The most important people in Rachel's life have died. She's all alone in the world, but she's just inherited a castle in the south of France… A castle reputed to be home to a different kind of creatures—Gargoyles.
The stories her aunt told her of them were pure nonsense, of course. Rachel knew such creature couldn't possibly come to life only at night to give wings to a woman's desires. Those tales were just to fuel a young girl's flight of fancy. Weren't they?
But on her first night at the castle, Rachel dreams of one of the great beasts. He comes to her in her dreams as a man, leaving her breathless and doubtful come morning. A part of her aches for more, even as she tries to convince herself her experience was all only a dream.
