I Hate Heathcliffe

She knows a bad romantic hero when she sees one. Or so she thinks.

Lydia Foster has built a career explaining why Heathcliff is less irresistible lover and more walking red flag. But when a spectacularly public breakup leaves her homeless, humiliated and professionally radioactive, her last chance is a literary consultancy at Rookscar Hall-a crumbling Yorkshire estate being transformed into a romantic heritage attraction.

There is just one problem.

The hall belongs to Alexander Heathcliffe: a brooding conservation architect, sworn enemy of literary gimmicks and living proof that fate has a vicious sense of humour.

Alex needs visitors to save his ancestral home. Lydia needs the assignment to rescue her career. With twelve weeks to turn leaking roofs, forgotten letters and relentless village gossip into an attraction people will pay to see, they reluctantly agree to work together.

They do not agree to enjoy it.

But as Lydia uncovers the story of a Victorian woman who refused to surrender her future for a supposedly irresistible man, she begins questioning the romantic myths she has always believed-including the unexpected story developing between her and the infuriating Mr Heathcliffe.

Warm, witty and full of bookish humour, I Hate Heathcliffe is a romantic comedy about enemies becoming something more, the difference between brooding and depth, and discovering that dependable love can still be wildly romantic.