Bruce, Victoria:Windmills in Time (Timeswept Ser.)
- edizione con copertina flessibile 2004, ISBN: 9780505522801
U.S.A.: Diamond Books, 1993. 1st Printing. Paperback. Good. Stirring Up Trouble..."LOGAN WINFIELD, if you were a child, I'd spank you." "Well, I'm not a child, a… Altro …
U.S.A.: Diamond Books, 1993. 1st Printing. Paperback. Good. Stirring Up Trouble..."LOGAN WINFIELD, if you were a child, I'd spank you." "Well, I'm not a child, and you're not big enough," he drawled. She sprang to her feet and whirled to see him leaning against the tree. "How long have you been spying on me?" "Long enough." He prowled toward her. "What do you want?" "This." His movement lightning swift, he reached out and pulled her tight against his chest. "Logan!" She pushed, trying to get her breath. Ignoring her protest, he nuzzled the hollow of her neck. "Wonder if you taste as good as you smell?" Shocked, Beth's gaze met one as mysterious and dark as the evening sky. His mouth curved in a mocking smile as he tangled his fingers in her hair. He gently forced her head back against his arm. "Think I'll take a bite and see." His mouth captured hers .... ISBN 1-55773-964-1 11-13-16, Diamond Books, 1993, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1988. Paperback. Very Good. "I've seen it too many times before." "The innocent look, huh?" he asked. "Who's been overusing it for your benefit lately?" "Any number of students, especially boys, who think they can put something over on me.'' Her merriment was lovely, but it felt fragile, and Mikal wondered why. "Have there been men who've thought they could put something over on you?" It occurred to him suddenly that he needed to know. She looked into his eyes, frankly assessing him. "Not lately," she told him quietly. "But once upon a time?" She glanced away. "One ... once.'' "And now?" She looked back at him, questioning his boldness, and he leaned toward her, bolder still. "ls there anyone now, Morgan?" His directness prompted hers. "No, there isn't." "Good.'' He smiled and settled back in his chair. "That's good.'' 02-15-17, Silhouette, 1988, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Warner Books, Incorporated, 2002. Paperback. Good. "YOU'RE GETTING1HE HANG OF IT." Then he kissed her again. "After a few hours of this, you might get to be an expert." Julie squirmed and turned her mouth away from his. Her hand slid from around his neck. "My goodness. I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't be doing this. I don't ... I never-" "Thank God that you don't and you never. You're a rare treasure, Julie Jones." So much tenderness was in his voice that Julie blinked several times, then leaned back so that she could look at him. "I'm no treasure! I'm tenibly ordinary, Evan. I've lived on this farm all my life and not been more than fifty miles from it." "I like what you are, Julie: untarnished, unaffected, and innocent. I'd like for us to go out again and get to know each other . . . that is, if you don't mind being seen with the son of the man they call the meanest in the county." Innocent? Lord, what would he think if he found out? 05-07-17, Warner Books, Incorporated, 2002, U.S.A: Silhouette, 1995. First printing. Mass Market Paperback. Good/No Jacket as Issued. U.S.A: Silhouette, 1995. First printing. Good/No Jacket as Issued. "What are you doing in my house?" the stranger on her porch demanded. Dominique had never seen the man before. He was tall and lean. But there was a latent strength in the breadth of his shoulders. His voice was husky and intense. "Your house?" Dominique exclaimed. "This is my house. I live here." She began to shut the door. "I think you'd better leave." "Don't," the stranger protested. "Please. Don't close the door. My name is Alex Crawford. I've been away. But now I've come home." Dominique started back with an involuntary gasp. "That's impossible," she breathed. She stared at the stranger, her heart pounding. "Alex Crawford is dead." ISBN 0-373-19094-8 <br/><br/>05-07-16, Silhouette, 1995, New York, New York, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1998. Paperback. Very Good. LADY OF THE SWORD Norman Jobert de Brevriene was Edeva's sworn enemy. The handsome conqueror had claimed her family's manor, cast her into the dungeon, then swept her into his bed Blinded by rage, she vowed to kill him, but the passions he aroused left her prisoner in his arms, betrayed by the body she had honed to warrior strength. She thought she could betray him as a spy ... until fate forced her to make a choice. LORD OF Sh7JUCTION She was unlike any woman Jobert had ever known, a Saxon amazon whose fierce skills equaled his own. He knew he could not win Edeva with force; that only sweet caresses would disarm this woman he wanted and needed at his side. Pledged to hold Saxon lands by persuasion instead of blood, he now ruled a house divided as the spoils of war, only to discover that his greatest weakness lay in the proud beauty who challenged him on the battleground of love ... MY ENEMY, MY LOVE "I don't know why I should want you, but I do." His voice grew low and husky. "I want you all night long ... every morning ... every time I look at you." Shimmering heat rose inside her. Edeva tried to remember her hatred. He moved closer, trapping her. His arms reached around to imprison her and his mouth met hers. The kiss was long, slow, searching. When he drew back, she could hardly stand. He stared at her. "I think there is a woman inside you, beneath all the snarling rage and fire." Edeva swallowed. The way he looked at her ... it made her feel weak, helpless. He leaned down and kissed her again. She gave a low moan and her arms came up around his neck. His body felt warm and solid against hers, his mouth like liquid fire. She tasted, reveled ... and surrendered. ISBN 0-8217-6061-0 04-22-18, Zebra Books, 1998, New York, New York, U.S.A.: Jove Pubns, 1984. Paperback. Very Good. IT HAD TO BE YOU Take Matthew Halliday for a lover? How presumptuous! Her late husband's best friend is already her business partner and surrogate father to her mischievous five-yea.o-old twins. But he's thoroughly out of line to su~~est completing the picture-and Miranda Knight is furious! Yet, isn't intimacy the next logical step? Matt's lean frame, beguiling ~rin, and dry wit have always attracted her. His calm strength is a perfect complement to her chaotic creativity. His unexpected kisses set off thrills of sensual excitement. But when he whispers, "Marry me," confusion swamps her. His proposal seems too obvious to be sincere, his affection too convenient to be love ... "Where the hell have you been? It's two o'clock in the momingl" Miranda sighed. "I went back to Miles's room, if you must know." The silence that followed her statement was almost palpable. Then Matthew said, "I see. I shouldn't have , asked. I'm sorry." "Nothing happened," she said softly. "I don't think that taking lovers is quite my scene." "Dh, pippin." Smiling, he touched the tip of her nose. "The only lover you're going to have is me. I'll waitbut not for much longer. Have you got that straight?" She gave a shaky laugh. Rivulets of fIre flickered through her as his hands, with infInite slowness, ran down her arms ... ISBN 0 515-08209-0 05-07-17, Jove Pubns, 1984, Old Tappan, New Jersey, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 2004. Paperback. Very Good. Mr. Archer does not exist Jacquie Archer has a secret. But now she has to come clean-she never'had a husband. She made him up as a cover for the biggest mistake of her Iife, her affair with Rhys Lewellyn. Although that mistake gave her the greatest gift she's ever received her daughter, Erin- now Jacquie is facing the huge challenge of trying to put things right with her daughter, her family and,her friends. Will Erin forgive her, especiaIly after she finds who her father really is? Jacquie:has no choice but to find out.. "I think we need to cut to the chase." Folding his arms along the edge of the table, Rhys leaned closer and held Jacquie's gaze by sheer force of will. "m not sure what's going on, but' am sure I'm tired of playing games. Why are we here, Jacquie? What do you have to say to me?" She drew a deep breath. "You asked me why , left without saying anything." "Yes." BY "Well, there is no husband. , invented him because' couldn't come home as an unwed mother with an illegitimate child." Setting down her coffee, Jacquie looked Rhys straight in the eyes. "Your child, Rhys. My daughter, Erin Elizabeth Archer, is your child. The only proof you'll need is a single glance at her beautiful face." ISBN 0-373-71177-8 04-08-18, Harlequin Books, 2004, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Good. SECOND TIME AROUND "You must have loved her very much," Hannah said. an empathetic voice. "My family arranged my marriage, Hannah," Max admitted. "Love I did not expect, but it grows from a strong bond of friendship that comes slowly with respect and regard ... " Hannah listened with fascination. He was loyal and stead fast, a man who made a commitment and honored it. Hannah placed a gentle; reassuring hand on Max's arm in understanding of the ordeal this man had suffered as he sought so valiantly to hold his family together. "I would never marry again without love," Hannah said. To her surprise, he covered her hand with his work roughened one. "Love is that important to you?" "I didn't think so once, but yes, now it is that important." "I see," was all he said. They gazed ,into each others eyes for moments, for she had no right to hope, although if truth be- known, she had begun to. Unable to tolerate the burgeoning tension filling the room any longer, Hannah tried to retrieve her hand and rise, but he held her tight. "No. Do not go this time." He was so near that she could feel his warm, moist breath caress her neck, his eyes silently devour her lips, his fingers memorizing the contours of her hand, mesmerizing and heightening her senses until she leaned toward him and closed her eyes ... ISBN 0-8217- 4654-5 <br/><br/> <br/><br/>, Zebra Books, 1994, USA: Z Mass Paper, 0-15. Paperback. Very Good. PASSION'S AWAKENING "I am happy you came, Dawn," Chase murmured. "I come to thank you for your generous and brave deed, Cloud Chaser. My family's hearts would be filled with sadness if my brother had been slain or injured. We are grateful you kept him in our Life-Circles." ~ "It was good to hunt as his companion. It pleases me that I was given a chance to warm your heart toward me." ..,. Macha felt weak inside just from being near him. She had first come to love him as a child, and those feelings had increased since his return, as if she were being carried away in a whirlwind. "How could your deeds not warm my heart, for we were friends as children, Cloud Chaser, and we are friends on this sun." "Is it too soon to tell you I hunger for us to become more than friends one day? If my cousin learns of my strong feelings for you, he will seek you out if only to harm me. Do not join to Two Feathers," Chase said urgently. "He is unworthy of you." Before she could reply, she heard Hanmani's bird call. "Hanmani calls me. I must go." Chase cupped her warm face between his hands, leaned forward, ans! brushed his lips lightly over hers. ''Think on me, Dawn, for you enter my thoughts each time i' breathe. Go quickly, Sunshine of my heart.'' ISBN 0-8217-6421-7 02-05-17, Z Mass Paper, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Zebra Books, 1994. Good. SECOND TIME AROUND "You must have loved her very much," Hannah said. an empathetic voice. "My family arranged my marriage, Hannah," Max admitted. "Love I did not expect, but it grows from a strong bond of friendship that comes slowly with respect and regard ... " Hannah listened with fascination. He was loyal and stead fast, a man who made a commitment and honored it. Hannah placed a gentle; reassuring hand on Max's arm in understanding of the ordeal this man had suffered as he sought so valiantly to hold his family together. "I would never marry again without love," Hannah said. To her surprise, he covered her hand with his work roughened one. "Love is that important to you?" "I didn't think so once, but yes, now it is that important." "I see," was all he said. They gazed ,into each others eyes for moments, for she had no right to hope, although if truth be- known, she had begun to. Unable to tolerate the burgeoning tension filling the room any longer, Hannah tried to retrieve her hand and rise, but he held her tight. "No. Do not go this time." He was so near that she could feel his warm, moist breath caress her neck, his eyes silently devour her lips, his fingers memorizing the contours of her hand, mesmerizing and heightening her senses until she leaned toward him and closed her eyes ... ISBN 0-8217- 4654-5 <br/><br/>MOVED <br/><br/>, Zebra Books, 1994, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 2000. Paperback. Very Good. "I don't want you here." "Too bad, I'm staying." J.T.'s own anger faded as quickly as fr flared. Wow, she was something. All fire and ice. Had he really thought she was cool and dispassionate? Beneath that calm surface was spirit enough for any man. More than most could handle. He stared into her turbulent gray eyes and felt raw desire rip through him. He wanted this woman more than he'd ever wanted any woman in his life. Consumed with need, he couldn't think for a moment. His gaze zeroed in on that lush mouth, trembling now with the force of her emotions, and heat speared through him. He leaned closer, his gaze fixed on her mouth as his head began a slow descent. "Kate, you're not throwing me out." ISBN 0-373-24340-5 04-19-16, Silhouette, 2000, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Lovespell, 1998. Paperback. Very Good. FEED A FEVER From where she sat in the grass, Sarah looked at Jesse, her upturned mouth poised to ask her next question. She must have read the answer in his eyes, for the unspoken words melted from her lips, vanishing into an expression of childlike wonder. Beneath her fleeting look of confusion, he saw a beauty her recent illness couldn't hide, a depth of emotion as appealing as the first dawn. He leaned toward her, the sun's warmth on his face no match for the fever burning inside of him. Starve a fever, the folk remedy went. Or was it feed a fever? He was starving all right. · He put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, feeling her curves beneath his fingers as he drew her near. This wasn't the innocent schoolgirl he'd had a crush on his whole life. This was a woman through whose eyes he was beginning to see his whole world anew. She gazed up at him, her fingers clutching his arm, her ragged breathing mirroring his hunger. Every ounce of common sense he possessed warned him to run like hell. He traced the soft angles around her mouth with his thumb and felt her quiver beneath his touch. Feed a fever, he heard echoing in his brain. He wasn't sure he was thinking straight, but it sounded right to him. She'd soon be well ... and so would he. She tilted her mouth up to welcome his, and then it was too late to change his mind. He pressed his mouth to hers and heard a soft moan escape her lips as she returned the kiss. 08-05-16, Lovespell, 1998<
