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"TWIST OF FATE
Leana Rutherford was never more frightened than when the ship carrying her family from New York to their new home in Texas was attacked by savage pirates. Yet the moment her eyes met the gaze of one of the sea-bandits, Leana knew that her life was about to change...She wanted to know what it would feel like to have his arms around her, to have his lips meet hers in a passion-filled kiss and to share the ecstasy she was sure his caress would ignite. Leana's knees went weak, but not from fear--his look told her that this sea scoundrel was about to teach her the ways of love...
PATH OF DESTINY
For Brandon Seton, pirating was the only life he'd ever known. Abducted from his family in New York City when he was just a young boy, Brandon had taken to the seas like a fish to water. But throughout all the voyages and conquests, he'd never caught a prize like Leana Rutherford. Her silky black hair seemed to cry out for his touch; her soft blue eyes seemed to invite his hands to stroke her smooth skin. It was all he could do not to ravish her in the midst of battle; but he swore he'd make her his own that nich in a...beloved embrace."
"TWIST OF FATE
Leana Rutherford was never more frightened than when the ship carrying her family from New York to their new home in Texas was attacked by savage pirates. Yet the moment her eyes met the gaze of one of the sea-bandits, Leana knew that her life was about to change...She wanted to know what it would feel like to have his arms around her, to have his lips meet hers in a passion-filled kiss and to share the ecstasy she was sure his caress would ignite. Leana's knees went weak, but not from fear--his look told her that this sea scoundrel was about to teach her the ways of love...
PATH OF DESTINY
For Brandon Seton, pirating was the only life he'd ever known. Abducted from his family in New York City when he was just a young boy, Brandon had taken to the seas like a fish to water. But throughout all the voyages and conquests, he'd never caught a prize like Leana Rutherford. Her silky black hair seemed to cry out for his touch; her soft blue eyes seemed to invite his hands to stroke her smooth skin. It was all he could do not to ravish her in the midst of battle; but he swore he'd make her his own that nich in a...beloved embrace."
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