Hellish secrets smoldered in the ashes of Anne Marquel's childhood home. She'd fled the estate in silent desperation over a decade ago, confiding in no one--not even her girlhood hero, young Connor McLeod. But the fire forced her to return, and she soon discovered that flames alone couldn't exorcise the unspeakable terror that stalked her... . Only the promise of seeing Connor tamped down her horror. But a very adult, very virile Con ignited alarming new heat, conjuring sensual visions of candlelight... whispered kisses . . . and midnight lace... . Yet even as embers of love and desire warmed her, Anne's longings froze into fear. For the menace behind her shocking secrets still glimmered in the ruins of Yesterday's Dream... .