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When strong-willed historian Amara Blake discovers a strange golden object in an old English manor, her life changes dramatically. She is suddenly transported back over 200 years to 18th-century England, a time filled with danger and hidden secrets. Rescued by the charming, mysterious and strikingly handsome Lord James Harrington, Amara feels an undeniable attraction, her sharp modern humor contrasting with his noble demeanor. while the artifact pulses with strange energy and their feelings and desire for each other deepens, they realize their destinies are linked in ways they cannot fully understand.
 As their romance grows and challenges arise, Amara learns a shocking fact: her presence in the past is disrupting time itself. With the scheming Lady Eleanor trying to plot her downfall, a dangerous rival after the artifact for his selfish and dark purposes, and ominous messages from the artifact, Amara faces a tough decision: remain and risk the destruction of the man she loves dearly, or return to her own time and lose him forever.  

Time-Traveling Lovers is a captivating story of forbidden love, hidden dangers, and the powerful bond that transcends time. Will Amara and James find a way to connect across the ages, or will their love be lost to history forever?

Time-Traveling Lovers

<p>The estate buzzed with hushed conversations, though no one dared to voice their thoughts within earshot of James. Amara, however, wasn't as fortunate. As she walked by the kitchens, she overheard two servants exchanging words. "She's nothing but a nuisance," one murmured. "Lady Eleanor claims she's a spy, or even worse." "She's got Lord Harrington under some sort of enchantment," the other responded. "Everything will come crashing down soon." Amara felt a tightening in her chest as she hurried away, their words reverberating in her mind. She had sensed her presence was causing unrest, but this? This was a tempest she couldn't face alone. </p>

<p>That evening, she found James in his study, pacing with a troubled expression as he rifled through papers and letters. Without hesitation, she declared, "I need to leave." James halted abruptly, his gaze locking onto hers. "What did you just say?" "I can't remain here," she replied softly, forcing the words past the lump in her throat. "The rumors… Eleanor's schemes. You're already fighting to shield me, and now your reputation is at stake. I can't allow you to lose everything because of me." His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Do you think I care about my reputation? About their opinions? None of that matters if I lose you." Her heart ached at the sincerity in his voice, but guilt weighed heavily on her. "It matters to me," she whispered.</p>

Eleanor’s Last Move