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Lucy d'Autrecourt Blackheath is liberty's darling, embracing the fierce independence of her adopted father, the patriot raider Pendragon. When a parcel arrives from England, unearthing a long-buried secret, nothing can stop Lucy from pursuing the adventure she craves. Dominic St. Cyr, the fierce earl of Valcour, drove back the scandal attached to the St. Cyr name at the point of his sword and snatched Valcour's estates from the brink of ruin. When a reckless American spitfire barrels into his duel in the middle of a gaming hell, he has little choice but to force hoyden Lucy to wed him.

When Ian Blackheath and Lucy have an altercation in Emily d'Autrecourt's millinery shop, the lovely Englishwoman is horrified at Blackheath's insensitivity toward his ward. Then Lucy steals a doll from Emily's shop-secreted inside the plaything is evidence of Emily's role as a spy. Accepting Ian's offer that she be Lucy's governess is dangerous, but how else can Emily search for the doll without arousing suspicion?

Sie ist eine renommierte Archäologin. Er ist ihr größter Rivale. Auf einer gemeinsamen Expedition können sie sich nicht mehr aus dem Weg gehen. Archäologin Dr. Socorro Mejía, genannt Corrie, kann es nicht glauben: Ihr größter Traum wird endlich wahr. Sie darf zu einer Grabung in den mexikanischen Dschungel, um nach den Überresten eines Aztekenkriegers zu suchen, der ihr Vorfahre sein könnte. Es gibt nur einen Haken, und der heißt Ford Matthews. Denn nicht Corrie, sondern ihr Erzrivale leitet die Expedition.

A fearsome raider known as the Devil of the Seas, Gavin MacLachlan has only ever loved one woman—and he lost her to another man over a year ago. A rich, powerful man that Cora's clan insisted she wed for the powerful alliance it would bring them, though she swore her undying love for Gavin on the eve of her marriage. Consumed by a lust for vengeance, he took to the high seas to make his fortune, which now rivals that of the wealthiest Highland laird. Yet no glittering gold can bring Cora back to him . . . until he hears the startling news that her ruthless husband has been slain.

Famed for outwitting Elizabeth Tudor's sea dogs, Captain Rafael Santadar's only mistress is the sea. But as Spain's great Armada battles off of English coast, it seems his "lady" has deserted him. Shipwrecked on hostile shores, he vows to find the traitor who sent his beloved crew to their deaths. But when he encounters a beautiful outcast in deadly peril, he must choose. Will he dare to sweep her to safety, even if it means risking his life?

We’d heard rumors about the Vandar raiders — everyone in the galaxy had. Terrifying and ruthless, they were a scourge on the Zagrath empire and destroyed everything in their path. Few had actually laid eyes on the Vandar or the notorious warlords who led their fleets of warships — and survived to talk about it. So, when the ruthless aliens boarded our ship intent on destroying it and killing the crew, I did the only thing I could do. I gave myself to the dark and menacing warlord.

The revelations about Raider's past have turned Seth's simple manhunt into a complicated mess. He's stepped into a tangled web of arcane mysteries and political machinations. As an experienced Curator for the Arcanum College, he can handle that. What he can't quite handle is his feelings for Raider. There's love—gods, he can't deny that—but Raider's lies have made a mess of Seth's heart, his principles—and everything else. Because Raider himself is at the very center of this tangled web.

I’ve never forgiven myself for letting that brute drag her off my ship, and I’ve done nothing but search for his horde of warships since he let my ship go free. Everyone knows the Vandar raiders are cruel and merciless, so when my ship is attacked by another of the alien race’s warlords, I expect to be blown out of the sky. Instead, he takes me as his captive. I may be the warlord’s prize, but no way will I submit to his demands. Even if his hard body and fiery eyes ignite a desire in me like nothing have before.

One more job and I'm out. I'm done with this lousy planet. Deliver the human female to the Imperator of Fenda, so he can have an exotic new addition to his royal harem. But I can't get enough of her. This feisty little human has the spirit of a true Zalaryn warrior. Just my luck. I've been blessed with a bonded mate - and she's the property of another male. I don't care what the law says: She's mine. I've got a plan. And I can't wait to claim my prize....

A warrior owns what he is able to take. And I take her. She's trembling in a closet, hiding from the raiding party invading her human settlement. Hiding from me. I collar her. I own her. She's mine by law. As the Captain of the Imperial Guard, I've sworn a solemn oath to have no mate, sire no offspring. Oath-breakers are traitors, executed without a second thought. Let them try. I'll beat them all for a chance to claim my mate.