In the wake of the Great War, and an epidemic that had had ripped the country to shreds, 1919 dawned as Britain slowly pieced itself back together. Few families had not suffered loss and heartache, but life must go on, and a new decade was on the horizon. The Crawford's were a respectable London family of inherent wealth and good social standing. But the war and its aftermath had not discriminated on wealth or power and they had not escaped the heartbreak. The London socialite scene no longer held the appeal it once had, so when a new opportunity landed at their doorstep, Catherine Crawford was quick to take up the offer. Marchwood Hall was an idyllic retreat. A quaint country manor where the family could escape the busy city life, and take time to heal. But Marchwood Hall had seen its own share of heartbreak and tragedy. Closed up and abandoned, for too long it had lain in wait, in want of someone with whom to share its secrets. Pain and blood are some things the Crawfords just can't leave behind.

*sequel to BEHIND THE MASK* I lived so happily for a year. And then I turned fourteen. And everything changed. My Shadow, my... My aunt. She had to go away from me. And after thirteen years of searching, that question that burned a hole in my heart and cost me so much pain, physically and mentally.... And now, she's just going to leave? Please stay, Rebecca.

My name is Raja. Raja Blank. I haven't got a last name. See, I'm an orphan at Annie's Orphanage. The owner's name isn't Annie. She just loves the movie. Her real name is Candice, but everyone here calls her Candy. All my life, I've seen this masked woman in the shadows. I live in New Orleans, Louisiana and she wears a Mardi Gras mask. I have to find out who she is... And why she tracks my every move. But the secrets I reveal aren't at all what I expected.