Rowleston — Barbara Riefe

“MY DEAR, IT WILL ONLY BE FOR A FEW WEEKS…”

With these words beautiful young Regency heiress Janet Fowler was induced to enter the forbidding edifice of Rowleston, high on Land's End above the crashing sea. This was no ordinary insane asylum, Janet was assured. Rather it was the home of the most enlightened healing, where Janet could recover from the shock of her mother's death. She would soon be rejoining her love in London, her cure complete.

But from the moment her guardian angel closed the door behind him, and Janet tried to face the smiling doctor who was now her total master, Janet sensed it had all been a lie. This place was no haven but a human hell. This man was no saintly physician but a satanic meddler with the body and the mind. And Janet was not meant to leave, not in a few weeks or years or ever -- not while she still had a breath of life or a spark of sanity…