What was strange was the silence that followed. She never thought to look for her missing husband in Vienna -- until she saw him in a newsreel shot there at the scene of a deadly fire. Then she caught a glimpse of him in a newsreel shot of a crowd near a mysterious circus fire and knew it was more than strange. It was downright sinister.Vanessa is propelled to Vienna by the shocking discovery. In her charge is young Timothy Lacy, who also has urgent problems to solve. But her hunt for answers only leads to more sinister questions in a mysterious world of white stallions of Vienna. But what promises to be no more than a delicate personal mission turns out to involve the security forces of three countries, two dead men, a circus and its colourful personnel. And what waits for Vanessa in the shadows is more terrifying than anything she has ever encountered.

    And then suddenly beautiful Bianca Trael had nothing. Within hours her husband had turned against her, and her blissful marriage had been rined by the most degrading of scandals.It seemed impossible, but it had happened-and it was only the beginning of Bianca's nightmare. For the evil that had crushed her marriage now followed her to a town house in a quiet Washington suburb...a house in which trusted firends became enemies...and an unknown secret held her only chance for survival...

    A Search for Her Past.When pretty Amy Dalton arrived at Falcon Hill to reunite with her family, the eerie magnificence of the old plantation hung over her like a sinister shroud.How had her sister mysteriously disappeared? Why did her mother refuse to recognize her? What were the ghostly sounds that terrorized her nights?Even the thrill of a new romance seemed threatened with disaster as Amy's every move was shadowed by those determined to bury forever the horrifying secret of Falcon Hill.

    

    Nyx had finally found the love affair of a lifetime -- and then vanished without a trace. Now the only hope of finding Nyx was for Katie to assume her identity... When they were young children, Katie and Nyx would delight in confusing friends and relatives by assuming one another's identity. But that was years ago, and Katie wasn't sure that she could pull off their favorite old trick all by herself. And besides, to take on her sister's identity this time, Katie would need to deceive the man who loved Nyx. He was the only man who could help solve the mystery--and he was the only man ever to steal her heart!

    Contents7 • Snowfall • (1965) • novelette by Elizabeth Walter43 • The New House • (1965) • novelette by Elizabeth Walter71 • The Tibetan Box • (1965) • short story by Elizabeth Walter89 • The Island of Regrets • (1965) • novelette by Elizabeth Walter125 • The Drum • (1965) • novelette by Elizabeth Walter

    

    

    

    But her charge, Todd Hawk, was a strange and frightened child, obsessed with guilt for his brother Oliver's death.Todd's handsome, tormented father, Arthur Hawk, had banished all trace of Oliver from his home -- but someone in the household was dedicated to keeping the boy's memory alive.Swept up by emotions she could not control, Stella fought desperate to solve the mystery behind Oliver's death -- only to find herself an unwanted intruder, prey to the evil that haunted Hawk House...

    Captain Jabez Warren had built it, an exact replica of one in her beloved Scotland, for his beautiful young bride. But she died a year later, and his own death in mysterious circumstances followed soon after.Now the castle was the property of Professor Perry Warren and his lovely, impulsive daughter Eve...and within hours after moving in they began to feel that they too were doomed to inexplicable deaths.What were the strange blue lights on the wrecked schooner? Who was the invisible presence in the locked tower room? Did the ghost of Captain Jabez still stalk the castle's empty, echoing halls?These and many other questions plagued Eve Warren. There was also the problem of the two men who sought her hand, both of whom seemed to harbor their own secrets. And the menace grew with each minute that ticked by...