False pretenses It was an auspicious and fateful beginning--tossed into the arms of Jerome Moncourt by a violent storm that opened the flood gates to Meg's own raging torment of desire and deception. For Meg's visit to the glorious south of France was an exercise in duplicity--she was undertaking a charade for which she felt wretchedly guilty. And her plans hadn't included awakening to her own passionate needs with a chance-met stranger who had a well-practiced line of seduction. Especially since Jerome made it clear he wanted all of her secrets...body and soul. And that he wasn't about to disclose any of his own! [Taken from FictionDB]

HE THOUGHT SHE WAS A RICH GIRL LOOKING FOR A THRILL... Claire Woods was totally alluring -- and completely out of Tag Campbell's reach. But when she needed him, he saved her. She touched raw places inside him, making him ache and crave things he'd thought he'd given up. What would it be like to have her waiting every night for him? HE WAS HER DARKEST FANTASY AND HER DEEPEST DESIRE Tag Campbell haunted her. Like a pirate in tight denim, he captured her and declared his love in heated whispers. Claire had to make the decision of a lifetime -- a quiet role in proper society or a wild, loving adventure with a man who was so wrong, but oh, so right!

from FictionDB: Her Hero: Barrie Lovejoy needed a savior. The terrorist group holding her hostage surely wouldn't tolerate her silence much longer. Instead they would silence her - forever. Then out of the darkness he arrived. Grizzled and dangerous, he led Barrie from her captors straight into his sheltering arms... Her Husband: Navy Seal Zane Mackenzie was the best. No mission had ever gotten the better of him - until now. Saving Barrie Lovejoy had been textbook - except for their desperate night of passion. And though his job as a soldier had ended with her freedom, his duties as a husband had only begun. For he would sooner die than let the enemy harm the mother of his child. Heartbreakers

Lord Wycliffe Had Finally Met His Match. With golden hair and eyes of springtime green, Charlotte Trowbridge was the toast of the London Season. “An incomparable goddess” her dazzled admirers proclaimed. But the earl of Wycliffe knew she was only a vicar’s daughter, with the taste of heaven on her lips…! Methodical. Logical. Orderly. Charlotte would also have to add devilishly handsome to her description of Lord Wycliffe. Still, the man was desperately in need of some loosening up, and it looked as though she was the only woman capable of rattling his famous reserve.

from fictiondb: Abby Hunter wasn't very experienced at the flirting game. She was probably the only twenty-eight-year-old virgin in the history of the planet! But she didn't want to be. Especially after she'd met sexy tycoon Sam Turner. He was a walking temptation -- and he'd made her an offer she knew she should refuse. Sam Turner didn't believe in love or marriage; all he'd offered Abby was a temporary affair -- no strings attached! Could she ever persuade this reluctant groom to take a chance on love?