About the Book
1522, the very night they were wed, Royce Morgan and his new bride, Beatrice Godwin, were murdered on their way home to Lacybourne Manor. After the cruel deed was done, a local witch came across their bodies, witnessing firsthand the tragedy of star-crossed lovers. Vowing that Royce and Beatrice would someday uncross those stars, using magic mixed with murder as well as true love, she linked their spirits together with hers (because someone had to protect them) forever… or until their reincarnated souls find happily ever after.
Now arrogant, forbidding Colin Morgan lives at Lacybourne, knowing, from lore (as well as the portraits of Royce and Beatrice that hang in Lacybourne’s hall and the small fact that he looks exactly like Royce Morgan), that he is the reincarnated soul of his ancestor. One stormy night, flighty, free-spirited, scarily kind-hearted Sibyl Godwin comes to Lacybourne and it doesn’t escape Colin’s notice that Sibyl is the spitting image of Beatrice. However murder, magic, a warrior’s heart beating in a modern man’s chest, a woman bent on doing good deeds even if they get her into loads of trouble, a good witch whose family has vowed throughout the centuries to protect true love, distrust and revenge make a volatile cocktail.
This means the path to happily ever after is paved with tranquilizer darts, pensioners on a rampage, Sibyl’s bad morning moods, heartbreaking misunderstandings and all kinds of magic, good… and bad.
My Review of Lacybourne Manor by Kristen Ashley
thought I knew this story, until I read it. Colin Morgan has been told his entire life that he is the exact image of his long dead relative Royce and he knew all of the stories surrounding the lovers killed on the day of their wedding destined to return to this world someday. He even believed in them for a time but he lost all hope of that a long time ago. For Colin had been born with a broken heart, the broken heart of a long-dead warrior, a warrior who lost his love and his life at near the same exact time. He has become jaded and cold. He can’t see the good in people anymore, if he ever did.
Sibyl has lived with her head in the clouds for most of her life. She has dreams of finding the one man that she is sure is supposed to fit into her life. She has even had dreams of him. But when both Colin and Sibyl meet what should have been easy turns into a fiasco of epic proportions. I loved their first meeting. Sweet Baby Jesus, was it one for the record books! I loved everything about it. Strangely, and distressingly, she felt like she’d been in this exact position before, facing off against him. And losing. This feeling was not a little familiar, but a lot, like it didn’t happen once but repeatedly. And it was bizarre, frightening and, lastly, bizarrely, frighteningly reassuring.
Colin is convinced that Sibyl is a con artist just out for his money and she is pretty sure he is slightly deranged. As they stumble and fall together in some weird twisted and possible slightly cruel ways each starts to open up a little to the other and the closer they get to each other the more danger they are in because history it seems it doomed to repeat itself and they didn’t make it out alive 500 years ago.
It really takes a while for their relationship to shift from suspicion distrust.
I definitely loved Sibyl’s family and her mom especially cracked me up.
“We aren’t going to see Colin until Wednesday, you’re surely not going to allow him to leave town without an uninterrupted evening of privacy, are you?”
Sibyl clamped her mouth shut.
“Give her a good tumble, Colin,” Mags urged audaciously, pushing a stiff-with-humiliated-fury Sibyl out the door ahead of Colin.
“She’ll need it to keep her in good spirits for the next couple of days.”
I will say the culmination at the end was really my favorite part. Shift between now and then seeing who/what else was reincarnated and helping out with this story.
Mallory pulled out of his early evening nap, got to his feet far more gracefully than he had ever done in his whole doggie life and he walked into the house, following the last person of the party to enter as they all went in to escape the oncoming storm. He walked directly to his master and mistress’s bedroom and sat properly, not lounged, at the door. And thus he stood sentry.
For me the ending was intense and I really loved it all jumping between here and there, this and that with all the little added in snippets and it was intense.
The epilogue totally killed me and that is why I love KA books because no matter what else happens I get so caught up in them that my emotions sway easily and she can pull me to the verge of tears either in happiness or sadness in an instant.