"You...you murdered her!" Pascale remained silent as the prosecutor repeated he accusation. To defend herself demanded revealing a family secret—a pact of silence that had been kept for eight long years. She couldn't do it ... she couldn't betray Remi! After all, he belonged to one of the most respected families in Paris. When she had been hired by the Sevriers, she had regarded them as highly as anyone did. She had not expected to find evil lurking just below the surface. Nor had she expected to find love ... a love entangled with terror and heartbreak. And now she was on trial for murder!

"Your husband will never find you..." In the desolate mountain fortress, Marion Maresco tried to piece together the shattered remnants of her life. But her precious calm was soon swallowed up in a maelstrom of intrigue and trickery, which swarmed through the ancient walls of Castel Terralba. Not the least of her problems was the fiercely handsome Marquis, Don Carlo de Terralba, who did not suspect the real reason for Marioun's sudden appearance in remote Sardinia. Fearing detection, Marion attempted to escape another situation that had become unbearable to her. But no one escaped the Marquis!

"My darling, I know you'll understand..." But Anne didn't understand when her fiancé suggested that she become his mistress, not his wife. Stunned, she left him and steeled her heart against love's pain forever. But her carefully constructed world was shattered years later by the mere sound of his alluring voice. Fearing her heart might yet answer his call, she fled from him... into a nightmare! Entangled in a web of intrigue and danger, she was swept across Austria, Greece and Turkey. Her survival depended upon the elusive, dangerous man she was now afraid to love.

"Your fiancé has gone. No one knows where..." It was impossible. There had to be some mistake. Dina had talked to Philippe only two days before flying to Tripoli. And now he was missing. Something was seriously wrong. Dina was filled with rising panic. She had been warned of the dangers and intrigues facing foreigners in rapidly changing Libya, but what could she do other than simply wait and hope? But she was not to remain alone for long. For a voice from the past reentered her life, sweeping away everything in its path. Forever!

Her pain ... would it never be dulled? Gaelle tried desperately to forget Frank when he deserted her for Elsa. But even Claude s warmth and tenderness failed to erase the lingering influence of the man she had once loved so desperately. So when Claude suggested a solitary holiday cruise to think things over, Gaelle quickly agreed. How was she to know that her ex-fiancé and his scheming wife were also on the cruise? It was an extraordinary coincidence but it was only the beginning of a bizarre chain of events. Events that were to wreak change in everyone's life!

"Stay away from him—he's a strange one!" If only Martine had listened! Richard Duncan was indeed a mysterious man, living a bitter life in the Scottish Highlands. — The townsfolk spoke about him in whispers, not daring to voice the truth—the truth about his fiancée's death. For they believed that the laird himself had murdered the woman he'd loved. Now Martine was trapped by this man—bewitched by his magnetic black gaze. All her struggles to escape were in vain. She was irresistibly drawn to a man who loved no one but the ghost of the woman who had died—the woman they said he'd killed.

Her husband had been gone eight long months The nightmare of his absence was growing. Danielle was at her wit's end. She was running out of hope... and of money. Then the mysterious phone calls began. Later she thought she glimpsed her husband, grim and unshaven, on a crowded Paris street. But she'd just received his postcard from the Middle East that very morning.... Soon she was swept into a web of terror and death. One man, strong and commanding-sometimes threatening—held the key to the mystery... and to her heart.

A DESPERATE SEARCH THREW THEM TOGETHER… JENNIFER GASPED IN AMAZEMENT… For standing in the corridor of the train, not two paces away, was Richard—the one man she’d come to detest! “What…what are you doing here?” she stammered. “I’m here to save you from yourself, you brainless idiot!” he snarled, silencing further protests with an angry wave of his hand. For Jennifer had undertaken a mission that could lead her into a dangerous trap, and Richard wasn’t about to let that happen. The train raced on through the night—its destination Venice, but for Richard and Jennifer, a journey into terror!

Paulette was awakened by her own screams "It's only a nightmare;" she told herself, shaking with unfathomable terror. "A recurring nightmare:" She slipped into her robe and stepped out onto the balcony. The soft Majorcan night enveloped her, and she saw again Ramon as he was in her dream, his eyes gazing into hers, his proud features haunting her. And then the image broke and faded, as she remembered the deadly end of the dream. Fate seemed to be drawing her forward. But to where? She sensed something terrible was going to happen, and she could do nothing to stop it. Nothing!

She was plunged into a web of lies "You're not the first one he's loved...and you won't be the last!" Elise was warned when she married Count Julien de Montjour. Hungry for tenderness, she determined nothing would come between them. But then the beautiful Rita Harrison entered their bright Mediterranean world. Could the terrible events that followed be more than mere coincidence? First, her beloved uncle died in mysterious circumstances. Then Julien vanished. Rita's emerald green eyes were destroying Elise's world....

What was behind the stranger's disguise? The man standing in front of Sarah Watson was obviously poor. His tie was ugly and his suit shiny from wear. The following night Sarah was astonished to find him at an expensive nightclub, dressed like an aristocratic playboy. This man was not what he seemed to be! One thing was certain: he was undeniably attractive. But Sarah was determined to resist his charm. Then, all too late, she realized she was in love with a stranger - a man with no identity....

Marta Velarde, es una periodista, viuda a su vez de un periodista al que se supone muerto en un accidente de automóvil. Llega al aeropuerto de Lisboa, a donde la lleva la misión de continuar la biografía -empezada por su esposo- de un famoso científico. Al descender del avión, acompañada de un viajero con el que ha trabado ocasional amistad, este cae abatido por una bala justamente al lado de Marta.

Jessamore was a place of dark ugly secrets Taken against her will to live in the gloomy castle in Cornwall, Amanda soon discovered that everyone had something to hide. At Jessamore the truth was often distorted and laced with intrigue. Lights glowed in sealed-up towers, the calm sea concealed a deadly menace, and a summons to a lovers' rendezvous was an invitation to death. Amanda clung desperately to the people she had faith in, but one by one they betrayed her. And when she fell in love, she discovered not even her own heart could be trusted....

The day had begun like any other... But before it had ended, Catherine found herself plunged into a tangle of lies and deceptions, of intrigue ... and love. She had encountered a bizarre situation that threatened to turn her life upside down. Whom could she trust? The handsome doctor who seemed able to plumb the depths of her very soul, or the unpredictable, disturbing Martin Bellec, a man whose motives were impossible to gauge? And although Catherine could not have known, her choice was a matter of life and death!

In a merger tailor-made for the tabloids, tycoon Ryder Bramson sought Macy Ashley's hand in marriage. But his true goal was to buy her father's company—and thereby wrest control of his own conglomerate from his illegitimate brothers. To ensnare Macy in his web of intrigue, Ryder first offered the beautiful businesswoman a job in his start-up. Yet slipping the ring on her finger proved more difficult.Being a brash billionaire's corporate pawn wasn't independent-minded Macy's style. On the other hand, being the focus of this irresistible man's passion just might win her over to his scheme....

The gun was pointed at Natalie's chest. "You're lying," the woman's voice menaced, as she motioned her accomplice to release Natalie. Then she lifted the pistol and took careful aim. Natalie froze against the wall, confused and terrified. It was impossible to convince them she knew nothing. There was no place to run. Yet, if she didn't, the bullet couldn't miss at that range. Paralyzed by fear, Natalie closed her eyes, waiting for the gun's blast. They were going to kill her, and she didn't even know why!

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The fake accident worked perfectly! Rachel couldn't believe her luck. Smashing her car into a tree had gained her access to the isolated mansion of the celebrated novelist Paul Lawrence. Now she would be able to discover the details of his personal life that she needed to write her exclusive article. But luck was playing a deadly game, and Rachel uncovered more than she bargained for. Paul's family was locked in a bitter conflict that drew her into its vortex. And the outcome was murder...

Was there a way out - or was she trapped? The castle was silent and dark. Marianne crept along the hallway, searching for the stairs. Suddenly she noticed a shaft of light coming from under a door. She turned the handle and stepped into the room. Immediately a figure lunged at her. She screamed and a rough hand was clapped over her mouth. All too late she realized her mistake - she'd stumbled into Robert de Larsanay's private domain!

Librarian note: The ISBN for this edition, 0373730632, has been reused by the publisher for a different book. All she had worked for was in jeopardy. Christine knew she was on dangerous ground when she accepted a luncheon invitation from Natalie, her client's ex-fiancée. But the opportunity to learn what had happened on the day of the crime seemed irresistible. Natalie was disarmingly friendly, throwing Christine off her guard. So, accepting the drink Natalie offered her, Christine hardly noticed the bitter aftertaste of the exotic mixture. But as the room blurred before her eyes she realized the drink had been drugged and she was powerless to halt its effects .... She had walked into a deadly trap!

The ruins were a blazing inferno The fire spread alarmingly fast. Suddenly, Marianne realized that she and Geoffrey, the two heirs to the enormous Darringford estate, had been lured inside the old monastery. Then someone had deliberately set it afire...someone who wated them out of the way. Geoffrey strained to open the massive door of the old bell tower, but it wouldn't budge. They were trapped! They could expect only a slow, agonizing death!

Should he marry a stranger for money? The lawyer spoke persuasively to Alan. "By marrying this girl, you'll not only be doing a good deed, you'll be helping yourself. You'll be well paid, of course.... " Alan hesitated at the macabre proposition. A young woman lay dying. To inherit her godfather's money she had to marry at once, so that the money could go to her needy relatives upon her death. What did he have to lose? "Very well," Alan said at last. "I accept your offer. " And with those words he was plunged into a situation that was to threaten everything dear to him ... including his life!

Marco's eyes shone with fierce intensity. "I told Haskell we were engaged," he drawled. "You told him what?" Denise cried. Furious, she wanted to slap the sneer off his handsome face. She had no intention of marrying him. He was pompous and cruel and she knew she'd never love him. But what was the use of denying the rumor? No one would believe her - least of all Dan Haskell - the one man she truly loved!

A dream turned into a nightmare of terror Going to Paris seemed a wonderful chance for Jan Harcourt. But from the moment she arrived she was entwined in terror. First there was Damien Moale, the man who claimed to love her. Then there were the secret meetings he had...and her grim realization that Damien was dealing in crime. Finally there was the night Jan was drugged, and woke to find herself staring into the eyes of a man from her past...a man she'd never stopped loving. Would he help her to escape this web of intrigue? Or was he involved, too?

Fear drove her on - a life was at stake! Breathlessly Beth stumbled through the rainy night toward the rendezvous point. This was her last chance to lift the shroud of secrecy from her husband's disappearance, and the cold voice on the phone had warned her not to be late. Ahead of her sat the ghostly shape of an abandoned car. Suddenly both headlights flared on, blinding her. Hands seized her and a scarf was stuffed into her mouth as a gag. Terrified, she felt herself being lifted off the ground. She was being kidnapped!

House of a thousand terrifying secrets Grim and forbidding, Rochefort loomed above the road like a robber baron's stronghold. To Jacqueline, the outsider, the family's problems were at first a welcome distraction from her own troubles. But soon she found herself falling helplessly in love with the heir to Rochefort - even whle she hated him for his callous treatment of his lovely, charming wife. Torn between love and conscience, Jacqueline tried to leave the chateau. Only then did she learn that, once involved in Rochefort's secrets, there was no chance of escape.

Her heart began to beat wildly For a few terrifying moments the whole scene swam dizzily before Melissa's eyes. The man seated at the table across the street was Richard, her ex-fiancé. And with him was Inez, the woman with whom he'd had a secret affair. Seconds later, Richard glanced up and caught her eye. Recognition shocked both of them into action. While Richard shoved aside the chair blocking his path and heading straight toward her, Melissa spun around with a gasp and dashed into the crowd. She had to get away from him - before he made her love him again!

Two men vied for her love Mathias was the corporate man, the man who rubbed shoulders with the rich and showered her with diamonds. Michael was the deep one, the one Catherine could talk to. He had rigid principles, however—he didn't approve of the polo crowd she ran around with or the late hours she kept. Catherine was torn apart by the agonizing choice they gave her... until an unexpected love reached out from the past and turned her world upside down.

"There's been a terrible accident!" Lee watched in horror as four field workers carried her unconscious husband into the house. Fernando's face was covered with blood, his clothes filthy and torn. One riding boot was mangled beyond recognition. She stared at it uncomprehendingly, until, out of the buzz of voices around her, she heard the explanation: "His foot was caught in the stirrup when his horse bolted. He was dragged across the field before we could stop them..." She stood frozen in the doorway, a single thought coursing through her mind: Maybe he would die. Then, at last, she would be free...

Her memory had been totally erased Two women were in the car when it crashed. Only one survived: Eve Arlandy, rich young socialite. Four months in a hospital and thousands of dollars were spent rebuilding her face and body. But no one could restore her memory. Uncertainly she accepted the identity given her and was soon caught in a merry-go-round of treachery and deceit. But when her past came flooding back, she knew there had been a terrible mistake. She was not Eve. Yet it was too late, for the real Eve had made a dangerous enemy. Could she play a dead woman's game without knowing the rules?

Was her husband a murderer? Alix had come to Castle von Brandt as an anxious, loving bride, proud to be married to Conrad. But suddenly terrible doubts assailed her. She had heard an appalling rumor—that Conrad was still fascinated by his widowed sister-in-law ... that his brother's death was no accident. Then Alix discovered the two of them passionately embracing... Desperately she tried to unravel the facts, but as she probed, Conrad only became colder, more hostile. What secret was he protecting? And to what lengths would he got to conceal the truth?

Melanie stared in horror at the note. The scribbled words said that Irene was leaving—that she wouldn't be coming back! Melanie felt a sharp pang of guilt. She hadn't treated her stepmother well, it was true. But was that reason enough for her to run away? Why would a quiet, serene woman like Irene disappear—unless there was something haunting her from her past? Whatever the reason, Melanie knew she would have to find Irene and bring her back...even if it meant asking her archenemy—her stepbrother, Paul—to help.

She was tormented by violent threats Samantha s life changed drastically after she met Brett and fell hopelessly in love with him. But her happiness was short-lived. She had become a victim of bizarre events that filled her with terror—events she suspected were linked to Brett. Could he really be involved in a dangerous narcotics ring? But then why was she being terrorized? Two explanations emerged: his enemies considered her a threat—or else Brett himself had decided she knew too much.

Her dying words hinted at evil When her Great-Aunt Rachel died, Heather inherited the old woman's house. But it wasn't until she went to live in it that she found the letter her aunt had never mailed. "They come in the night," the letter said. "Strange noises that come from nowhere, like whispers." Icy fear shot through Heather. She had heard those same peculiar noises. Had Aunt Rachel's death been caused by sheer terror? Did somebody... or something... want the house to itself?

The night hid danger—and an enemy who waited Diana heard the stealthy noises behind her as she crept back to the house. She stopped abruptly, her skin tingling in alarm. She was being stalked.... Panic flashed through her, but she resolutely quelled it. Could she match her predator's silent cunning? Heart pounding, she slipped into the black gloom of a pine grove. Suddenly she stumbled, crying aloud. Her blood froze with the realization she'd given her presence away. There was no escaping the blow as it crashed down on her head.

The perfect answer became a nightmare! Staying at her uncle's botanical gardens in Florida was more than a vacation for Christa. Her uncle needed help, she loved working with plants, and there was Ryan, a childhood sweetheart.... The greenhouses were framed by old Spanish ruins, the perfect setting for romance—but in reality the family was torn by jealousy and greed. For amid the exotic blooms of the gardens a deadly secret was hidden—a secret that led to theft, betrayal, then murder....

Were the vicious notes a taunt—or blackmail? Robin escaped her tormentors and fled to England, aided by a stranger—on the condition that she pretend to be his wife. Later she discovered the real reason for his unusual offer. One small lie to his powerful uncle had mushroomed, and now he stood to lose his ancestral home.... Soon she was caught in a dangerous intrigue. When she received a second threatening note, she knew their charade was about to be exposed. Would that revelation be the tip-off for her own downfall?

She was sickened by the ugly truth. Rumors abounded that two women had paid a steep price for loving handsome and talented playwright Adrien Reed. One woman was dead- the other crippled. But Julia thought she was different. Certain that Adrien loved her, she scoffed at the gosip...until one rainy night when she narrowly escaped a fatal car crash. Shaken, she forced herself to deal with facts. Yet the more she probed, the more terrified she became. The brakes of her car had been tampered with... Had Adrien meant her to be his next victim?

Her sudden wealth inspired treachery Ramona was surprised to learn after her uncle died that she'd inherited a fortune. She would have to travel to Majorca to collect it, a prospect that excited her. Majorca was lovely and she hadn't seen her aunt or cousins, coinheritors of her uncle's estate, for many years. But once there, she was plunged into a swirl of deceit. Her relatives were insanely greedy... and actively scheming to kill her! Desperate, she longed to trust the estate manager—the man she'd come to love so passionately. Yet how could she be certain he, too, wasn't conspiring against her?

Passion concealed a cold-hearted scheme Edith Bailly, a shrewd businesswoman, and her beautiful niece, Valerie, happily accepted a wealthy client's invitation. As guests at his magnificent country home, their stay promised to be delightful. But Edith's real aim was to secure a lucrative financial deal. Their host, Alexis, had other plans.... Valerie soon found herself ardently courted by Alexis, who was determined to marry her. Yet the more information she gleaned about him, the more alarmed she became. Alexis always got what he wanted... and his methods were uniquely brutal.

She had returned to a house of strangers. Seventeen year's ago Angela's mother had fled Casa Amati—her husband's ancestral estate in Lombardy—taking her small daughter to safety in California. Now Angela had returned in answer to a call for help from the father she barely remembered. She found him old before his time with a burden he secretly carried. And she found two other men—Tony, who had loved her as a child but looked at her now with new eyes, and Matt, who offered his strength but loved another. Angela was interested in them both. And both of them were interested in Casa Amati, which would belong to her on her father's death...

A tragic accident changed everything. When Janet's parents died following a horrendous car crash, she was utterly grief-stricken. The fact that she'd inherited her father's enormous fortune was of small comfort. Despite her sorrow, she was determined to carry out his dying whish: that she marry Edward, the son of one of his employees. Now she bitterly regretted her decision. The longer she lived with this strange, silent man, the more she mistrusted him. Why had he married her? And why had he made her a prisoner—in her own home?

She couldn't believe he would harm anyone... Brooke Williamson returned to her beloved California to photograph the coastline for a book of poems. Or so her story went. In reality, it was the trouble at Seafog—the house on the cliffs—that drew her back. Four years earlier she had left Scott Stewart there, knowing their love would never win against the hatred his family bore her. But now a woman had died on Seafog's cliffs, and Scott was accused of murder. No one believed the distraught child who accused him. Even Brooke refused to listen ... until she had no choice.

Love defied an ancient curse... His lies hurt...but the truth hurt more Fran was devastated when Terry abruptly left Ireland. It had been so easy to fall in love with him—and so hard to understand why he'd suddenly disappeared without any explanation. Now the pain and joy at their unexpected reunion threatened to overwhelm her. "Why did you leave Dublin without telling me?" she demanded. "I love you",Terry began in an anguished voice, "but I cant tell you why I left. Still, I'd like you to consider me your friend". "Your friend?" she repeated, stunned. How could he love her—and be so willing to pretend otherwise?

Death pitched her into a nightmare of despair Anne was grief-stricken after her husband, David, crashed to his death in a car accident. Their marriage had been happy, though David was a man of strange moods...and painful secrets, she discovered. For suddenly another woman was claiming to be his widow, too! Furious, Anne vowed to clear David's name and prove that she'd been his rightful wife. But the more she delved into his past, the more caught she became in a frightening maze of deceit and danger.

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Despair forced her to take bold action Grace Montclair boarded the train, shocked by her recent discovery. The man she'd fallen head over heels in love with hadn't mentioned that he was married. Now her only desire was to escape the memory of his impossible promises. Her chance came when the train suddenly crashed, an accident that claimed several victims. A lovely young woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to Grace was counted among the dead...and believed by officials to be Grace herself. She quicly assumed the dead woman's identity, but soon found her problems hadn't disappeared - they had doubled!

The dancers whirled in mounting frenzy Serena's heart pounded as the insistent drumbeat of a primitive ritual filled the air. She had come to this remote South American village in a desperate attempt to find her brother. She had to make sure he was still alive... Fascinated, she stared at the dancing villagers. Sun speared off the shiny painted surfaces of their grotesque masks as they twirled in the blistering heat. Suddenly she saw a familiar face among the throng. Could it be...? She pushed her way through the human barricade crushing and squeezing against her. She had to get to him...

A glamorous city...where terror awaited. Natalie's decision to work in Monte Carlo for the summer thrust her into a strange glittering world. There she met Ramona, a millionaire's daughter—and a woman dangerously obsessed with gambling. Impulsively she tried to help when Ramona confided a terrible secret: she was being blackmailed. Natalie was sure they could outwit the scoundrel. But soon she, too, was drawn into a whirl of deceit that spun her faster and faster toward ruin.

Two years ago Rudolph Brink had shattered Janey's life and broken her heart into the bargain before deserting her. To do him justice,he had not known that she had had his child - and now that he did know he was insisting that they should marry. But although he was prepared to go so far to make amends, it was to be a marriage in name only, and meanwhile his old love, Sybil Rampling, seemed to be as much a part of his life as ever. And certainly he seemed neither to realise or to care that Janey still loved him. What hope had she of ever finding happiness with him?