You’re mine. All mine. I will consume you, piece by piece, and I will never be done. . . -Emma awakened each morning feeling increasingly exhausted and weak, as though she was slowly being drained of life. And rather than reviving her, sleep seemed to deplete her further. Most disturbing of all was the voice she heard in her dreams threatening to consume her until nothing was left.With his pale, translucent skin and deep, dark eyes, there was something unearthly about Matthew, the Home Health Aid hired by Emma’s dad, but somehow he inspired Emma’s trust. So when he asked her permission to use his powers to help her, she gave it willingly.Suddenly he was appearing in her dreams. . . making love to her. . . filling her with newfound strength. But in the light of day, Emma was conflicted. Who. . . or what. . . had she permitted to enter her dreams. . . and what did he want from her?