When he awoke by the side of the road, with a throbbing head and a lovely woman bending over him, he couldn’t even remember his own name. Morgan Slater, U.S. Marshal, simply accepts pretty Mariah Penny’s word that he is her cousin, Cain Law. And that he is part of the family's medicine show.Mariah has good reason for misleading Morgan. The hard-headed lawman is hell-bent on shutting down her legitimate business.Soon Cain is running afoul of the law he's sworn to protect, and Mariah is caught in her own trap as cousinly banter turns into forbidden passion.AWARDS: Best Western Historical Romance, 1994, Romantic TimesNomineeBest Americana Historical, 1994, Affaire de CoeurFinalist, Best Western or Historical, 1994, San Diego Book AwardsREVIEWS:"Oh, what a tangled web Sharon weaves!" ~Literary TimesTHE LAW AND DISORDER SERIES, in series order The Law and Miss PennyThe Outlaw was no LadyA Lawman for MaggieTo Love a ScoundrelABOUT SHARON IHLE:Sharon Ihle is the bestselling author of more than a dozen historical romances set in the American West. A lifelong Californian, Sharon recently moved from the sunny beaches of San Diego to the frozen plains of North Dakota. Hard to believe, but it’s true.ReviewIf there's one thing US Marshall Morgan Slater can't stand, it's medicine shows. Taking the hard earned money from people for worthless medicine was just short of criminal in his book, so Morgan didn't hesitate to run the latest one out of town. On the trail of the Doolittle gang, Morgan followed the show out of town to be sure it didn't come back in his absence. However, when they got stuck in the mud...Mariah Penny took great pride in her medicines. Made from natural ingredients, she made certain her potions worked in most cases before she offered them to the public. Together with her mother and father, and a little help from an Indian Princess costume, Mariah was making something of the family's show. That was until Marshall Morgan Slater ran them out of town and their wagon got stuck in the mud...So, the wagon gets stuck in the mud, Morgan gets hurt, looses his memory, and wakes to find he is Mariah's cousin and actually part of the show! But the trouble really begins when Morgan starts to have sexual feelings toward Mariah which he believes is his cousin, and she is attracted to him, but unable to reveal the fact that he is not her cousin! Meanwhile, the Doolittle gang are still at large, the couple unknowingly befriend one of them, and Morgan's memory is coming back! Oh, what a tangled web Sharon weaves!Ms. Ihle has the perfect cure for the common cold - a hot and steamy read! This is one love potion that doesn't come in a bottle! A cure-all read! Ms. Ihle takes a unique look into an often overlooked corner of our wild west history, and brings it to life with a flourish all her own! -- Copyright © 1994-97 Literary Times, Inc. All rights reserved -- From Literary Times Views: 28
Serendipity leads Chip Collingsworth into mystery writing and to the small community of Turners Bend, Iowa, where he intertwines his new life and local events into Brain Freeze, his second novel with hero and alter ego Dr. John Goodman and FBI Agent Jo Schwann. Two crimes are solved and two romances emerge. Views: 28
The first in an ebook-exclusive series of action-packed novellas set in Ancient Rome introducing Pavo, a novice gladiator, and featuring Simon Scarrow's ongoing soldier character Optio Macro. It is AD 41. The savage Gaul Britomaris has defeated the best of the Roman gladiators in the arena. Now a young volunteer, Marcus Valerius Pavo, the son of a murdered general, has been given a month to prepare to face Britomaris in a fight which only one man can survive. He is to be trained by veteran soldier Macro, who fears for his young trainee's chances. But Pavo is motivated by more than a simple desire for victory or survival, and Britomaris may yet be facing his most dangerous opponent... Views: 28
Normally, Zeke Meeks wouldn't care too much about the science fair, but he needs the prize money. If he doesn't pay Grace Change fifty dollars, she'll use her evil fingernails to rip his face off. Now if only he could find a project that doesn't make the dog sick or clog up the pipes. Views: 27
Mad, bad, and dangerous to know. Theater of the Absurd takes on a whole new meaning when former teacher and Byron scholar Grace Hollister is hired as a script doctor for a cable film production -- and murder is the director. Views: 27
Matt Cobb goes to bat for a friend accused of murderMatt Cobb, an executive who is tasked with smoothing over sensitive situations for a major television network, is used to looking disaster in the eye. But while traveling upstate to look into rising corruption in the sale of cable broadcasting licenses, and mixing with some old college friends, he doesn't expect murder rears its ugly head. Cobb's former roommate, Dan Morris, is still pining over his ex-girlfriend Debbie Whitten, who's about to marry another man. But on the night before her wedding, Debbie is killed with a crushing karate blow to her throat, and Dan is accused of murder. Cobb has to prove his friend's innocence—no mean feat given that Morris was a martial arts expert and publicly vowed to put a stop to the marriage—and also that a shady DA has an agenda in locking him up. Meanwhile, the cable corruption issue won't die down, and Cobb becomes the target of a goon dubbed The Organic Hit Man, who... Views: 27
Lady Yasmine Hanswald can't fight her attraction to Lord Jorge Grauwolf, a sexy werewolf set on revenge. Will he use her then cast her aside, or can she win his heart and his bite?Air. I need air. She moved to the window and flung it open, thrusting her face into the night. Cool air helped. Still, her head swam. She ducked inside and backed to the bed then flopped. Jorge Grauwolf, what have you done to me? She put a hand to her chest and took breaths as deep as her corset would allow. It wasn't enough. Her vision went weak, causing the canopy over her bed to waver."Allow me," said the one person who could only make her situation worse.She lifted her head from her bed's counterpane. He stood in her room by the open window. He'd removed his coat and vest, and his cambric shirt gaped to reveal his tanned, bared chest. A halo surrounded him, and she fought for breath as darkness began closing in."I can't—" She gasped.He came to her in an instant. His large hands took her shoulders and rolled her. Sure fingers went to work on the hooks of her gown. In seconds, he had the stays of her corset loosened.She fisted the bedspread and sucked a gulping breath. The room came into clear view. Bending her chin to her chest, she inhaled deeply until her head stopped spinning."Did Youel touch you?" he asked, his words clipped but quiet. "Is that why you said my brother was dangerous?""Absolutely not. What a question." She pushed against the counterpane, but her arms buckled.The mattress sagged, and his cool fingers curved across the nape of her neck."How dare you?" she whispered, appalled by both her weakness and his audacity."How dare I come to your aide?" Humor laced his tone.He was a rake. Only a libertine would steal, uninvited, into a lady's bedroom in the middle of the night. And where was his anger from a second ago? "You may be a nobleman, but you're no gentleman." She slapped at his hand and found the strength to push to a sitting position. "Get out.""Ungrateful chit." Not a bit of irritation joined his words. He actually sounded amused.A flame flared in her belly, and she dared her first real look at him tonight. Laughter danced in his silver eyes. His black hair had come loose from its tie and reflected her gas lighting with a crisp sheen. His skin stretched taut across thick muscle and contrasted with the pristine white of his shirt. Jorge was the image of male beauty unlike anything she'd ever seen.And what did she look like? Her pristine gown wilted at shoulders and bodice. She'd just about fainted, which meant she likely had not a bit of color in her face. She put a hand to her hair and swallowed a moan of dismay to find it listing to the right. She had no choice, and pulled out two long pins. Her curls fell where they may.He licked lips shaped like an archer's bow. "I don't believe I've ever seen anything as gorgeous as you right now."A rush of wicked excitement set her heart to pounding. You're handsome and arrogant and alone with me on my bed. "Get out." Somehow, she didn't mean the words quite as much this time.He slid a finger into her sleeve and drew it downward, baring her shoulder.She clenched her teeth against an indignant cry. The last thing she needed was Trudi waking to find a man in her room. "Jorge Grauwolf," she managed in a breathy voice. She clutched her bodice and made to stand. Halfway up, her brain lost focus and her knees gave out. She collapsed…into his arms.He spread his thighs, settling her hips between. His fingertips found her thin silk chemise under the untied stays of her corset and wreaked havoc with her senses. He put warm lips to her ear and whispered, "You stir my appetite more than any succulent morsel that has ever tempted me."She inhaled sharply and tried not to imagine what he had in mind. Tried not to picture lying beneath him as she had so many times in her dreams. Views: 27
