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Twas Madness!The blood of her people stained his hands, yet Ceridwen ap Morgan ached for his touch. Though Lord Raymond Beauchamp sparked fear throughout the Marches, her woman's heart knew that this dragon of a man nursed secret wounds in his soul. And she must wed this enigma. She shuddered–but was it from darkest dread…or deepest desire?Treaties Be Hanged!Raymond Beauchamp saw no advantage in wedding Ceridwen. Her very presence raised unwelcome ghosts of memory, and marriage to anyone would only interfere with older, darker vows he'd made. Yet he feared 'twas already too late! For his blood, once hot for revenge against his barbaric brother, now burned only for her…!

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THE QUEST FOR SECRETS HAD DESTROYED ONE MAN SHE LOVED. HER HEART COULD NOT BEAR TO LOSE ANOTHER.Isidora Binte Deogel had lost her father to alchemy, only to see Sir Lucien de Griswold willingly tread the same dangerous path. And now a cruel irony had made him her soul's desire and her the agent of his doom!THE NEED FOR ATONEMENT HAD DRIVEN LUCIEN DE GRISWOLD TO FORSAKE ANY CHANCE AT LOVE.But did Providence have a different fate in store for him? He looked upon Isidora and saw not the daughter of his loremaster nor the guardian of great mysteries, but the only woman who could transform the leaden pain in his heart into golden joy!

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A Woman Had Laid Seige to His HeartFulk de Galliard was sore dismayed. A man of dark secrets and dangerous prowess, he was unfit to be any noblewoman's spouse, even such a one as Jehanne of Windermere, who lived by her own knightly code. But now that the ambitions of a duplicitous earl had forced them into a betrothal, would this Iron Maiden be tempered by his touch?Sir Fulk had been the subject of many a fearsome rumor, Jehanne recalled. Now this enigmatic, overwhelming knight would be master of her keep by strength of royal command…and keeper of her heart by virtue of her own unchecked desire!