Jolie McKibben figured that when a woman has to choose between death and marriage to a total stranger, she must be in a desperate predicament. And Jolie, standing under the hot sun with a noose around her neck, surely was. But something--the defiant lift of her chin or her frightened blue-green eyes-had caught the attention of Daniel Beckham. He stopped the hanging by invoking the town's wedding ordinance and married the pretty "outlaw" on the spot.
So Joke's hide was saved ...only her pride was wounded! Daniel didn't believe she was innocent, and he barely spoke on the drive out to his farm. Worse still, two desperados were on her trail, and she didn't dare confide her troubles to her new husband. Yet under the star-splashed Western sky, Jolie trembled whenever this rugged giant of a man came near. Now she hungered for his kisses, dreamed of his touch, and knew she would do anything a woman could to win his love--to be, with her body and her soul, truly Daniel's bride.
I will love you beyond forever, in heaven or in hell, in life or in death....
She is a creature of the night. Beautiful. Seductive. Immortal. Her kiss brings the mercy of death to wounded soldiers at Gettysburg. Her courage defies the darkest schemes of the queen of the vampires. Her soul struggles for peace in a war that is brewing with angels and warlocks.
But her heart is all too human -- and one man holds the key. His name is Calder Holbrook, a mortal man who has unlocked her deepest desires. And Maeve Tremayne is a vampire who has never experienced such all-consuming hunger. For love. For passion...
Neely Wallace thought she had found the perfect lover. Aidan Tremayne was both angel and devil, as tender and sensitive as he was powerfully erotic. Then she learned the secret that tormented his soul. . . Aidan was cursed with the dark gift of immortality. His passion for a mortal woman was forbidden, a reckless temptation that fired the hunger within . . . and threatened to destroy them both.
Rue Claridge's cousin, Elisabeth, had disappeared--evidently returning to an earlier era. Someone had to investigate, so intrepid globetrotter Rue donned a mysterious necklace that could catapult her over the threshold . . . into a different century.
And wild and woolly the Old West was--complete with a lean, lanky lawman hankering for a forward-thinking female. Spitfire Rue was the filly for Farley Haynes, and Rue, too, felt fated to wed the uncompromisingly masculine marshal. But would a bandit's bullet bury him in 1892, leaving Rue in widow's weeds . . . a century beyond the threshold?