Kirjahaku

Daniel couldn't seem to stop kissing Mary. She tasted delicious, her soft lips lush and full beneath his. He wanted her. He had to have her, but the timing couldn't have been worse. With the Yankees turning over every stone, looking for the legendary Missouri Bushwhacker, it was too risky.Daniel Wilson was a wanted man, handsome and dangerous. A man whose idyllic life had been ripped apart by a senseless civil war. His family murdered, his home burned, he sought his revenge and took comfort in the arms of a beautiful woman.Wanted by two armies and a score of bounty hunters, he dared to dream of a good life with his wife and children. Consumed by his love and desire for Mary, Daniel had to formulate a foolproof plan to thwart his enemies and allow him to live out his years with the love of his life. He only had to survive long enough to carry it through-or die trying. MISSOURI LEGEND is filled with action and steaming, hot passion.Daniel and Mary sizzle

DARK SIDE OF REDEMPTION First Book in the Ladies of the Night Series. Welcome to the town of Redemption, Wyoming. It is the job of the Chamber of Commerce to introduce their town to all newcomers. They brag about their schools and their recreational facilities, their employment opportunities and lack of crime. What they don't always do is speak of the dark and unusual past that brought them into existence.Vampires have been around since the time of creation. Some say they are Children of Lilith, while others insist they are Spawns of Satan. It is a curse to some and a salvation for others. But as in all things, nothing is entirely black or white. Instead, life is a myriad of colors and conflicting truths. Since the time of the great Conclave, all vampires and creatures of the night must adhere to the rule of law. If they refuse, they will be hunted down and destroyed. Are all Vampires evil, blood-sucking monsters? Hardly. Can they be redeemed? Hopefully.Farrah, Alina, and Renate are looking for a home, a place in which to settle down and hide from the Hunters. It is not easy for them and they must rely on their friends if they are to find such a place. Vampires are strong and possess wondrous powers...but they are also one of the most vulnerable of creatures. Constantly being sought by those who wish to destroy them, the girls continue to search for their Redemption.

SEEKING REDEMPTION Ladies of the Night Second Book. Vampires have been around since the time of creation. Some say they are Children of Lilith, while others insist they are Spawns of Satan. It is a curse to some and a salvation for others. But as in all things, nothing is entirely black or white. Instead, life is a myriad of colors and conflicting truths. There is good and evil, strong and weak. Then there is Farrah, Alina, Renate, Ilsa, and Molly.They have come to the American west to find a place to call home. They found such a place along the great Oregon Trail, and within no time at all, it sprang to life, gladly welcoming all newcomers.Their story could have ended there, but with vampires, nothing is ever that simple.Since the time of the great Conclave, all vampires, and creatures of the night, were ruled by a strict code of law. If they refused, they were hunted down and destroyed. The hunters were feared and could be monsters of a different kind. Relentless in their search for rogue vampires, they had to be avoided at all cost.Although Vampires are strong and possess wondrous powers, they are also quite vulnerable. Naturally, during the day they had to take precautions, but they could also fall prey to ancient diseases. When infected, a sick vampire must be destroyed. No one is entirely safe from his mindless violence. However, far more dangerous than sick, crazed, creatures prowling through the night is the real threat of discovery by the mortals.Condemned, reviled, and feared, by those who do not understand, a vampire must always stay alert. An angry mob is by far their worst enemy.

CASH FOR CHRISTMAS Alexandra Thorne found it difficult to keep the family farm going while raising her two small children, alone. Ever since the untimely death of her husband, there always seemed to be a shortage-a shortage of food, a shortage of warm clothing, never enough money, and a shortage of time. Gone were the days when she could play leisurely with her daughter. No longer was there sufficient time to teach her son all the things he needed to know as he grew into a man. Up long before dawn, and always the last one to turn in, Alexandra feared she was fighting a hopeless battle, with no victory in sight. If she only had a bit of luck, she might be able to turn things around.From out of the snowy blackness, a monster reared up on its enormous hind legs and came crashing down, striking the man with a near fatal blow. It would be weeks before he would be able to care for himself. If it weren't for the tender mercies shown by the beautiful woman, with the fiery red hair, he probably would have died. At least that is what he told himself.Sam could have left, but where would he go? Having no memory of who he was or from whence he came, he figured there was no real hurry. Besides, he'd taken quite a shine to the lovely widow and her two children; not to mention, they clearly needed the help he could provide. For weeks they managed to get along quite well, until Alexandra sneaked behind his back and did something they might all regret. Her hasty actions could bring about a sudden end to their relationship. Hopelessly in love with her, he didn't know whether to kiss her sweet lips or wring her lovely neck.However, this is the Christmas season, and it has a way of bringing out the very best in people. Alex and Sam are no exceptions. As the long-awaited day approaches, they learn a few things about themselves and clear up old misunderstandings. They discover many wondrous things to celebrate. Christmas is always special, but some are more memorable than others. No one will ever be the same after this year, for it is a true blessing to have Cash for Christmas.

A Beautiful Bunch of PoseysThe Poseys are your typical family-well, not precisely typical. They have their own special eccentricities, as does everyone else. Through simple, or contrived good fortune, they comprise a beautiful bouquet. Mr. Forrest and his wife, Fern, are the parents to a large family of seven girls and one son-all having one thing in common...their beautiful botanical names...each more flowery than the next. Perhaps it was a lovely idea to follow tradition, but living in Garden City, Kansas, on Orchard Lane, well...one can see the difficulty they might have. It isn't easy being floral.LilyFirst love...a time for discovery and a time to cherish. In all its forms, first love can be wonderful, as well as a bit daunting. It certainly can have its ups and downs.*Lily sat back against the pillows, reliving the moment their eyes first met and her heart seized. What a difference one night could make. Whoever would have imagined the most handsome man at the dance having the desire to search her out-Lily Posey? He was tall, dark, and handsome, with the kindest brown eyes she'd ever seen. He was also witty, mannerly, and a divine dancer. As he spun her around the room, she could see the other girls were pea-green with envy. She was one of those Poseys, after all. By the end of the evening, everything had turned magical. Lily felt as if she'd just met her Prince Charming. Then suddenly, the most incredible thing of all occurred...he asked if he might see her again-and no one had ever done that. *It didn't take long for the good-looking stranger to set his sights on the prettiest girl in the room. She was magnificent, if a bit shy. With golden blonde hair, soft curves in all the right places, and long, shapely legs, she was enough to cause any man's mouth to water. One night spent with her, under the soft glow of the moon, and he could salvage what was left of his miserable summer. Exiled to his aunt's house, for conduct unbecoming a Barker, he had been sentenced to ten weeks of tedium at hard labor. However, after tonight, seeing this living, breathing, golden vision in the flesh, he vowed his luck was going to change. With the help of his good friend, Charlie, he would manage to sweet talk this little bit of femininity right out of her dainties-or his name wasn't Blackie Barker.

A Gift for Abigail RoseIn the years following the American Civil War, people struggled to survive. Many homes and farms lay in ruin. Jobs were scarce and the prejudices that existed before the conflict had only worsened. Times were hard, but human beings are nothing if not resilient, and will search out ways to be happy.Abigail Rose O'Connor was one of these hardy individuals. Determined to have a good life, she married and started over. She was happy for a time, but nothing lasts forever, and no one is prepared when it is all taken away. Strong in her faith, she prayed for deliverance, but no one seemed to be listening. It is Christmas, once again, and she will be celebrating it alone-or will she? Abigail Rose needs a miracle.

I'd like to ring her scrawny neck Who did that woman think she was? I'd been standing on my feet for nearly two whole days, baking up a storm for her stupid Thanksgiving dinner, and she had the nerve to ask me to stay late? What about my family? What about our Thanksgiving? I had baked eight of my famous Rum and Pumpkin Pies, along with a zillion sweet and savory scones, more than enough to feed a hoard of starving guests. What else did she require-blood?Bitsy McCord is a selfish, extravagant, and self-centered woman. She's also a phony. Born on the wrong side of the tracks-if Pine Grove, Alabama actually had tracks-she has succeeded in erasing all traces of her past and manage to climb to the very pinnacle of the local social ladder, separating herself from anyone reminding her of those earlier years. Through pure, dumb luck, she was able to accomplish everything she had set out to do. She married extremely well, and she never let any of us forget it.I wasn't so fortunate. Anyone who knows me could say Trisha Belmont had made a complete mess of her life. I suppose that is true, as I have made a few serious mistakes; but in general, I am content with my life...well, most of the time. I have recently suffered some hardships, and am currently at my wit's end, but that's life...isn't it? As frustrating as everyday life can be, dealing with the likes of Mrs. McCord shouldn't have to be a part of it. I swear that woman could cause a saint to fall from grace-and I'm certainly no saint.Now and then, I, too, need someone to lean on for emotional support...someone to occasionally take my side, or give my sore feet a good rub. In fact, I have oftentimes thought it wouldn't hurt if that specific someone were tall and handsome, compassionate and rich. But above all, he would have to love children. I don't think I'm asking for too much; and I'm definitely expecting to receive far less. Then it happened. At the end of a spectacularly atrocious day, one that had left me sobbing and beating my head against the steering wheel of my car, he stepped out from the dark, wearing shiny boots and a fancy black Stetson. He asked me if I needed a jump.A jump. Isn't that about the most romantic thing you've ever heard? Sure, I sighed. I could use a jump and a whole lot more...