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A Perfect Lady


From Musa Publishing

The McKenzie Brothers: Book 3


Will their one night of passion lead to a lifetime of love?

When a night of passion leads to scandal, Rebecca Alexander has but one option; marry the man responsible for her downfall, or be cast from her prominent family.  Unfortunately, all she can recall from that fateful night is the man’s name, and the memory of remarkable seductive skill.

American sea captain James McKenzie is no stranger to scandal, but this one comes with an angry father. One with the means to make James right his wrong. Faced with the choice between marrying Rebecca or being pressed into the Navy, James reluctantly takes a wife he neither wants nor needs.

As they journey from the West Indies to America, Rebecca and James realize there is something between them, something even stronger than their desire for one another. And if James’s past doesn’t come back to haunt him, he might even discover that his wife is indeed, a perfect lady for him.

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The Pursuit

From Musa Publishing

The McKenzie Brothers: Book 1

Born into privilege, Katherine Bainbridge never thought the day would come when she would be happy to find work as a maid. But having fled London to avoid being tried, convicted and hanged for murder, she will take whatever work she can get—even if the offer comes from the most beautiful man she has ever seen.

Garrett McKenzie needs to staff his new home, but when he sees Katherine the position that comes to mind does not involve mops and buckets. Determined to woo his lovely new maid into his bed, he will do whatever necessary to keep her there.

But when Katherine’s past comes back to haunt her, Garrett will do whatever he has to in order to prove that she can trust him with her life, as well as with her love.

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Playing with Fire


From Musa Publishing

The McKenzie Brothers: Book 2

Honor and love war for dominance in this Regency tale.

The last place Heather Morgan thought she’d find herself was in a house of Eros. There she waited to be sold to the highest bidder as a way to pay off her father’s mountain of debt to the proprietor of the gaming house holding the auction.

Drew McKenzie had no intention of buying a mistress. But something about the delicate beauty with chestnut hair and gold-flecked dark eyes stirs something inside him. He's been hurt before and isn’t willing to risk his heart a second time.

But when Heather's scandalous past is exposed, Drew must choose between his love for Heather, or his family’s honor. Caught between the two, Drew realizes what it means to be playing with fire.

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Devil in Disguise


From Wild Rose Press

Montgomery Series Book #2


Broken-hearted, Andie Sinclair escapes to England and a new life, leaving her ex-fiancé in Philadelphia. Crossing paths with the notorious rake Gerard Montgomery was never part of her plans. When another man asks for her hand she must choose between the man she wants and the one who professes his love.


Gerard Montgomery, Viscount Bridgeton, has also risked his heart and lost, but Andie stirs something in him much stronger than lust. However, proving he can be trusted without hurting her will be difficult, especially when a desperate man sets his sights on Andie. Can he prove his love before the only woman he’s ever loved makes the most dangerous mistake of her life?


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Tiger Eyes


From Samhain Publishing


Love takes no prisoners


Captain Gabriella Markham is accustomed to standing on the deck of her ship, wind in her face. Not rotting in a dank hold on an enemy’s ship. There’s only one thing on her mind: revenge on the pirate responsible. Until she realizes the seriously injured man sharing the darkness is Captain Diego Cruz, the man she almost married.

When Diego opens his eyes, he finds himself twice cursed. Not only was he attacked and taken, he’s marooned on an island with the woman who betrayed him five years earlier. Even worse, the fire between them still burns. And the faster he heals, the harder she is to resist.

Desperation cracks their resolve. Passion consumes them, but it only reopens the wounds of the past. Survival is only the first step in a quest to find out who hired another pirate to see them dead—and why. Only then will they learn if their hearts will survive on the fragile strand of trust that still hangs between them…


Warning: This book may lead to fantasies involving deserted islands, passionate affairs, and a belief in true love.


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After the Storm


From the Wild Rose Press!

When her father’s death leaves her in need of the protection of marriage, Miranda MacDonough travels from her home in Scotland to live in England with an aunt she hardly knows. There, she will learn everything necessary to make her into an acceptable society lady. The only problem is, the one man who makes her heart beat faster and her breath difficult to catch belongs to someone else.

Hugh Montgomery, the Duke of Thorpeton, has spent his life doing exactly what was expected of him, right down to the woman he is expected to marry, one chosen for him. What he hadn’t expected was to meet a woman such as Miranda, who will turn his world upside down and leave him torn between honoring his father’s dying wish or surrendering to his desire.

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Eden's Pass ~ Samhain Publishing
ISBN - 1-59998-914-X


Love can blow even a true pirate off course.

Finn Eden will do anything to escape a life of slavery on a Barbados sugar plantation. Even risk her life disguised as a cabin boy aboard a pirate ship, putting up with the drunken captain’s slovenly habits. Then her patience nets her an unexpected opportunity: A ship of her own. Half the profits. And freedom. Too bad the captain conveniently left out a small detail; there’s a price on his head.


Captain Inigo Sebastiano is a ruthless pirate with a years-long score to settle with the man who raped and murdered his wife. The truce he’s struck with the fiery Finn is uneasy in more ways than one, but his unsettling reaction to his new cabin “boy” is explained when he uncovers her true identity. Ever the gentleman pirate, he’ll help his lovely new bedmate keep her secret. For now. When the time is right, it’s a secret he’ll use to his advantage.


But the spitfire in his bed rekindles something in his heart he thought had died. As Inigo closes in on his quarry, he begins to wonder if Finn’s freedom—and her trust—is a sacrifice he’s willing to make.


Warning: this book may lead to fantasies containing gorgeous pirates with sexy accents.


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You Belong to Me ~ The Wild Rose Press

ISBN-10 - 1601542038

ISBN-13 - 978-1601542038


A marriage of convenience, to a man she'd only just met, was the only way to protect Brenna McIntyre from the cruel viscount determined to have her no matter what. The only problem was a most unwilling groom. The last thing Tony Radcliffe wanted, or needed, was a wife - even if their marriage was in name only. Left without a choice, he relented, but remained determined to keep Brenna at arm's length. The journey from Ireland to America sparks a desire neither had expected, and one too powerful to ignore, even as the shadow of Brenna's past threatens the peace she's found in Tony's arms.

 

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Excerpt from You Belong to Me

CHAPTER ONE


Ireland, 1789


Nothing made Brenna McIntyre jump quite as badly as the short, no-nonsense rap she heard against the oak door of her chambers. That knock meant only one thing.


Charles McIntyre stood on the opposite side of the threshold, and their meeting would not end well for her.


“Open the door, git.” Charles’s voice, deep and cold, like the black waters of a bottomless river, was soft but by no means gentle. In fact, when his wife was not around, he made no attempt a’tall to hide his dislike for his stepdaughter.


Brenna stared at the door, wondering if she dared ignore his command. It mattered not whether she obeyed or disobeyed. He would still discipline her, as he preferred to call it. And according to him, she was constantly in need of discipline. She was a disgrace, a harlot, reveling in the attentions of the men and boys whose paths she crossed, and it was his duty as her father to correct each fault.


Especially, as he so often pointed out, if he ever hoped to marry her off.


He knocked again, louder this time. “I said, open up. Do so at once!”


She sighed softly, setting her book aside, and rose slowly from the comfortable chair in the corner where she had been enjoying a pleasant hour. She smoothed the wrinkles from the skirt of her emerald green silk gown, lest Charles see them and discipline her for allowing her clothes to become what he considered shabby.


The uneven floorboards beneath her feet creaked with each step. However, the key turned without protest, as the lock on her door was kept well oiled. Brenna fought to control the quiver in her hand as she twisted the knob and opened the door.


“Moving a bit slow this eve?” Charles sneered, his dark gray eyes slivers of coal-infused ice as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

She stepped back. “My foot had fallen asleep,” she explained, making certain she kept her voice appropriately meek and quiet. “I did not wish to fall.”


“I see.” He continued to stare her down, arms folded over his narrow chest. He was a deceptive, slender man, but she knew from experience that a blow from him packed the strength of a man twice his size.


She stood there, her belly twisting into knots that made breathing most difficult. Charles did not seem particularly troubled and this was the mood she most feared. At least when he was angry, his attacks were not surprises. However, this calm demeanor could mean anything.

Lifting her eyes to his, she said, “Did you need me for something, Father?”


His stare raked her from head to toe. “You’ll need to dress appropriately for supper this evening. I suggest the dark orange dress I brought from Dublin.”


Brenna swallowed the flinch rising to her lips. The burnt orange silk and taffeta gown he’d brought her was one of the ugliest garments she’d ever seen, buried beneath yards of unfashionable, stiff ivory lace, and more bows than she would have thought possible to stitch onto a gown. Fortunately, it wasn’t often she was told how to dress, and therefore could forget about it.


“Aye, Father,” she replied, casting her gaze to the bare floor. The scuffed and scratched oak offered little warmth in the cold and withheld heat in the summer. Thankfully, it was a crisp September day, so the floor was neither too warm nor too cold.


“Are you not even the least bit curious as to why I wish you to dress in your finest?”

She forced herself to meet his cool gaze. “I must admit, I am a mite curious, sir.”

An equally chilly grin lifted the corners of his thin mouth. “At last I have found the man to take your ungrateful hide from beneath my roof.”


Though she was accustomed to his disparaging slurs, his words still stung. In the ten years since he’d wed her mother Dara, Brenna had tried to make Charles like her, to endear herself to him, all to no avail. He never hesitated to remind her of the burden she’d been to him, how he’d only allowed her to live beneath his roof because of his love for Dara. It was Brenna’s own love for her mother that kept Charles’ snide remarks and use of his fists on her a secret as well.


“You have?” she asked, unable to keep the surprise from her voice. Though she knew Charles intended to marry her off, it seemed it would never happen. After all, how was she to wed if he refused to allow her to be courted? As she approached her twenty-second year, she feared she’d remain firmly on the shelf, dying a spinster.


“Aye. I feared I’d never find an acceptable gent fool enough to actually ask for your hand, but it seems your witch’s face is every bit the charm as I feared. Although, you’ll not allow him to sample your charms ere vows are taken. Unlike the others I’ve caught you with.”


“I’ve done nothing of the sort,” she replied without thinking. “I know not why you accuse me otherwise, when I remain in this room most of my days.”

Charles’ eyes narrowed. She didn’t see his hand move, but then he backhanded her soundly across the face. The blow sent her reeling, hitting the floor with a whump, and sliding across the polished surface.


“Liar!” he growled, standing over her, hands on his hips as he glared down at her. “I’ve seen you, you little trollop. Smiling and flirting with gents at every turn.”

Brenna blinked back the stinging tears in her eyes, lifting a hand to her cheek even as she glanced at his hand. Charles had removed the heavy gold and ruby ring he normally wore, so she was quite certain he’d left no mark. It was a gift, his ability to backhand her cheeks without leaving any trace of the blow. Only her back and legs bore signs of his temper, and those she took great pains to keep hidden at all times.


“I do not flirt,” she choked, rubbing the throbbing spot on her cheek. “I bid a good morning or evening. That’s all.”

His foot caught her solidly between the ribs, cutting off her air for a long, painful moment. As she lay sputtering on the floor, he crouched beside her, gripping a handful of her long braid to yank her head up from the floor. “Hear me and hear me well, you little Irish trollop, I’ll not tolerate this sass in front of Lord Halstead. If you do anything, anything at all, to ruin this evening, I promise, you will regret it.” He released her hair with a jerk, as if touching her disgusted him. “Is that understood?”


Brenna swallowed against the choking sob rising in her throat, managing to whisper, “Aye, sir,” as softly as she could.


“Very well. You will be down in one hour and you will wear the orange gown.” He straightened up and moved back to the door. “Remember, anything at all.”

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