So Wild a Dream

Before she could take another breath or even think another thought, Patrick's bold, mocking mouth was on hers, his lips warm, smooth, insistent. Fenella exploded at his touch...

Fenella Considine trembled as the black-clad stranger named Patrick Quinn stormed into her father's house. Quinn, the proud heir to Rookforest, had returned to strife-torn Ireland after being unjustly locked in a British prison for years. Now he strode into Fenella's life as boldly as he kissed her yielding lips.

Fenella had heard that Patrick belonged to beautiful Lady Cynara, the noblewoman he had vowed would be his bride. So why in this dark hour, with Ireland poised on the brink of revolt, had he defied convention to come to her bedchamber? could beautiful Fenella trust this man who was sworn to another? Would this one night of wild embraces and fiery passion make him hers forever...?