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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Book Antiqua">She became the air he breathed. Her passionate gift of surrender matched his dominant soul. Then she was gone. He’d never accepted that she’d wanted to leave. Ensuring she could find her way back to him was the drive that shaped him into a modern-day gladiator as ruthless as any who’d lived to walk off the blood-soaked field in the original Coliseum. Fifteen years later it was way past time to accept she’d chosen not to return.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Book Antiqua">Second chances were wishful thinking. Jill wasn’t looking for one. She didn’t have time for pipe dreams and she had no illusions about the stranger Holdin had become. Famous, rich and now retired from football, he might not remember her. If he did, he might not care to hear what actually happened so long ago. She desperately hoped she had something he would care about though.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Book Antiqua">A second chance was all Holdin needed. Ensuring possession of Jill was a battle he intended to win. Veteran of a thousand fields of honor, Holdin knew better than to expect a fair fight.<SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'MS Mincho'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></FONT>]]></description>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Five years ago <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:place w:st="on">Sahara</st1:place> refused Tor in favor of her late husband. Widow of a Leonor warrior, she is out of reach, even for the high king. Goddess help him, this woman strips his soul to the savage core, and enduring it is eating through his control. Little sister-in-law normally avoids him at all costs. Seeing her in line for an audience is a surprise. Not as humanoid as she looks, <st1:place w:st="on">Sahara</st1:place> is out of time in a very intimate way.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Getting her beneath him now is a risk. <st1:place w:st="on">Sahara</st1:place> summons the dominant lion within, but losing this woman a second time is not an option. The surrender he requires is the one thing she needs to give, and Tor realizes he had no idea what sexual hunger was before. Now he understands the violence of that distant age when her kind walked his world.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>What he will not allow is for her sacrifice to be the blood price of peace. The future will be theirs, even if it’s his blood purchasing it.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'MS Mincho'"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Book Antiqua">&lt;i&gt;These Lions are big and dominant. They fight to kill and love ’til death. Nothing is taboo when it comes to their females and the pleasure these males take so much pride in providing.&lt;/i&gt;<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></SPAN>]]></description>
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<title>Wanna Play (Ghost Unit, Book Three)</title>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress—a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He’d never seen menace so perfectly packaged.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolled off him. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Summoned by someone she trusted to solve her problems, Jas wanted to trust him and, ohhh baby, she wanted to play with that beast.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>It would have been Blaster’s pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn’t let him be the shield at her back as she did it.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><SPAN style="mso-fareast-font-family: 'MS Mincho'"><FONT size=3><FONT face="Book Antiqua">&lt;i&gt;Reader Advisory: This is an action novel with short instances of violence that may not be for the faint of heart.&lt;/i&gt;<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></SPAN>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 16:42:17 +0200</pubDate>
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<title>Any Price</title>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Jack knew all about secrets. The government trusted him to keep them, find them, exploit them. Home for a short rest from that world, he hadn’t meant to overhear his sexy neighbor’s darkest desires. Being the focus of those wicked wishes was news to him.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>Introducing Carmen to the fantasy of being a submissive was a mission he didn’t expect to last long. He certainly didn’t expect her to show him natural sensuality that brought him to his knees.</FONT>
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<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 3pt 0pt 0pt"><FONT face="Book Antiqua" size=3>A lifetime of looking at the other side of the fence brought a man to this. Investing more than he could afford and it wasn’t cash. Carmen came with a dangerous price. One he’d willingly pay to keep this woman safe in his arms.</FONT>]]></description>
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