UNITED KINGDOM AUTHOR · HISTORICAL ROMANCE · FICTION
Penelope Neri
British-born Penelope Neri is the award-winning author of thirty novels in the historical romance and romantic suspense genre. She has also contributed novellas to several romance anthologies. The mother of three grown children, Penelope lives in exotic Hawaii with her husband of thirty-five years, and their two dogs. She enjoys traveling, reading, painting, and—of course!—writing.
They were all dead.
— from Obsession, 2007
Most acclaimed
Desert Captive
1989
SENSUAL OASIS Kidnapped from her French Foreign Legion escort, indignant Alexandria Harding had every reason to despise her nomad prince captor. He'd forced her brother tope into the ruthless Saharan wasteland, bound and tortured the soldiers sworn to protect her--then ordered the independent firebrand to share his saddle! But as they traveled to his isolated mountain kingdom, the proper, demure Englishwoman couldn't help but be aware of the strength of his embrace and the thrumming of his heart. Without knowing when it happened, Alexandria found her hate melting into desire, with a force that could never be denied... MIDNIGHT MIRAGE When the powerful chieftain Sharif Al 'Azim found the green-eyed temptress trespassing with his expansionist enemies, he knew he had to keep the sumptuous spire. Faced with such voluptuous beauty it was easy for the virile leader to forget that his people would demand her life in vengeance against the whites, that his jealous concubine awaited him, or that a British prisoner could start a war with the Empire. All he could see were her luscious curves, all he could smell was her scent of roses, all he could feel was her ecstatic response as he made love to his delicious DESERT CAPTIVE
Bold breathless nights
1989
HE COULDN’T BELIEVE HER LIES When Roarke Gilchrist first found a coarsely clad beauty nearly buried in new-fallen snow, he took desperate measures to revive her. He warmed her with his naked body and thoroughly massaged every inch of her flawless skin. Convinced she was a slave, the lusty laird plundered her charms and took his pleasure. But when he discovered this was no lowly chattel, Roarke felt misled and suspected this ebony-haired wench was sent to be his assassin. Whatever her mission, the virile male planned to take advantage of each heated moment the mysterious goddess was in his embrace--in his chambers if she was innocent and in his dungeon if she was a spy! SHE COULDN’T RESIST HIS LIPS When high-born Catriona felt the first touch of warmth after having been cold so long, the grateful girl clung to the towering strength of the man who’d saved her life. But as she succumbed to a tidal wave of ecstasy, she was horrified: perhaps this handsome stranger was her would-be killer who’d left her to die in the blizzard. Each waking moment Catriona plotted her escape. Then Roarke would sensually caress each of her silken limbs and his tongue would trace each of her smooth curves. And even as her mind fought his masterful invasion, her unsatisfied body made her a willing victim of Roarke's exciting touch and an eager prisoner of his BOLD BREATHLESS NIGHTS
Sea Jewel
1986
Viking Trilogy #1 TEMPEST OF FURY When arms of steel trapped her slender waist and hungry lips branded her lustrous skin, 18 year old Freya's rage exploded. How dare her enemy ignore her noble birth and treat her like any other female captured in battle! But even as the wild-haired beauty vowed eternal revenge, the spark of ecstasy was kindled deep inside her, and her supple body betrayed her. Then she couldn't help but swear allegiance to the man who made her vibrate with passion and beg for satisfaction... WINDSTORM OF LUST Hot- tempered Alaric, 23, had long planned the humiliation of his hated foe's daughter. Finally he clasped her hard against him and made free with her ample womanly charms... but the ruthless prince never expected her musky feminine scent to intoxicate him, her full provocative curves to drive him wild. Alaric had thought only of making the wench from across the ocean his lowly bedchamber slave; he'd never accept that now she was mistress of his heart, his treasured, beloved SEA JEWEL