Four Nights to Elsewhere - The Vesper Line, #1

He was sent to shut down the most beautiful train in the world. She has four nights to make him fall in love with it instead.

Coralind Aumery is the concierge of the Vesper, the last grand overnight sleeper on the continent, and there is no trouble aboard her train she cannot fix before breakfast. A lost ring, a frightened first-timer, a grief that only wants a window seat and no questions. She has poured eleven years into this train of velvet and brass because a train, unlike everyone she ever left behind, does not leave you.

Then a quiet man in a very good coat boards the winter run, and for the first time in her life Coralind meets a passenger she cannot read.

Caspar Veyle wants nothing. He refuses the wine, eats alone, and writes in a small book he closes when she comes near. What Coralind does not know is that his real name is not Veyle, that his grandfather built the Vesper, and that the company circling the Line has sent him aboard to put a cold number on a beautiful thing so they can scrap it for good.

He has four nights to price the death of her home. She has four nights to remind a heartless man why the slow, lovely, unprofitable way is worth keeping.

Neither of them counts on the snow closing the pass. Neither counts on a found-family crew who fold a stranger in without asking. And neither counts on falling, somewhere in the warm lamplit dark between two beautiful places, for the one person on the whole train they were never supposed to want.

But the Vesper reaches the capital in four nights, the board votes the morning it arrives, and a secret this size cannot ride all the way to the end of the line.

Four Nights to Elsewhere is the first Vesper Line novel, a warm, glamorous, closed-door romance for readers who love a slow burn with real yearning, a grumpy hero worth the wait, a found family worth living aboard for, and a happy ever after you can count on. No spice, no bad language, all swoon.