A little story of romance… Click here for: Cold Hands, Warm Hearts.
Tags » Gothic Romance
So the second Mrs. Maxim de Winter remembered the chilling events that led her down the turning drive past the beeches, white and naked, to the isolated gray stone manse on the windswept Cornish coast. 746 more words
I have told you guys before how I love me some Gothic story telling. Big old houses, a single person against a world of things that may or may not go bump in the night – well, you know I will be reading that … 1,283 more words