WHO WAS ANNALISE ST. JOHN? — Who was this fragile beauty he had rescued from a watery grave? And why did she care so little whether she lived or died? The questions tore at Devlin Russell as he watched her awaken to life, slowly, like some impossibly delicate flower opening under his touch ... — ...
After taking a bullet while covering a story, photojournalist Matt Latimer finds that life has gone out of focus. He heads back to his hometown to reconnect to his roots and his craft, photography. Growing up, Matt was always around when Jessie Sinclair needed him most. Now that he's back, she ne...
HUSBAND WANTED... Nikki Beauvisage desperately needed her inheritance to keep her day-care center open. But she had to be married to get the money. Enter Sam Walker - the most arrogant, tantalizing man she'd ever met. And as Nikki said 'I do,' she had a sinking feeling she was in for a lot more ...
Heroes abound in this volume of three novels. In "Everything But Marriage", a loner rescues a fragile beauty from a watery grave. In "Charity's Angel", a sexy stranger appoints himself the guardian angel of a woman after her accident. In "Angel and the Bad Man", Angie doesn't have a reckless bone...
Boston socialite Lila Adams had a wedding day none of her guests would ever forget. It all started when Bishop McKenzie, a rugged gunslinger with whom Lila had spent one passionate night, barged up the aisle and claimed the bride as his own. Too shocked to argue, Lila was swept away to Colorado, ...
It was her wedding day, but the ashen girl in the mirror looked as if she faced a trip to the guillotine instead of a church. She started to pick up the brush that lay on the dressing table but her hand was shaking so badly that she doubted her ability to hold the brush, let alone use it. She let...
Flynn?" Flynn stared at the slice of pizza Becky was holding out and swallowed hard. Red with tomato sauce and dripping with cheese, it couldn't have looked more deadly to him if it had been laced with cyanide. "No thanks. You two go ahead and split it." One thing he'd for...
The expanse was broken up by cozy seating areas and potted plants. Over the murmur of hotel guests—arriving, leaving or just people-watching—was the muted lash of a fountain, complete with palm trees and pond. It was like walking into a movie set, and she found herself gawking shamelessly, wantin...
It seemed as if it was the only space in the entire room that wasn't occupied by people laughing and talking. Bud's Tavern wasn't quite what she'd expected Of course, her idea of what she'd find in a "den of iniquity" had been vague. This certainly met some of them. There ...
Aside from the fact that the bride and groom detested each other, the only possible barrier to the upcoming nuptials was the necessity of convincing Nikki's grandfather's attorney that they were getting married for the usual reasons. Lymon Beauvisage had foreseen the possi...
It was only three hours ago that Baby's recalcitrant engine had refused to start. There was still plenty of time for her to wash her hair and then work on the projects for tomorrow's class. By ten o'clock, when Maryann's key was inserted into the lock, Holly had managed to...
San Francisco does not seem the same without you. Though we hadn't known each other long, I feel as though we had become dear friends. I hope you feel the same. I was honored that you asked me to be at your wedding. Mr. Sterling seems like a good, kind man. Your brother, C...
Perhaps it was time to replace the big bike with something that made a little less noise and held a lot more stuff. He'd had the motorcycle for three years and he'd enjoyed it, but lately it was losing its appeal. As he stepped away from the bike, he eyed the small yellow ...
"Move in with me," Gabe repeated. "It's the perfect solution." "I don't see how," Diane said, obviously removing him from her list of allies. "That's because you haven't seen my place," Gabe said without rancor. "Gabe, it's awfully nice of you to of...
"You've just never ridden in the back of a truck before. Actually, this isn't bad at all." "Have you made a habit of hitching rides in the backs of moving vans?" "No. But I've done it once or twice and this one isn't bad. Look, we've got all the luxuries of home. Blankets, windows, a roof to keep...
Bracing his hands on his hips, the hammer dangling from between his fingers, he looked down at his handiwork and allowed himself a pleased smile. The old porch floor had been rotted through in more places than it had been solid. Luckily the joists underneath had still been sound so replacing the ...