful sons, a retired legal assistant, member of the Houston Symphony League, and enjoys events with her car club. Among her favorite things are her snazzy black convertible and her parlor grand piano. She loves to dress up and host formal dinner parties.

Blurb
An anthology of love in the moonlight…in the paranormal realms...
Gypsy Ribbons – A moonlight ride on the moors and meeting a notorious highwayman will forever change Lady Virginia Darby’s life.
Star Angel – Lucy was stuck in a rut and in an Idaho potato patch. She’d seen him in the corner of her eye—a fleeting glimpse of beauty—now he stood before her in the flesh.
The Night Before Doomsday – All his brothers had succumbed to lust, but Azazel resisted temptation until the wrong woman came along.
The Gate Keeper’s Cottage – Newlywed Meggie Richelieu’s mysterious, phantom lover may be more than anyone, except the plantation housekeeper, suspects.
 
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 Thirteen Sentences from Four By Moonlight

 Living life on the edge taught one to live to the fullest.- Gypsy Ribbons

The ghost that warned of death breathed that heartbreaking sigh at her door. - Gypsy Ribbons

“My lady wife.” William grabbed the love knot and jerked her head back. “Not for me this pretty ribbon. Ah, Victoria.” Gypsy Ribbons

Nightly, Simon rode with death, but his close companion betrayed him, shot him through her heart. - Gypsy Ribbons
Perhaps they hear the clatter of hooves in the courtyard or the quick rustle of a woman’s laughter. - Gypsy Ribbons

Lucy could live with, and treasure, his memory, ecstasy once better than starving forever. - Star Angel

“The servants claim my brother’s ghost haunts Fievre Faire.” She peered into the shadows, trying to see his face. - The Gatekeeper's Cottage."

Cool hands mapped the topography of her shoulders, arms, torso, leaving quivering awareness in their wake.- The Gatekeeper's Cottage
Madness escaped on ragged sighs. - The Gatekeeper's Cottage

“Not a ghost.” Shadows delineated the old woman’s face. “Ghosts don’t seduce a new bride out of her husband’s bed.”- The Gatekeeper's Cottage

“You know as well as I, Missy, Yves Richelieu isn’t dead.” Marion folded skinny arms across her bony chest. “That little taste in the shadows won’t satisfy him. Nor you.” - The Gatekeeper's Cottage

Yves’ blood stained the wide plank floors of the gatekeeper’s cottage.- The Gatekeeper's Cottage

Something was desperately wrong, and I feared I knew what it was. At long last, Retribution had come to call. - The Night Before Doomsday   

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