A handsome drifter and a lonely spinster rediscover the joys of the season when they are snowbound during the holidays.
Season of Bounty
A Civil War doctor turned ne'er-do-well gambler finds love and redemption in the unlikely arms of a beautiful widowed shopkeeper.
Take one jilted mail-order bride. Add three bratty orphans. Throw in a cantankerous cowboy. Result? A Texas-size family Christmas!
GATHER 'ROUND THE CAMPFIRE FOR A WESTERN FAMILY CHRISTMAS!
And if Amanda Grenville had any sense, she'd be putting miles of prairie between them, instead of running straight into his arms.
Even covered in trail dust Amanda Grenville still radiated plenty of appeal—five thousand dollars' worth, to be exact! Now if only bounty hunter Marcus Quicksilver could keep his eyes on the prize and forget about the heiress…!
Sure, his sudden return home had the gossips talking and the women flocking. But Dan seemed interested in her alone...something that both terrified and titillated her. Because she was no dummy, and Dan was no Mr. Fix-It. Was he the enemy she'd gone underground to avoid? Or was he the man who would make it possible to love Moonglow and being Molly-so long as he was part of the package?
Her baby plan seemed perfect. Then she got an eyeful of her new neighbor. All six feet two heartbreaking inches of Sonny Randle, right next door—with his own plan to do things the old-fashioned way!
Delaney cursed the wayward bullet that had made him less than what he'd been. A jewel like Hannah Dancer deserved more than he could ever be again. And besides, she belonged to someone else. But fate, it seemed, had other plans….
The Law Had Moved In On Hannah Dancer
Her late husband's shocking bequest had given their home to Sheriff Gabriel Delaney—and left her with more than one surprise. For now this hard-muscled, brooding lawman had taken up residence in her home—and in her heart!
Trouble In Paradise
Spinster Libby Kingsland was in heaven when she finally returned to the ranch her father had named Paradise. Until she learned that she and her sister would lose it all unless one of them married Shadrach Jones!
A half-breed loner, Shad had no intention of getting married. But now, thanks to Amos Kingsland, he would have to marry one of Amos' daughters, or say goodbye forever to the only real home he'd ever known.
And Anna Matlin was the perfect woman for the job. Though she seemed like a timid mouse, Jack was convinced that the file clerk possessed a multitude of charms. Charms that he would soon expose as he drew her into his dangerous game of revenge.
Anna's colorless existence ended the day she became the "wife" of her hero, Jack Hazard. But though she was learning that beneath legendary Pinkerton detective's dashing exterior was a haunted, lonely man, still she longed for the brief assignment to become the role of a lifetime!
For John Bandera knew that a genteel Mississippi flower like Emily Russell could never share her life with a half-breed Comanche rancher. But the hiding was over. His true love was here, in the flesh. And he wanted to make her his bride!
Six years of heartfelt correspondence had to count for something, a very pregnant and very along Emily Russell insisted as she headed west to find the man of her dreams. But instead of the Southern cavalier she thought she loved, she'd found John Bandera, a man of secrets and soul-spinning sensuality…!
One look at the rugged, denim-clad, 100% man in her doorway told Sara Campbell she wasn't dead yet—only dreaming. She'd met detective Joe Decker just yesterday, when he'd scooped her off the pavement after the South Side Ripper had tried to kill her, and held her hand until she woke up. Now he was back to protect her, because Sara, all alone in her mansion, was the only living witness to the maniac's face. But she couldn't remember that face! And that meant she was in danger, with only this one man to keep her safe. But even if he kept the maniac from harming her, what would happen to the heart that was already his?
She had a face like an angel and a body designed for sin, and she wanted him to help her disappear? Sam Zachary was a private investigator, not a magician. So he showed Laura McNeal the door…
…to his house. Nestled in the country, he figured it would be the ideal hideout. But between the bullets flying through his kitchen window and the alluring damsel in distress seeking shelter in his arms, his embrace—his bed—his home was anything but safe. Laura had turned his ordered, lonely life upside down, and while he could live without the gunfire, he was damn sure he couldn't live without the lady.