Author Kellie Wallace has a new romance today but the story has such depth that you will want to grab hold of the book and devour it in one read! BEFORE I LET YOU GO is reminiscent of the old Gothic mysteries of the past, featuring a mysterious stranger and an isolated home. The heroine must solve the mystery before the killer comes for her.
BEFORE I LET YOU GO features an independent heroine and two strangers vying for her attention. These men are more than they seem and hide secrets that the reader will uncover as they turn page after page. What do these men want? Just her body or her soul??
Now available in ebook and paperback, BEFORE I LET YOU GO will be the one book you want to binge tonight! So don't miss your chance!
A remote island concealed the perfect murder, now one woman must help an Earthbound spirit solve the mystery before the killer comes for her.
After rejecting her boyfriend’s proposal, Elsbeth heals her broken heart by accepting an inheritance from a long-lost relative off the coast of Guernsey.
She embraces the chance to start over, living in a remote cottage surrounded by gray seals and crystal waters. But this new idyll may not be what it seems when mysterious stranger Bishop threatens to upturn her new life. He is handsome, mystical, and claims to be an angel searching for his bones.
As Elsbeth and Bishop grow closer, she discovers her island escape is marked by darkness, a double murder haunts the halls. She embarks on a journey to uncover her property’s dark secrets, unravelling a history that may hold the key to Bishop’s fractured past. Will Elsbeth sacrifice everything she’s built to unearth the truth? She must confront her own demons and make a heartbreaking decision that will change her life forever.
Readers of The Ghosts of Rue Dumaine by Alexandrea Weis and Winter Cottage by Mary Ellen Taylor will enjoy this tale of redemption and new beginnings.
Elsbeth waited until Ambrose’s footsteps retreated down the hall before bouncing out of bed. There was a small window of time to search his room. She got onto her hands and knees and inspected under the bed. There was nothing there except a thick layer of dust and the urge to tell Ambrose to hire better cleaners.
She opened the nightstand and rummaged through it. She uncovered a box of condoms, gold watches, loose change, a dirty magazine, and an odd sock. Elsbeth groaned in frustration and scanned the room. There had to be a safe hidden somewhere, but if she found it, she wouldn't be able to get into it without a combination.
Voices sounded at the bottom of the staircase and Elsbeth jumped to her feet. She dashed into the walk-in closet and rummaged through drawers, pushing suits aside to check behind them. She spotted a beaten-up shoe box in the far back corner of the wardrobe. Her heart raced as she leaned down to peer under the lid.
“What are you doing?” Ambrose stood at the doorway, holding a glass of water.
Elsbeth jumped and turned around, trying hard to maintain a poker face. “I … uh … I was admiring your suit collection. You must own thousands of dollars’ worth of Italian suits.”
Ambrose entered the closet in one giant stride and the synapses in Elsbeth's brain fired. His eyes were dark and firm, masked by his long eyelashes. “Conservation is a business overall, and I must look good for my donors.” He ushered her back into the bedroom. “A salesman never wears a poorly fitted suit.” He passed her the glass. “Drink up.”