Deirdre was raised as a goddess protecting castle, family, and friends. I was immediately drawn to her. Her and her sisters erected many fences and learned to fight to keep men at bay. It made it very difficult to lower them even for someone interested in breaking down the walls. Pagan also had ...
I dislike giving poor reviews, if for no other reason than I am aware that each book takes a great deal of time and effort on the part of the author. However, I disliked this one a good deal. I was confused at times as to whose perspective I was reading in; it would be Linet whose mind and action...
Wealthy and powerful, the de Wares are one of the most respected noble families in England. The heirs to the de Ware legacy—Duncan, Holden, and Garth—are true warriors...and reckless lovers... Unlike his brothers, Garth de Ware had always preferred peace to war. As the youngest son, there were f...
The sun peered over the gray horizon, tentatively nudging the world awake like a late-arriving husband afraid to incur his wife’s wrath. The dark trunks of the apples and willows in the orchard released eerie wraiths of steam that wisped into the air, escaping their earthly prisons. Mist made a s...
Chase, freshly bathed and dressed in his trousers, lay on his belly across a flat rock overhanging the stream. He concentrated hard on the shimmering water below, careful not to let his shadow fall across the loyawh, trout, gliding in lazy loops beneath the surface. The fish circled the fine milk...
Linet cowered back, bumping the screen. He towered over her, his body strong and dark and blatantly male. He took a second step just in time to grab her upper arm, preventing her from toppling the screen completely over. She squirmed in his grasp, unable to do much more than spit quiet curses at ...
Wink’s talons gripped her leather glove, and the falcon cocked its head, studying her mistress’s curving lips with its one good eye. “Such a bonnie lass,” Rose purred, bobbing her arm to make Wink spread her splendid wings. The falcon might be maimed, but to Rose, Wink was the most beautiful bird...
"You could’ve knocked me over with a feather when Miss Mattie sashayed into camp," he said, wincing as Tom, the closest thing Paradise Bar had to a doctor these days, poked at the puckered pink flesh of his healing gut wound. "She sure did go pale as a frog’s underbelly when she first laid eyes o...
The weather had turned uncannily warm over the last few days, but the necessity for secrecy required that she keep the miserably stifling cloak about her. Her feet were blistered from the ill-fitting shoes and the pace Holden insisted on maintaining, and she could hardly stand her own camouflagin...
Her frustration only mounted with each passing hour that the cursed key remained missing. No doubt the four men trapped here in her solar were grateful she was presently soaking in a tub. Otherwise, she’d have the lot of them hanging from meat hooks on the wall. Godfry she’d leave alone for now....