Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures
Following in the footsteps of her pirate great-grandmother, Grace O'Malley takes matters into her own hands, risking her love…her life.
Owen O'Donnell views the 'Deer Stalker' as a Robin Hood to the starving villagers. Only, Lord Rushmount has vowed to stop the poacher one way or another. As suspicions grow, Owen fears he won't be able to keep Grace from harm's way.
Grace knows the perils facing them all, but cannot pull back in this most dangerous game…maddening one man…thrilling another.
An Impossible Love…
As if from a far country Grace heard a voice murmuring to her, calling her beloved, using all the love words she'd ever dreamed of hearing. She wanted nothing, not even the opening of her eyes, to interfere with that voice so deep and anguished and filled with longing. She lay motionless in Owen's arms letting his love enter her soul.
His fingers touched her hair, his hand trembling as he stroked it back from her face. Could this man of iron fear she was badly hurt, dying mayhap? In truth she'd never felt so alive.
This couldn't continue. She opened her eyes right into Owen's dark gaze.
"You love me."
As if she were a hot coal, he dropped her from his grasp. "You're awake," he said and scowled. "For how long?"
"Long enough." She grinned up at him.
"You're fully recovered, I see. I'm a fool of a man."
"That is true," she said, the smile never leaving her.