Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

You start out thinking you’re reading a suspenseful, gorgeous, gothic romance. You can smell the blood-red rhododendrons in the garden, feel the mist on your face at the turbulent beach, hear the footsteps of the sinister housekeeper outside your room …

… and then BAM! You’re suddenly reading an entirely different, suspenseful, gorgeous gothic romance, one with shocking plot twists that were perfectly hidden in front of you the whole time. And on the final page, you realize you’ve just read a masterpiece of brilliant and beautiful execution.



Ancient, beautiful Manderley, between the rose garden and the sea, is the county’s showpiece. Rebecca made it so – even a year after her death, Rebecca’s influence still rules there. How can Maxim de Winter’s shy new bride ever fill her place or escape her vital shadow?

A shadow that grows longer and darker as the brief summer fades, until, in a moment of climactic revelations, it threatens to eclipse Manderley and its inhabitants completely.