How can you write a romance when your relationship is a lie? Lizzy Cartwright thought she had it all; fame, fans, and a doting boyfriend of nine years. But when her latest book is panned and her relationship ends in betrayal and apathy, she realises that her idealistic notions of romance and the stories she peddles may all be a lie. Distraught, she escapes trendy Brighton and holes up in dreary Devon for the winter in her brother's vacant, ramshackle cottage in the shadow of an elegant castle. When she's reacquainted with the arrogant, rude William Ashbury - heir apparent to a Lordship, castle, and everything in between - romance is the last thing on Lizzy's mind. At least... not for herself. With her sights set on a new leading man and a potential plot for her next bestseller, Lizzy can't help but get swept up in William's world in the name of research. But where does she draw the line between fictional love, and the facts of her own racing heart?