She builds to survive. He destroys to forget. But when a storm traps them in the same century, the friction might burn the house down.

Scarlett Rune fixes things. As a modern contractor, she understands load-bearing walls, torque, and tensile strength. She does not understand how a floorboard collapse in 2025 dropped her straight into a freezing cellar in 1882.

Stranded in a crumbling Victorian manor on the edge of the Cornish cliffs, Scarlett isn’t just fighting the laws of physics—she’s fighting the landlord.

Alistair, the Earl of Saltwood, is known by the locals as "The Wrecker." Brooding, brilliant, and dangerously isolated, he has resigned himself to letting his ancestral home rot into the sea. He doesn't want a savior, especially not one in strange trousers who speaks in slang and looks at his library with hungry eyes.

But a massive storm is rolling in off the Atlantic, sealing the exits and trapping them together. To survive the night, the builder and the wrecker must call a truce.

As they battle leaks, drafts, and a house that seems intent on killing them, the animosity between them shifts into a tension thicker than the storm clouds. Alistair is the most infuriating man Scarlett has ever met—and the only one who has ever made her feel structurally sound.

Scarlett can fix the roof. She can shore up the foundation. But can she repair a man broken by the past without ruining her own future?