THE FACE IN HER MIRROR...It was her face. It had to be. But it looked as unfamiliar as this morning's headlines, as frightening in its strangeness as the bogeymen who'd haunted her childhood dreams.

THE NAME IN HER BED...His name was Nicholas Steele, and it seemed likely he was her husband. Though his touch was unfamiliar, she was hopeless to escape his power to stir her passion.

THE TERROR IN HER FUTURE...She might indeed be Deborah, a woman who had taken her husband's love and twisted it into something foul and frightening. That would be bad enough. Because if she wasn't Deborah, then Nicholas had murdered his wife - and she was in love with a man with blood on his hands.