Lord of the Island

IAN--A Red-Haired Giant of a Man Who Didn't Kiss Like a Stranger...

The American woman had no business coming to stay on Skye in the winter, Ian MacLeod insisted, but when Tess Hartley shed her rain gear inside the tiny cottage she'd leased from him, the laird was enchanted by the dark-eyed siren whose eyes were sad and soft as sea mist-and whose fiery temper revealed a rebel who wouldn't be ordered around by any man ... even if he led the island's ruling clan!

His Mouth Was a Sin-and Irresistible

He'd expected pity, even revulsion at the evidence of his terrible accident, but Tess's pain ran as deep as his did, and her artist's eye responded to Ian's scarred face with wonder at his courage... and a wildfire hunger to lose herself in his arms. His embraces healed her sorrow, and his gift of life taught her hope. But when she heard his heart call hers across the moor, could she finally accept his love?