Clarice, second of three royal sisters from the land of Beaumontagne. Forced by turmoil and anarchy to flee their Pyrenees homeland, the sisters are separated and sent to England. Some time later, around 1808, Princess Clarice Jayne Marie Nicole Lilly comes to the town of Freya Crags in Scotland. This dour and drab country, in her opinion, needs a little excitement-which she can provide, of course. Riding proudly into the marketplace on a chestnut...

A woman lives alone in an isolated lighthouse on the coast of California ... until a man appears on her doorstep who knows every single secret she's kept since one fateful night. In an isolated lighthouse on the California coast, Rowan Winterbourne lives a solitary life with only her secrets for company. For she has a mission that drives her--to avenge herself against Gregory Torval, the powerful drug and arms dealer who murdered her mother and vowed...

When she discovers that her fiancé has run off to Las Vegas to marry another woman, Brandi Michaels spends the night with a gorgeous Italian stranger only to discover that her new lover has a dangerous past when she becomes the target of a killer.

Nessa Dahl always had the good sense to steer clear of trouble. Then Jeremiah MacNaught showed up in New Orleans, determined to get to the bottom of a string of bank robberies by two women wearing Mardi Gras masks. Little does Nessa realize that the handsome investigator is convinced she's involved with the crimes-or that he's willing to do anything to get the truth. Even if it means taking the beautiful woman he's convinced is a liar and a thief...

I have three confessions to make: 1. I've got the scar of gunshot on my forehead. 2. I don't remember an entire year of my life. 3. My name is Kellen Adams ... and that's half a lie. Girl running ... from a year she can't remember, from a husband she prays is dead, from homelessness and fear. Tough, capable Kellen Adams takes a job as assistant manager of a remote vacation resort on the North Pacific Coast. There amid the towering storms and the lashing...