In the wild, untamed Irish wilderness lies a stark and cold Georgian era estate known as Cashelmara. Lord Edward de Salis is the master of Cashelmara, but as an Englishman he resides primarily in London but deep down he always considers Cashelmara home.
When his wife dies, Lord de Salis travels to America hoping to ease his grief. What he doesn’t expect to find is love. Marguerite is young enough to be Edward’s daughter but there is something about her that makes Edward feel at ease and happy once again. After they marry he takes Marguerite back to Ireland and Cashelmara where tragic events begin unfolding.
Cashelmara chronicles three generations of the de Salis family: Edward and Marguerite, Patrick and Sarah, Maxwell, and finally young Ned. This is a novel full of gothic romance, tragedy, murder, passion, and drama…..this is a family saga to rival even modern day soap operas.
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