And the three teenage Clarke sisters thought what they’d wear to dinner was their biggest problem…
Lady Kate, the entitled eldest.
Lady Grace, lost in the middle and wishing she were braver.
Lady Lizzy, so endlessly sunny, it’s easy to underestimate her.
Then there’s Will Harvey, the proud, to-die-for—and possibly die with!—stable boy; Daniel Murray, the resourceful second footman with a secret; Raymond Allen, the unfortunate-looking young duke; and Fanny Rogers, the unsinkable kitchen maid.
Upstairs! Downstairs! Toss in some farmers and villagers!
None of them ever expected to work together for any reason.
But none of them had ever seen anything like this.
I've somewhat selective when I decide to read historical novels and they have to feature two things; romance and a paranormal/fantasy element. Zombie Abbey has BOTH these things AND the description mentions three sisters and then THREE young men meaning most likely no love triangle **dies happy** All I can say with this novel is "Gimme. Gimme!"