Joan Yelland is just sick of it, okay? She’s sick and tired of being the wealthy socialite her mother has raised her up to be. She’s just got to get away for a while, okay? Just a break, really. So she flies from the social whirl of Sydney to her godmother’s home on a cattle station in the north of Australia. Landing in a DC-3, on a dirt strip in the middle of nowhere, the well-turned-out beauty starts an adventure she’ll never forget! On the two-day trek to her godmother’s home, in the company of their cantankerous niece Shelley, she fords a flooded river on horseback, and camps out in the bush overnight, hearing the didgeridoos off in the darkness, and meeting one of the reclusive “moonshiners” when she takes a short walk away from camp in the evening. Arriving at Lantana Station just as a cyclone hits, the adventure is just beginning!
When the shipwrecked Marc de Courtenay washes up on the shores of French-occupied Scotland, he is picked up by the badly-scarred Lady Isobel Dalceann. Since her late father had been one of the few Scottish lords to refuse to bend to French rule, her castle has been under siege for ages. Nevertheless, something draws Isobel to Marc. She allows him into her keep, where she nurses him back to health. They also fall in love–but can their love survive when Marc returns, the head of the army that has been sent to crush Dalceann once and for all?
Note: This book deserves a TRIGGER WARNING, not just in the rating, but also above the fold.
After the passing of her parents and the death of her cousin-fiancé, Dracot, Diana Gardiner is in a terrible position. Impoverished, she is living on the charity of her unctuous and obsequious relations, Lord and Lady Radley. Their son is abusing her younger brother, Archie, just because he communicates better with animals than people. Escape is essential, but Diana has nowhere to go. Then, she receives a letter addressed to “D. Gardiner” from the Earl of Blaize. The Earl is in need of a librarian. Diana jumps at the opportunity. After all, she is as much a scholar as Dracot had been.
Liane Mason has moved back in with her father, on his slowly deteriorating ranch, after her now-ex-husband was sent to prison. She has to heal from her physical wounds, as well as the emotional ones, and try to raise two kids, too! Old high-school flame Jake Whitaker is no help; her father had taken him in after he lost a leg fighting forest fires, and she’s been avoiding him. Until four escaped felons change everything for them all…
Hugh Rowland isn’t fit to marry (or so he was told). Being unattached, he is perfect for Sir Parker’s unorthodox assignment: to go undercover as a street thief and infiltrate a crime ring masterminded by members of the Ton. Hugh is doing well with his assignment, too–until he rescues Rebecca Westcott from a rogue in the street. When Rebecca insists on “saving” her street thief by installing him as a servant in her family’s house, Hugh struggles to maintain his disguise. As for Rebecca, she cannot understand why she feels that the rough and criminal servant is the only man she could ever love . . . if she could save him from himself.
Laurie Stephens and her mother have taken a big step–they bought a lovely old ranch home, and have opened a hotel in it. Despite both of them having held jobs in the hotel world, it’s not going well, and Laurie is getting worried…until Rolf Audley suddenly crashes into their lives–literally!
Esmeralda Jones is a nurse, and has a bit of a crush on one of the residents; but there’s a problem, you see…she’s a cripple. So when the dashing Dutch surgeon, a friend of one of the local doctors, offers to fix her foot up–well, maybe Leslie will notice her then!
Anna Tarrant has had it kind of rough, all her life. She’s convinced that her stepfather is trying to kill her, and has been since she was 11. So she’s run into hiding, and has managed to stay one step ahead of him for years now. Throughout, she’s had this fantasy of a gallant knight who would be there, and help her recover her inheritance, and expose the treacherous stepfather for what he really is.
…or is it a fantasy?
Flint Fortune, recently returned former black sheep of the family, is being set up. The family has been in a bit of turmoil the last few months, and there have been several of the notoriously-loner Fortune men who have found true love–but not Flint, no way! Especially not with the lovely widow who is the sister of his brother’s fiancee. Four kids, after all…
Portia Haverall was raised by an academic and taught to be a thinking woman. Then, her father decided she was a bit too shrewish and outspoken–that she’d never marry unless she could be a proper lady. After one too many fights where he cut Portia out of his will, Haverall suddenly dies, leaving Portia alone and penniless. When she fails to find a relation to take her in, Portia spends the night unchaperoned at a public inn. In the middle of the night, a terrified woman pounds on her door for sanctuary. When the woman is pursued into the room by “the Beast”–a giant, uncouth looking man–Portia does the only sensible thing: she knocks him out with a bedwarmer.