He had seemed a suspicious sort on the coach with his black greatcoat and hat pulled low. But any man who was willing to protect Jillian St. Emey's virtue, and get shot in the process, certainly deserved her help. She had every intention of nursing this handsome scoundrel back to health and then making her way to London, alone. However, ridding herself of this mddening rogue was proving to be more vexing than she expected, for what had started as an amusing game of flirtation had suddenly become a battle for love. What had possed him to defend that outspoken female in the coach, Jack Mackinnon wondered. His secret mission for the British government left no time for getting shot and stranded on a desolate moor with a veritable shrew for company. It would be a devil of a time getting to London now, what with dodging bullets and avoiding the alluring charms of his new companion. But he was determined to complete his journey, and with this lovely lady at his side, it was bound to be an interesting one indeed.
Young and lovely Tracy Bodmin was as spirited and independent as the America she came from but love for her father made her yield to his hearts desire. Though William Bodmin had made his fortune in the New World, he dreamed of a title for his daughter in his native England and his wealth won a marriage proposal to Tracy from the proud Duke of Hastngs. Thus it was that Tracy voyaged full sail into the world of the aristocracy as wife to one of its most splendeid lords. behind she left Adam Lancaster, the handsome, rugged New Englander who adored her. Ahead lay fear and danger in the arms of a powerful, magnetic man whose mode of life and love she did not know.
Angelene knew it was dangerous to run away from home but she couldn't face a life of crime with her outlaw family. The handsome stranger who offered to help her on the trail was a godsend and a temptation. She was haunted by his enigmatic gaze, mesmerized by his muscular body. After years of loneliness and fear, Angelene longed to abandon herself to the desires this man aroused but she knew she would never be safe unless she left him and love behind. Rake Cardigan kenw the blond beauty was trouble the instant he saw her barrelling hell for leather down the remote backwoods trail. But she was an angel, with a wanton innocence that begged for a man's touch, and a vulnerability that made the cynical half breed ache to hold her close. Then she told him she meant to head east and marry a wealthy man, and Rake knew he'd been right the first time. She was trouble, but he could handle her. he would teach her a lesson about loving and leaving she'd never forget. He'd scorch her silken skin with wearing caresses, brand her rosy lips with fiery kisses until nothing but primitive passion shone in her treacherous angel eyes.
Cameron Forrester had lost all his money, his home, and his family in the War between the States, and now he was beginning to think he had lost his mind. What kind of father would pay a complete stranger to marry his daughter only to ensure this new husbands death shortly thereafter? Cameron understood revenge, he had his own plan for his family's killer with the money he was about to earn, but Angelina's father seemed bent on a course that could only lead to disaster. Yet once Cameron saw his bride to be with her honey colored hair, gray green eyes, and a waist small enough to span with his hands, he devised an ending of a most different kind. With practiced expertise he would kiss and caress this exquisite innocent, making her his in a sensual storm of passionate abandon. When her over protective father told her of her new suitor, Angelina O'Brien was uncertain of what to expect. She had seen how the lack of love between her parents had torn their marriage apart, and Angelina had no desire for a similar experience. Thus, she never dreamed she'd come face to face with a true war hero whose raven black hair and piercing eyes of blue drew her like a magnet. Angelina sensed that there was much more to themysterious Mr. Forrester than he was willing to tell, but the passion she felt for him could never be denied. She longed to run her fingers through his silken hair, feel the warmth of his lips on hers, and be held in the heat of his fierce embrace, forever his.
Meadowlark Russell had a crazy idea. What better way to flush out her fathers killer than to pretend the murder attempt had failed? So the gorgeous Apache half breed decided to continue her fathers work as the San Carlos Indian Reservation agent, signing his name and keeping things running until his enemy paid hera call. She didn't count on having other visitors especially one as nosey as Captain Brent McQuade. The handsome officer could ruin all her plans with his snooping, unless she found a way to distract him. But when he took her in his arms and kissed her, she suddenly realized that distracting him wasn't going to be as difficult as resisting the dangerous desires he awakened. Brent McQuade kenw Meadowlark was giving him the runaround, but he couldn't imagine why. All he wanted was a meeting with her elusive father. Well, that wasn't all he wanted. He had not been able to get the copper skinned beauty off his mind since he first saw her in those tight buckskin breeches. And he meant to get to know her very well indeed. He'd start by tasting the sweet honey of her lips, explore the silken heat of her smooth flesh, and finally uncover all the earing mysteries of her wild apache fire.
Daniella Blackwood could not wait to leave stuffy Boston and return to her family's Arizona ranch. But before the stagecoach reached its destination, a band of Chiricahua Apache captured Daniella and tied her to a towering pine tree. When lightning split the tree, Daniella awoke, free and unharmed. Awed, the APache adopted her and gave her a new name, Magic Woman. But no magic could protect Daniella from the bolt of passion that seared her senses when she first met Travis Colton. And while her second sight told her she would soon find his small son and rescue him from his captors, her heart demanded that tonight she must lie in the circle of Travis's strong arms, feel his lean body pressing hers, and surrender to loves ardent promise in a storm of passionate caresses. On his way home to his Arizona ranch from a visit to New Orleans, Travis Colton and his ten year old son were captured by a band of Cochise warriors, just short of Apache Pass. Left for dead, Travis managed to make his way home, determined to do whatever it might take to get his son back, even if that meant bargaining with Cochise himself. But amoung the first Apache he encountered on his search, he spied a small female warrior with waist length ebony tresses. Magically drawn to her, Travis found his way to Daniella Blackwoods side and into her heart. As if bewitched, he longed to stroke every inch of her lithe and lovely body, kiss her lips until she swooned in rapture, then share at last the unleashed spendor of this beloved womans Apache Magic.
As houseguest of one of the Huntington Museums board memebers, and busy with her sestoration project, art restorer Andrea Perkins is dimly aware of the discovery of a corpse on the grounds of the museum. LAPD detectives Tina Roberson and Eduardo Lpez, however, are very involved, exploring a connection between the dead body, a vagrant named Goochie murdered on his way back from the Santa Anita racetrack, and the acts of graffiti artist who is spraying garish clothes on the statues. But when the search for the killer begins to involve Andreas hostess, Andrea must confront a disturbing appearance of evil that even wealth and beauty cannot hide.
When Lance Garrett hired on at the MacDowell spread, the handsome southerner was sure he'd be taming broncs and roping steer. He nearly quit when he learned his job was to teach the boss's high spirited daughter some genteel manners, until he saw MaLou MacDowells lush curves, emerald eyes, and cascading golden hair. His hands ached to touch her, and his lips burned to kiss her all over, but the hot blooded drifter kenw she was off limits. He vowed to educate the feisty blonde, then ride fast and far to lose himself in the arms of a woman he'd paid to help him forget. Raised among men, cattle, and horses all her life, innocent MaLou MacDowell knew she'd better practice some feminie wiles if she ever wanted to marry the boy next door. Then she met Lance Garret, and the luscious beauty dismissed the idea of wedding her rance to her neighbors and thought only of appeasing her growing hunger for the rugged male. MaLou figured he'd fight her every step of the way, but she swore one day soon she'd be his student in love, when he'd take her to passions paradise and make her his own.
In her brother's breeches Miss Audacia Aderly was far too improper for words and for her own good. Hadn't she already been mistaken for a boy by none other than Lord Greydon, the dashing Roland himself. It was high time for udacia to be packed off to London to stay with godmother and learn the ways of the ton. The thought of udacia learning to become a lady was enough to bring Roland along for a laugh. But all too soon the delicious minx was abuzz with beaux and up to her pretty neck in scandal. Was it too late to be a proper London lady and capture the one she loved?
With the mark of Black Dawn upon her snowy flesh and the lure of riches beyond imagining, Ria Kingsley was diablesse, the she devil. Or so Chane Bellamy h ad named her, certain the witchery of the sea coursed through her veins. Even as his own blood pounded a wild pagan response. Storm clouds roiled in the depths of his eyes, and his moods were as unfathomable as the seas he sailed. Yet Captain Bellamy was the one man Ria trusted, the one man who could unearth both buried treasure and her hearts hidden desires.
Deep in a Louisiana bayou lurked the heart of darkness and Guy Poitiers penance. A tragedy in his youth had torn him away from sweetheart Mary Deveraux and consumed his life with guilt. Now only Marys white magic and a single gold coin offered clues to his salvation. Mary hadn't forgotten the Cajun boy who'd been her best friend. And now the grown up Guy was inspiring desires she knew he shared. But to settle the past, they would need to confront the very root of evil.
For she was a woman whose heart cried out for someone with whom to share her deepest thoughts. Someone like Jason Weir, the world weary soldier who had looked beyond her lovely face and into the depths of her soul. When his scarred body and tortured memories, Jason Weir was convinced that his tomorrows held little promise. Until fate intervened in the form of Elizabeth Falcrest, the blond haired goddess whose attention had him dreaming of an impossible future by her side.
Miss Melpomene Fiske, better known as Pommy, had marriage on her mind. But she did not have it in her plans. For marriage was what she vowed to escape. That was why she found herself alone and defenseless on the midnight streets of London. And that was how she was seized by the handsome, wealthy, and dissolute Lord Justin Harcourt. This dazzling gentleman wanted marriage just as little as she. Love, though, was a dangerously different story.
Emily Gorton knew from the nightly booming of cannons that war was fast approaching Block Island, but she never kenw how fast until the night Captain Rob Sears abducted her. After losing his ships doctor, Rob needed Emilys healing skills for his wounded men. Though outraged at his methods, Emily was ready to help, but she was far from ready to share quarters with the rugged captain. Long ago Emily swore medicine would remain her only love, y et when she experienced the hunger inRobs kisses and the sweet boldness of his touch, Emilys enflamed desires threatened to make h er his captive forever. Commited to the Colonial cause, Rob Sears had become a notorious runner of British blockades. Now, with a price on his head and a ship of wounded hands, he had to resort to kidnapping a woman for help. But Emily wasn't just any woman. The proud, golden haired vixen had stolen his heart, and Rob was determined to not only beat the British, but also to win over the woman who'd once thwarted him. And after Rob brought the fiery lass from a sea of misty embraces to the turbulent peaks of loves rapture, he'd claim his rightful place as captain of her heart.
Strong willed Leah Harding had her hands full protecting her family's vast ranch from scheming landgrabbers. So when ruggedly handsome gunslinger Calhoun Stevens suddenly showed up with an unproven claim on her family, she swore to test his passionate determination to its limits and scare him off for good. But as Leah gazed into his blazing blue eyes and found herself melting beneath his insistent caresses and shockingly sensual lips, she suddenly didn't mind if he stayed by her side and in her arms forever. To set his past to rights, Calhoun Stevens realized he'd have to convince the headstrong Miss Harding he was an honest man. he resolved to save her land and do his best to forget her tempting, shimmering fall of brown hair and flashing dark eyes. But once he drew the beautiful spitfire's slender body close and tasted her sweet, yielding kisses, Cal was claimed by a passion he was in no position to deny.
She is called Elise, as lovely as a knights dream. She conceals a shocking secret heritage, she is the illegitimate daughter of Henry II. He is Sir Bryan Stede. Known as the Black Knight, the fierce and magnificent warrior follows no law but his own until he beholds the exquisite Elise. His reluctant prisoner, she will become his most cherished bride. Against the pomp and pageantry of Midieval England, this is the passionate story of a man and a woman bound by a tempestuous love...a love that all the forces between heaven and hell cannot rend asunder.
Lady Caroline Waverly was but a girl when she vowed to remain unmarried, and even as a lovely young woman, she refuses to change her mind. Why should she? She is mistress of her own estate, and needs no man to support her. She has passionate, intellectual pursuits that a man would only mock. Let the handsome and gallant Lord Nicholas Daentry find his perfect match in the dazzling Countess Lavinia Welham. Caro would not dream of trying to best such a bewitching creature, until she finds the voice of reason drowned out by the longings of her heart.