Sylvie Sommerfield

SOFT AS VELVET Commanded to marry a Saxon heiress in order to secure her lands for his king, Norman knight Royce, Sword of William, did not expect to find the lovely creature who stood before him. Her flaxen hair billowed behind her, windswept from a recent ride. Her defiant eyes the color of cornflowers on a summer day revealed the intelligence and gentleness her awesome beauty could not hide. For once, Royce was struck speechless--and he knew that he would be the one to spark the fire that would set this maid aflame with desire. HARD AS STEEL He was the largest, most intense man she had ever encountered. His well-muscled chest rippled with every movement; his thick black hair fell in waves like the softest silk. But it was his gaze that both unnerved her and touched her soul. His golden eyes glanced over her body and heated her to the very core of her being. For though he was the Sword of William=-a knight so passionate and powerful on the battlefield, legends told his tale--Lynette saw the pain behind his handsome visage, and knew that she would be the one to heal the wounds of his tormented past.

Alone and afraid, Charity Gilbert slipped through the dark and twisted streets of Victorian London, never dreaming that ahead lay a life of luxury, a life of satin gowns and scented flowers and admirers vying for her favors. Jason Desmond - To the talented artist she was an angel whose lush blonde beauty was just waiting to be immortalized on canvas. Gregory Hamilton - Dissolute and manipulative, he saw Charity as a golden opportunity to destroy his most deadly enemy. Noah Morgan - For the notorious ladies' man she was Aphrodite, goddess of love, the one woman whose mysterious and innocent allure he would never forget.

It was a long ocean voyage from England to Virginia but Matt Deverall had a great deal to think about. He was aabout to embark upon a new life; that of a plantation owner. That America was in the midst of political turmoil with his native land did not worry him. He was not interested in politics; he was not going to get involved. But that was before he caught a glimpse of the mysterious beauty huddled in the darkness of the ship's bow, before he saw the creamy whiteness of her skin and the deep sea blue of her eyes. In that one moment he fell helplessly in love, had to make her his own, make her part of his life. Only destiny held another fate for these two; a fate that was rich in rapture...and stormy as the sea

"This Thanksgiving, be grateful for China Bayles--who teams up with an old friend to solve a complex case of theft and murder in a South Texas ranching community..."--

Flames of desire exploded in Sabrina's veins the moment she laid eyes on her new master, Clay Storm. She had an urgent need to -go to him, feel his manly strength, the hot-fire passion of his lips. And when he explored her flesh with gentle searching kisses, she knew she wanted to be more than his servant--she wanted to win his heart. Fires of love surged through Clay's blood the instant his blue eyes locked with the violet of Sabrina's. He held her bound against him with iron-hard arms, crushing her soft pliant curves to his body, claiming her honey-sweet mouth with his own. He had bought her, he would use her--but he'd never love her until the day she whispered... Tame My Wild Heart NOTE: The version available to borrow on openlibrary.org is missing the beginning portion of the prologue (after the title and a few opening pages with library, copyright, and other such information, it jumps to page 8 which is the second to last page of the prologue). I have borrowed the PDF version and have not confirmed that this is the case on the epub or online versions also available.