When they finally touched, passion set their souls on fire…but their friendship turned to ashes. Now Madeline feared she was no more than a mistress to him. And John was tormented by desire for–and doubts about–Madeline's love. Yes, Madeline loved John. But would love sustain her as they made the sensual journey from friends to lovers?

    When time came to collect on a debt, he didn't care whose toes were stepped on. He might be as stubborn as one of his own untested stallions, but he knew the value of a man's promise.One glance at Dany Daguerre told Sam she had no intention of honoring her ex-husband's contract. Especially if it involved riding a spitfire horse in a proper competition. Yet Sam offered her the chance to save her ranch -- if she'd share his impetuous dream of winning. A dream Sam unexpectedly found included a faithful promise of love...

    . .Monica left the chill of Chicago for the heat of New Orleans and her old career as a photographer for a new one as a journalist.Her prose could bring her prizes, but the greatest prize of all was one that only her heart could earn: editor Zach Dubois, the man who would belong to her alone--and forever.

    It was the summer that Brenna had firmly decided to do basically nothing until her yard was over flowing with all the neighborhood strays and she decided to form the Dog Protection Society. It was also the summer that Brenna fell in love with Simon, her brother’s best friend , who had a nasty habit of regarding her as a cross between a dog-sitter and a little sister. Would Simon ever understand that dog days were only the prelude to romantic nights?

    But did he care enough to give it?

    Amused by Will's arrogant demands, at first Joanne willingly acquiesced, but when she found herself unexpectedly attracted to him, she drew back in horror.For how could a proper, well-brought-up parson's daughter allow herself to fall in love with a ruthless womanizing opportunist...even if her very bones melted at a passing glance from his slate-gray eyes?

    But she soon discovered that psyching up the basketball team for victory was easy compared to the challenge she faced in dangerously seductive Lamar Steele. He owned the Galaxies and was determined to possess her, no holds barred. In his arms she fought like a tigress, then yielded with abandon, determined to win this game . . . no matter what the rules of play.

    Even when the Frenchman suspiciously disappeared the next morning--with a priceless Matisse she'd been guarding--Natasha couldn't forget the rush of ecstasy that had flowed between them. Marc made her feel more like a woman than any other man had, but his presence jeopardized her career. Could she afford the fleeting rapture of one night's deception?

    So Luc Devereux told Tory Allworth when she came to the ancient chateau he rated.The waves crashed against the cliffs with elemental fury and inevitability--the same inevitability that had brought Tory into his life to challenge the sea for his love.

    

    

    But being duped wasn't Shaw's style. After the court battle for Eric, he wanted out.Yet night after night, his smoky green eyes and seductive smile burned her senses. Soon Brandy was hopelessly in love with her temporary husband.Now that she had fallen into her own love trap, how could she persuade Shaw to follow?

    He blackmailed her into marriage; the last thing he thought about was love. But his hands and his lips made her resistance crumble. Soon Dawn had fallen desperately in love with her own blackmailer....

    When Brandon chartered the Sea Mist for two weeks, he was astonished to find her in charge. From the moment he set foot on board, Summer's nerves tingled with her awareness of this dashing stranger. Soon she was anchored in his arms, swept away by the wave of passion that engulfed them both.

    Why should she want to know anything about her family's heritage amid the dusty plains? What did she care about an old history? Then she caught her first glimpse of the windswept prairies, felt the presence of rolling mountains -- and met a tall, dark-haired boy as rugged and exciting as the vast country she would grow to love.

    Drew McKenna was running from her threatening ex. Fate stepped in with an excuse to be half a world away, in West Berlin. Rolf Erhardt wanted to escape, and would do anything to get out of the East. Suddenly he saw his chance, the daughter of America’s most brilliant scientist—now a pawn within his grasp. A plane full of innocents, grounded because of a storm and held prisoner in East Germany, would be freed only with Drew’s promise to help Rolf escape the country. The promise: so alarming, yet so crystal clear, she had no choice but to agree. Neither Drew nor Rolf could guess that their desperate struggle for freedom from chains of the past would arouse unbidden passions--so like the wild and wicked storm that had brought them together. Though Rolf coerced Drew into a secret marriage, from their first kiss—her first sigh—Drew’s heart became his willing hostage. But once Rolf secures asylum in the United States, no longer requiring their union, will he simply throw Drew aside—into a freedom she no longer desires?

    

    

    Her natural reticence melted in his fiery embrace; time and again she was swept away ... only to awaken alone, abandoned by this man she'd married for his mistress, the sea.Furiously, Kathy poured her energies into her job. But Blake wished to deprive her of even that until she decided to fight back: for her independence, for her career, for the man she loved.

    Roy's kisses were as exciting as the daring life he held out to her. But Julia was afraid of the passions he so easily evoked, afraid that the love he offered was as unreal as his celluloid world. Yet when he held her, nothing mattered but the ecstasy that only he could give.

    From the moment Tracy Cole stepped into his Idaho wilderness she knew she had met her match. Her employer, Magnum Mining Company, wanted Marc's land, and she was there to buy it. But Marc didn't want to do business with her. Instead, he wanted something completely different, something she wasn't sure she was ready for. She had always seen herself as Tracy Cole, lady executive; but Marc thought of her as Tracy Cole, woman!