But the mystical power that filled him awoke his brother's hatred and envy. Dull Knife would do anything to take what was his.The WomanSlender and lovely, the white captive had long ago caught Wind Warrior's eye. She was the kind of beauty who could make a man forget all else in the exquisite pleasures of the night. But when Dull Knife plotted to steal her away, the rivalry between the two brothers would come to a head, a prophecy would be fulfilled and with her daring rescue, a great passion would be born.

    But when her stagecoach was attacked by Comanche warriors, the auburn-haired beauty wished she'd never left St. Louis. Then all at once the renegades were gone --- and she was being cradled in the strong arms of fellow passenger Wade Morrow. The handsome half-breed had saved her life, and though they were all alone on the vast Texas plains, she suddenly felt safer than she ever had before. For she'd finally found the man who could ease the loneliness in her soul, and bring rapture to her heart!SHE RESCUED HIS HEARTThough Comanche blood ran in Wade Morrow's veins, he'd been adopted by a white family as an infant, and knew nothing of his Indian heritage. Still, something in him yearned for the wild, untamed land where he was born. So he headed to west Texas to join his past with his future --- and ended up with Jennifer Andrews in his arms! Wade knew from bitter experience that no white woman would ever want him, and he tried to harden his heart against the sweet desire she awakened. But soon he realized there was no denying the passion they were destined to share in the magnificent glow of the . . . COMANCHE SUNSET!

    Her kind has driven his people from their home, and the last thing he needs is a woman whose beauty dazzles him, and whose awakening passion robs him of his reason. But a force greater than both of them has now brought them together and will ultimately transform both their lives.

    He was all that a Sioux maiden could want in a mate. But though she'd been raised in the village, Meadow was not really one of the People. Her parents had been white, and her past would bring unexpected disaster upon her band of Oglala.MEADOWShe was his to love, her flaxen hair shining like gold on the furs as he stroked her sweet body. But when she was ripped from his arms after a single night as his wife, Black Horse swore he would rescue her from the pony soldiers. Even if he lost his own freedom, his life, he would gaze one more time into the beautiful jade green eyes of the woman who possessed his soul.

    It was to them that she entrusted her dearest treasure, a secret she can hardly bear. Now, Emma sets out to search for the piece of herself she left behind--and unexpectedly finds the love of a man who makes her whole.

    But an attraction develops as Tess Summar fights to save her reluctant patient's life. When she is attacked for her actions on his behalf, the brave rescues her and together they retreat into their love.

    What he didn't count on was a flame-haired spitfire named Lissa Jacobson, who had her own manhunt in mind.Dark, dangerous, and deadly with his Colt revolver, Jess was absolutely forbidden to the spoiled, pampered daughter of Cheyenne's richest rancher. But from the moment Lissa stumbled upon him in his bath, she decided she had to have the virile gunman. Pitting her innocence against his vast experience, Lissa knew she was playing with fire...but she never guessed that the raging inferno of desire would consume them both.

    There she meets Fire Dancer. A red man. A savage. The most glorious man she has ever laid eyes on. She dares to paint Fire Dancer’s portrait against his wishes and scandalously meets him at a cool brook nearby...HIS PROUD BEARINGFire Dancer, Prince of the Shawnee Nation, is at Fort Belvadere to negotiate peace with the King’s Army during the French and Indian War. He has never met a portrait artist, let alone a white woman like Mackenzie, and now a war rages within him. He forbade her to paint his portrait, lest she steal his soul. But he cannot stop her from stealing his heart.When a King’s soldier is murdered outside the Fort, Fire Dancer is imprisoned and beaten. After Mackenzie reveals she was with Fire Dancer at the time of the murder, she is locked in her room.THEIR FIERY PASSIONFire Dancer escapes and goes to say goodbye to Mackenzie. “Let this man in,” he whispers. “There is not much time, woman of my heart.”Mackenzie watches as Fire Dancer comes in through the window. “What have they done to you?”“Shhh, it is nothing,” he murmurs. “We must speak softly.”“Fire Dancer,” Mackenzie whispers. She kisses him softly on the mouth.“This man will never forget you.” He kisses her back, harder, and pulls her closer.

    There, amid the majestic peaks, the rugged horseman fell in love at first sight—with a white stallion that had no equal anywhere in the West. But before Kane could ride the magnificent beast off into the sunset, he'd have to use his considerable charms to gentle a beautiful spitfire who claimed the animal as her own.The RenegadeProud, high-spirited Jade Farrow could do what no man had ever done: She could ride the notorious Satan. So she'd be damned if she'd give up her beloved horse without a fight. Determined to break Roemer, the fiery hellion followed him to his Laramie spread. Then a sudden blizzard trapped Jade with her sworn enemy, and she discovered that the only way she could hope to keep Satan was to rope, corral, and brand Kane with her unbridled passion.

    His dark eyes seemed to pierce her very soul, stripping away layers of civilization and baring her hidden longing to his savage gaze. His bronzed arms were forbidden to her, his searing kisses just a tantalizing fantasy; but as the countless miles passed beneath the wagon wheels, taking them to the heart of Indian territory, Shannon sensed that this untamed land would give her new strength and the freedom to love the one man who could fulfill her wild desire

    But he is not a man who runs from danger, and when he chances upon an enchanting gypsy maiden in the woods hounded by bandits, he leaps to her defense. Now, surely, there is but one place for the injured and unconscious lovely to properly recuperate: in his bed. Sabrina is shocked when she awakens in an opulent bedchamber, nursed in every way by a dashing gentleman. She knows she must leave the haven of Anthony's home at once, even though her life is still in grave danger—though a different kind of peril awaits her in the viscount's arms. If Sabrina surrenders to this handsome rogue, she will be an outcast. Yet does she dare ignore the future that's written on his palm—the promise of a shared lifetime of love and ecstasy?

    But when a Cheyenne brave named Swift Hawk rides to their aid, Angelia can find no escape from his compelling gaze.

    Terrified she was sure her fate was sealed, when up stepped the most magnificent bronzed male she had ever seen- and the warrior was issuing a challenge for her! Her sapphire eyes sparkled with fright, her skin flushed with fear... for Rebecca knew that if her captor won she'd lose her life, and if her defender triumphed she'd lose her innocence! In the Scarlet Sunset, Proud, Lone Wolf burned with passion the moment he beheld the auburn-haired beauty. He knew the torture she'd get at the hands of the other brave and even though it went against his better judgment, the aroused warrior fought for her. Desire fueled his strength against his rival; lust powered each mighty blow. Finally, hot with victory and raging for love, he gripped Rebecca in an embrace that brooked no dispute: he'd fought hard for the gorgeous captive-and only she had the power to extinguish his SAVAGE FLAME.

    But no one at the secluded desert convent guessed that behind her angelic smile burned a hot flame of desire.

    . .1756. Traveling west of the colonies with a small party, Shannon O'Shea loses her way in the wilderness, soon drenched by driving rains and forced by powerful winds into the shelter of a cave. Stripping quickly, she is drawn to the flickering warmth of a fire deep within, but she stops cold--surely she must be dreaming. Before her stands a Cherokee brave, tall and broad-shouldered, scarcely clothed. Storm Dancer whispers that she knew him once. . .long ago. He vows to keep her safe. By morning, he seems to vanish, yet Storm Dancer will remain with Shannon, in every way a flesh-and-blood man who awakens her every womanly longing. For their spirits call to each other. . .Storm Dancer's vow is kept. He is more honorable by far than the white man Shannon must wed, and time will prove that only he can save her from violence and treachery. That he is the only man she will truly love. . ."A Story That Will Thrill." --Romantic Times on Lakota Dawn