It stood high on the hill, its grey stone walls and ancient turrets framed against a threatening black mass of clouds. At the very instant that lovely young Amanda Smith first gazed at the swiftly approaching ramparts through the rain-streaked car window, a sheet of lightning split the sky, and a sudden, ominous chill shivered through her body.
Amanda had accepted the opportunity to come stay at this isolated Swedish castle as a chance for romance and excitement. Why now did she see it not as a welcoming home--but as a deadly lure . . . or a waiting tomb . . .
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The first View of Stierna Castle
It stood high on the hill, its grey stone walls and ancient turrets framed against a threatening black mass of clouds. At the very instant that lovely young Amanda Smith first gazed at the swiftly approaching ramparts through the rain-streaked car window, a sheet of lightning split the sky, and a sudden, ominous chill shivered through her body.
Amanda had accepted the opportunity to come stay at this isolated Swedish castle as a chance for romance and excitement. Why now did she see it not as a welcoming home--but as a deadly lure . . . or a waiting tomb . . .