The dream was always the same. First, a soft tapping, then shadowy figures, then a silvered mirror splintering with blinding light. Mariel would wake up sobbing in terror. She knew the dream was a warning--the same warning her mother had whispered: don't go back, never go back. But her mother was dead now, and San Francisco beckoned to her, a city glistening with the promise of a new beginnings...
She gladly accepted a position as personal secretary to wealthy Mrs. Collier. Then she began to fall in love--unwillingly, inexorably--with the very man she suspected her mother had feared. As the golden city became a place shrouded in fog and shadows, Mariel realized the secrets of the past could yet destroy her. And it was her dream that held the key to either happiness or horror...if only she could find it before she was trapped in love's illusion--caught in a deadly CRYSTAL WEB...
Bland characters and an even more bland romance, this reminded me more of the 60s/70s gothics rather than late 80s as there was very little romance in it, she barely interacted with the so called hero of the book and she was still in love with another man half way through. The gothic part was also quite bland, disappointing over how much it cost me.