1993, ISBN: 9780373287888

New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Good. # 434 in the se… More...

New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette, 1992. Good. # 434 in the series SOMEONE WANTED HER DEAD .... Curt Macklin found her crumpled on the sand in the blazing desert sun-a beautiful woman who'd been wounded by a bullet and left to die. With uncharacteristic tenderness, the rugged ex-cop nursed her at his cabin hideaway, desperate to get past her amnesia and find out who had tried to kill her. But she knew only that her name was Yvonne, and as her memory danced just out of reach, her frightened blue eyes begged Curt for help. Logic told him she could be a criminal, but his heart whispered that he should take a chance and protect her-even as a dangerous murderer stalked them both. Curt and Yvonne were racing against time to unlock the secrets in her mind before it was too late ... before they fell in love .... He needed to get to the truth quickly. Before it was too late-if it wasn't already. Memories of holding her in his arms rose in his mind, letting him know that he was already having trouble seeing the situation objectively. He left her fixing the coffee and headed for the den. He had a small tape recorder in his briefcase, and he wanted to make a note of what she'd told him so far. This had to be the breakthrough they were waiting for. Now that she'd started to get her memory back, it was just a matter of time before she remembered everything. Then it would all be over. So why didn't he feel the glow of anticipation or the familiar excitement at the prospect of finally settling with Hanover? The answer formed in his mind as he remembered the way Yvonne had looked just before he kissed her. What if finding her memory meant losing Yvonne forever? SETTLING THE SCORE For ten agonizing years, Blair Mallory mourned Michael Baldwin's tragic death, grieving for the love that had died with him. Then, from out of the. shadows, Michael mysteriously stepped back into her life, six feet of flesh and blood, very much alive. And with his dark eyes shining with revenge and remorse, he asked for her help .... _ Whoever had tried to murder Michael and his father had only half succeeded, and now it was finally time to even a decade-old score. The years he'd been forced to stay away had only deepened his hatred for the killer-and his desire for Blair. But as he and the woman he'd left behind tracked a madman, Michael knew which emotion made his heart burn hotter. "Was I so easy to forget?" Michael felt Blair's pain swirling inside him like a tornado, mixing with his own, confusing him, making it impossible for him to explain. How did he explain living a lie for ten years? How could he explain what he had done? "Answer me, damn you!" she demanded in a strained whisper. "Why don't you answer?" "You don't understand." "No? Then make me understand! Make me understand how you could simply go away after what happened between us ... what you said to me." Her lips began to tremble. "You got away without answering last time we were together, but not this time!" ISBN 0-373-07434-4 <br/><br/>moved <br/><br/>, Silhouette, 1992, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette Books, 1992. Mass Market Paperback. Very Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette Books, 1992. Very Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Silhouette Books, 1992. Very Good. # 436 in the series SETTLING THE SCORE For ten agonizing years, Blair Mallory mourned Michael Baldwin's tragic death, grieving for the love that had died with him. Then, from out of the. shadows, Michael mysteriously stepped back into her life, six feet of flesh and blood, very much alive. And with his dark eyes shining with revenge and remorse, he asked for her help .... _ Whoever had tried to murder Michael and his father had only half succeeded, and now it was finally time to even a decade-old score. The years he'd been forced to stay away had only deepened his hatred for the killer-and his desire for Blair. But as he and the woman he'd left behind tracked a madman, Michael knew which emotion made his heart burn hotter. "Was I so easy to forget?" Michael felt Blair's pain swirling inside him like a tornado, mixing with his own, confusing him, making it impossible for him to explain. How did he explain living a lie for ten years? How could he explain what he had done? "Answer me, damn you!" she demanded in a strained whisper. "Why don't you answer?" "You don't understand." "No? Then make me understand! Make me understand how you could simply go away after what happened between us ... what you said to me." Her lips began to tremble. "You got away without answering last time we were together, but not this time!" ISBN 0-373-07436-0 <br/><br/>moved <br/><br/>, Silhouette Books, 1992, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. Maybe The Past Didn't Matter After All .... When she'd proposed to Lucas years ago Rachel Hawthorne had been a young girl hoping to make amends for her father's treachery. Now she was a grown woman, a beautiful she-cat. And Lucas could see that she trusted him about as far as she could spit! One fair offer for her father's spread and Rachel would have been long gone. But the reappearance of Lucas Chandler had dreaming dreams she'd given up long ago- and seriously considering Lucas's proposal of marrage. Even though she knew that his burning desire was only a desire for revenge. If you follow through with this foolishness, our marriage is' doomed." "It was doomed before Hancock pronounced our vows." "You're wrong, Rachel. We have something strong and real, something that could last. " "We have lust. " "Among other things," he acknowledged, his expression shuttered. "Only lust, " she repeated, "and I'm not going to give in to it." . "I'm your husband. You belong in my bed." "I'll keep your house, I'll wash your clothes, I'll fix your meals. I will not sleep with you." "Listen well to me, Rachel Hawthorne Chandler. I will not come knocking at your door some cold winter's eve, asking you to open up for me. If you sleep alone tonight, you will sleep alone until you come knocking at my door." She smiled grimly. "The night I come to your room, you'll know the house is afire and you'd better grab your britches and run for your life. " ISBN 0-373-28788-7  <br/><br/>MOVED <br/><br/>, Harlequin Books, 1993<

1993, ISBN: 9780373287888

U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Mass Market Paperback. Good/No Jacket as Issued. U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Good/No Jacket as Issued. U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Good/No Jacket as Issued. FRO… More...

U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Mass Market Paperback. Good/No Jacket as Issued. U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Good/No Jacket as Issued. U.S.A: Ballantine, 1981. Good/No Jacket as Issued. FROM THE PEACEFUL GREElY HILLS OF IRELAND TO THE DANGEROUS PLAINS OF ARGENTINA-SHE CROSSED HALf' A WORLD f'OR LOVE Brenna Kildare POssessed all the beauty and spirit of a wild Irish rose. But fire burned in her veins for only one man, a man who brought her torment and breathless joy heartache and passion ... a man she would cross half a world to see, and wait half a lifetime to love. Brenna could feel his hot lips against her skin where the nightgown tied at the bodice. She could feel his warm, wet kisses on her flesh, evoking sensations that reminded her of another time, another place. She didn't know when he let go of her hands and reached up to slide the gown off her shoulders. She didn't know when he laid her gently back in the curve of his arm and began kissing her mouth, those slow, hot kisses that melted her soul and made her pliable and warm beneath him. Oh, how the memories flooded back over her and seemed to intensify as he pushed the nightgown impatiently down past her hips, until she was naked on the bed with nothing between them but his own clothing. Her breath came in a long sigh and she cared for nothing, no one, but him. Surely, this was her heaven, her destiny--with this man, for there was no other to whom her body seemed so perfectly attuned. No one had ever made her feel so complete, so fulfilled as a woman. She groaned with the intensity of the passion that was overwhelming her and closed her eyes ... ISBN 0-345-28706-1 12mo - over 6¾" - 7¾" tall. <br/><br/> <br/><br/>, Ballantine, 1981, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. Maybe The Past Didn't Matter After All .... When she'd proposed to Lucas years ago Rachel Hawthorne had been a young girl hoping to make amends for her father's treachery. Now she was a grown woman, a beautiful she-cat. And Lucas could see that she trusted him about as far as she could spit! One fair offer for her father's spread and Rachel would have been long gone. But the reappearance of Lucas Chandler had dreaming dreams she'd given up long ago- and seriously considering Lucas's proposal of marrage. Even though she knew that his burning desire was only a desire for revenge. If you follow through with this foolishness, our marriage is' doomed." "It was doomed before Hancock pronounced our vows." "You're wrong, Rachel. We have something strong and real, something that could last. " "We have lust. " "Among other things," he acknowledged, his expression shuttered. "Only lust, " she repeated, "and I'm not going to give in to it." . "I'm your husband. You belong in my bed." "I'll keep your house, I'll wash your clothes, I'll fix your meals. I will not sleep with you." "Listen well to me, Rachel Hawthorne Chandler. I will not come knocking at your door some cold winter's eve, asking you to open up for me. If you sleep alone tonight, you will sleep alone until you come knocking at my door." She smiled grimly. "The night I come to your room, you'll know the house is afire and you'd better grab your britches and run for your life. " ISBN 0-373-28788-7  <br/><br/>MOVED <br/><br/>, Harlequin Books, 1993<

2006, ISBN: 9780373287888

New York: Avon Mystery, 2006. Book. Very Good. Mass Market Paperback. First Avon Mystery Edition. The book is stored in a Mylar bag. "She sees dead people The book is stored in a Myl… More...

New York: Avon Mystery, 2006. Book. Very Good. Mass Market Paperback. First Avon Mystery Edition. The book is stored in a Mylar bag. "She sees dead people The book is stored in a Mylar bag.There are no creases in the book but there is a small amount of shelf wear. "Beautiful, smart, and chic, Pepper Martin never had to work a day in her life -- until her surgeon daddy was convicted of fraud, her wealthy fiancé took a powder, and the family fortune ran bone dry. Suddenly desperate, the inexperienced ex-rich girl was forced to take the only job she could get: as a tour guide in a cemetery. But a grave situation took a turn for the worse when a head-on collision with a headstone left her with an unwanted ability to communicate with the disgruntled deceased . . . and now Pepper has a whacked Mafia don demanding that she hunt down his killers -- and threatening to haunt her until she does". Size: 6.7 x 4.6 x 0.9 inches., Avon Mystery, 2006, New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. Maybe The Past Didn't Matter After All .... When she'd proposed to Lucas years ago Rachel Hawthorne had been a young girl hoping to make amends for her father's treachery. Now she was a grown woman, a beautiful she-cat. And Lucas could see that she trusted him about as far as she could spit! One fair offer for her father's spread and Rachel would have been long gone. But the reappearance of Lucas Chandler had dreaming dreams she'd given up long ago- and seriously considering Lucas's proposal of marrage. Even though she knew that his burning desire was only a desire for revenge. If you follow through with this foolishness, our marriage is' doomed." "It was doomed before Hancock pronounced our vows." "You're wrong, Rachel. We have something strong and real, something that could last. " "We have lust. " "Among other things," he acknowledged, his expression shuttered. "Only lust, " she repeated, "and I'm not going to give in to it." . "I'm your husband. You belong in my bed." "I'll keep your house, I'll wash your clothes, I'll fix your meals. I will not sleep with you." "Listen well to me, Rachel Hawthorne Chandler. I will not come knocking at your door some cold winter's eve, asking you to open up for me. If you sleep alone tonight, you will sleep alone until you come knocking at my door." She smiled grimly. "The night I come to your room, you'll know the house is afire and you'd better grab your britches and run for your life. " ISBN 0-373-28788-7  <br/><br/>MOVED <br/><br/>, Harlequin Books, 1993<

1993, ISBN: 9780373287888

New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. May… More...

New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Mass Market Paperback. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. New York, NY, U.S.A.: Harlequin Books, 1993. Good. Maybe The Past Didn't Matter After All .... When she'd proposed to Lucas years ago Rachel Hawthorne had been a young girl hoping to make amends for her father's treachery. Now she was a grown woman, a beautiful she-cat. And Lucas could see that she trusted him about as far as she could spit! One fair offer for her father's spread and Rachel would have been long gone. But the reappearance of Lucas Chandler had dreaming dreams she'd given up long ago- and seriously considering Lucas's proposal of marrage. Even though she knew that his burning desire was only a desire for revenge. If you follow through with this foolishness, our marriage is' doomed." "It was doomed before Hancock pronounced our vows." "You're wrong, Rachel. We have something strong and real, something that could last. " "We have lust. " "Among other things," he acknowledged, his expression shuttered. "Only lust, " she repeated, "and I'm not going to give in to it." . "I'm your husband. You belong in my bed." "I'll keep your house, I'll wash your clothes, I'll fix your meals. I will not sleep with you." "Listen well to me, Rachel Hawthorne Chandler. I will not come knocking at your door some cold winter's eve, asking you to open up for me. If you sleep alone tonight, you will sleep alone until you come knocking at my door." She smiled grimly. "The night I come to your room, you'll know the house is afire and you'd better grab your britches and run for your life. " ISBN 0-373-28788-7  <br/><br/>MOVED <br/><br/>, Harlequin Books, 1993<