True love is salve for the soul...unless those souls were never meant to be together.
The ghost of Alexander Fraser agrees to play the witch’s game and leave off haunting for two reasons. First, being a Fraser on Culloden Moor is more pressure these days thanks to a certain fictional character who sends lasses swooning and swarming all over the battleground. But more importantly, he must prove to the spirit of young Rabby there is nothing to fear by moving on.
Chelsea is a runaway bride. It’s humiliating, really. She has allowed herself to be run off by a heartless best man, and she doesn’t know how she can forgive herself, let alone ask for her groom’s forgiveness. So, like a coward, she hides.
Unfortunately for her, she gets stuck in a Scottish hunting lodge with a guy who can make her perfect bridegroom seem lacking. Or is he just a phantom of her psyche?
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