For small-town girl Blakely Henry, any hope of finding her biological parents died when she stopped believing in fairy tales and Disney princes. That is, until she spots her boarding school’s new British exchange student, Max Ryder, staring at her. Why would a boy who looks like he stepped out of the pages of a magazine be looking at her? Because Max knows something Blakely doesn’t.
Following the tragic demise of one of Europe’s most beloved royal families, Max has stumbled upon information he thinks may lead to a lost royal heir, and now he is on a quest halfway around the world to see if he’s right.
Sworn to secrecy by his university professor and the headmaster of Lakeview Academy, Max is admitted into an exchange program with the sole purpose of finding out the truth. But will his personal feelings for Blakely get in the way?
When a stolen email surfaces, Blakely and her friends’ lives are threatened, and Max starts to question what he is really after.
From the exclusive rolling lawns of Canada’s most prestigious boarding school to the University of Saint Andrews’ hallowed grounds, Blakely’s quiet, unassuming life is turned upside down. Is she really who she thinks she is? Can she survive long enough to help Max unearth the truth?
Pub. Date: Jan 23 2013
About Stacey R. Campbell
I’ve been telling stories as long as I can remember. After graduating from Brewster Academy, in Wolfeboro New Hampshire, I went to Whitman College where I pursued a degree in Anthropology and a minor in studio art. After a semester abroad, at Monash University in Melbourne Australia, (where I learned more about scuba diving and beach volley ball than anything else) I transferred to the University of Washington where I graduated with a degree in communications. I have always wanted to be a writer I didn’t sit down and try to write in earnest until the summer of 2008. What happened, you wonder? Was I hit on the head, abducted by aliens, given a life altering diagnosis? No, nothing so dramatic, although it might be fun to write about; I just couldn’t put off sitting down at the keyboard any longer.(…)The first novel I wrote, Shanghaied, took three years and is still sitting on my counter. Someday soon I am going to go back and rewrite it. The story is dedicated to my father and the idea came from stories he used to tell me when we sailed around Vancouver Island. It’s a good old fashioned, turn of the century, swashbuckling, pirate yarn.