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HER BEAUTY WAS THE SPARK... Her hair was black silk against her ivory skin; her gray eyes burned with opal fire. The love child of King Edward IV, Roseanna was pledged to her father's most prized warrior. He was dark, strong, and commanding, and in the bedchamber, where he forced her to honor her marriage vows, she learned to crave his intoxicating touch. And still she swore not to love him even as she surrendered to the dark rapture of ...THE RAVEN. HIS PASSION WAS THE FIRE... His shoulders were broad within the coat of mail that made him invulnerable to everything but Roseanna's innocence. Obsessed with taming the fiery beauty who inflamed his flesh, Ravenspur fell in love, knowing ruthless men plotted to topple the king he served and at the heart of the intrigue was she who would be either his death or his salvation... THE ROSE. |
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THE DOVE... She'd been bought for a strip of land then abandoned: a bartered bride, married by proxy, determined to wreak revenge. As innocent Sara Bishop she'd paid dearly for freedom from her cruel, mocking family. As flame-haired, jade-eyed Sabre Wilde, she would scandalize Queen Elizabeth's court as she set out to seduce her unknown husband, become his mistress - and make him her slave. THE HAWK... The Queen's favorite, called The Sea God, his white teeth flashed in his bronze face as his deep, virile voice boomed orders to his men. He branded Sabre with his searing kiss and his masterful touch, not even aware she was already his wife. Captain Shane Hawkhurst knew how to command, how to subdue and ravage an enemy, but was he prepared to be caught in passion's merciless snare by a fiery beauty who ruled his heart and inflamed his senses? |
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