Description
PRIMITIVE PASSION
was what Sylviane felt when she first saw the powerful Indian warrior. Her heart raced with fear and her legs trembled in fright -- but she yearned to twine herself around him like a supple vine to a mighty oak. It didn't matter that he was uncivilized and that she was of noble birth. He was the man of her dreams -- and she swore to make him her own!
UNTAMED KISSES
and fiery love were all the half-breed could give this innocent young woman. She made him burn with desire that could melt the winter snows. Like a mountain wildcat, he had to quench his thirst and capture his prey. But he was sure that once their hearts met, she would never want to escape his SAVAGE EMBRACE