When her sister summoned her to Grayson Hall a fortnight before All Hallows Eve, Lady Caroline was understandably intrigued. It seemed a ghost was stalking the corridors of this home, and Carolines wit and bravery were urgently needed. Always the most level-headed of women, she was certain the phantom was merely an earthly mischeif-maker bent on frightening her sister out of marrying into the Grayson family. And the rather suspicious reappearance of the darkly hansome Damien Grayson, Long presumed dead, supported her theory. But she soon wondered if the perils posed by spectres might be preferable to the unnerving effect this flesh and blood stranger seemed to have on her heart!