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A Passion For Him

The man in the white mask was following her. Amelia Benbridge was uncertain of how long he had been moving surreptitiously behind her, but he most definitely was. She strolled carefully around the perimeter of the Langston ballroom, her senses …

Passion for the Game

Maria rose to her feet without haste, her movements leisurely as she set the post of her parasol to her shoulder and began to stroll. A carelessly affected glance behind her found Simon intercepting a couple intent on the same …

Seven Years to Sin

Alistair Caulfield’s back was to the door of his warehouse shipping office when it opened. A salt-tinged gust blew through the space, snatching the manifest he was about to file right out of his hand. He caught it deftly, then …

Ask For It

“Thank you for allowing me to repair myself here,” Elizabeth said softly from the doorway that led to the bedroom. She’d used the room that was meant to be hers–that of the lady of the house. Turning to face her, …

The Stranger I Married

“His Lordship is at home, my lady.” For a great many women such a statement was a common utterance and nothing of note, but for Isabel, Lady Grayson, it was so rarely heard, she could not remember the last time …