The Haunting of Brier Rose — Patricia Simpson

In the falling dark...

No longer was Brierwood the sanctuary Rose Quennel had cherished all her young life. Her beloved home had become a place of whispering shadows and blossoming fear. Night after night, against her will, a faceless figure crept into her room, into her very dreams, murmuring to her, caressing her, tempting her to taste unknown pleasures and unsuspected desires.. . .

And it was clear that the shadows had begun to spread over Brierwood the day Taylor Wolfe had arrived. The strange, bitter man seemed to haunt her every waking moment--but could he also be the night creature who had taken possession of her dreams? Her heart cried out against the thought--even as she trembled at the coming darkness....