Jocelyn Fleming was a feisty, flame-haired aristocrat — newly widowed after a shockingly brief marriage to an elderly British lord. Wealthy and titled, yet aching with the pain of unexplored desire, her restless heart led her from polite London society to the perilous beauty of the untamed American West.
Colt Thunder was a rebel, a loner. Impossibly handsome, brutally unpredictable, the Cheyenne blood running through his veins burned hotter than the blistering Arizona sun.
In a bold and merciless land, their vastly different worlds collided — the wild desert stallion and the untouched English rose — igniting an unstoppable firestorm of frontier passion that threatened to consume them both!
This was the knight Ranulf, her kidnapper, who was pledged to deliver her into the worst kind of bondage – marriage to the craven Lord Rothwell. But Reina was no acquiescent girl to accept fate’s whim.
To save herself from the union forced upon her, she offered Ranulf a bargain: Become my husband yourself. In exchange for your protection, I will make you a great lord.
The nuptial bed was not part of the bargain. And the haughty Ranulf soon made it clear that he would accept no marriage of convenience: Come to me of your own free will – or I will take you!