An American journalist is trapped in Nazi Germany in this variation on the Sleeping Beauty theme.

"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 ..."--Provided by publisher

Jules is recovering from a recent failure when her mysterious uncle makes her an offer she can't refuse: restore his bed and breakfast the Briar Rose.When Jules inherits the Briar Rose bed and breakfast from her strange and mysterious uncle, she thinks it will be the opportunity of a lifetime for her and her husband, Paul. But Jules and Paul soon discover that the Briar Rose holds many secrets: one of them about the murders that took place a year prior, when two of the guests never checked out.

When the steely, practical Captain Lionel Redmayne is shot by unknown killers and left for dead, Rhiannon Fitzgerald finds him and takes him back to her ramshackle gypsy cart to help him heal. As Redmayne's confinement continues, the two attempt to ferret out the would-be killers --and find themselves falling head over heels in love.

An allegorical retelling of Sleeping Beauty. It features a princess who dreams of a succession of kissing princes, and a fairy who inhabits her dreams, regaling her with legends of other sleeping beauties. A look at the power of romantic desire.

The Thicket opens into intimate encounters with the more-than-human world—rivers, birds, stones—and with a “you” that is not a person, necessarily, but also not not a person: maybe God, maybe an aspect of the self, maybe neither or both. Often speaking of/to the small or overlooked (weeds by a roadside, an abandoned silo), the poems orient themselves toward edges, transitional spaces like the one where fields shift into woods. Where does one body stop? The Thicket takes an interest in becoming, one thing flowing into something else. Excerpt from “At Cape Henlopen” All night wind insists in the trees, its unsteady hush funneling us down into sleep under the tender shelter the oaks, even leafless, make—all night their trunks creak and sigh and speak. Speak to me—I think the word protect until its edges dissolve, inside the tent that wraps us like another, thinner skin, rocked and chastened by the wind that doesn’t cease . . .

In a small town in Colorado rests an old lodge with a big secret.Maxine Finch and Simon York, a recently married couple with little money, use their limited honeymoon funds to buy a foreclosed inn in the tiny snowy town of Silver Ridge, Colorado, but when strange things start happening in the middle of the night, Maxine and Simon wonder if their investment is a dangerous mistake.