The Rancher Takes a Bride

      Sylvia McDaniel
The Rancher Takes a Bride

Eugenia Burnett wants grandchildren. This cunning widow is determined to find wives for her brood of handsome sons. She thinks fiery Rose Severin is just the woman for her obstinate eldest son, Travis. But Rose, speaks to the dead or at least pretends to, until she can earn enough money to return to New York. And Travis is determined to rid Fort Worth, Texas of imposters like Rose."Where's My Mother's Wedding Ring?"Travis shook Rose hard enough to make her head shake and then quickly released her, her soft skin leaving his hands warm, the smell of her causing his blood to flow like hot lava.She took a deep breath, the tops of her breasts straining against the material of her chemise, the outline of her nipples peeking through the white material. "I don't have your mother's ring. I didn't steal anything!"He looked around the room and spotted her reticule lying on the bed. Quickly he grabbed her bag and started rifling through it."You're welcome to search through my belongings, but you're not going to find the ring. I suggest you start with my trunk."Blood heated his already flushed skin. God, she was beautiful, standing there proudly in her chemise and stockings defending herself, even though he knew it was a lie. Her glossy brown hair hung loose and curling wildly down her back, urging him to run his fingers through her locks. Her skin was flushed with anger, her green eyes flashed with annoyance, and like a Gypsy queen she wove a spell around him.If only she wasn't a cheat and a liar. He paused and let his eyes roam over her body long enough to get her attention. She tilted her nose in the air disdainfully, yet her cheeks had a rosy tint to them that belied her proud defiance. God, he wanted her."To hell with the trunk. What if I start with you?"Travis watched her swallow and noticed a spark of unease in her eyes. He took a couple of steps toward her. She retreated until her back was against the wall.He placed his hands on either side of her, touching the wall, trapping her. "I could run my hands inside your clothing and let my fingers...""Stop!" Nervously, she licked her lips, then placed her hands on his chest and pushed away from the wall, propelling him back. Thrusting her breasts out, she placed one hand on his chest and firmly pressed. She stared into his eyes. "I can talk to you till we're both older than dirt, and you aren't going to believe a word I say. So I'm saying it for the last time. I didn't steal your mother's ring."Travis wrapped his arms around her, his gaze drawn to her luscious mouth. He watched as she ran her tongue across her bottom lip, and the urge to follow its path overcame him. What did she taste like? Was she honey and sweetness or something more exotic?"Like I was saying," he drawled. "I think I'll start with your lips."

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    Wronged (Book 1)

      Sylvia McDaniel
Wronged (Book 1)

Until the day of Jean Cuvier's death, his wives had no idea that he had promised until death do us part to more than one woman. Now, the Cuvier Widows must deal with his duplicity, while wondering who poisoned their wayward husband. Can they ever learn to trust and find love again?WrongedShock, anger and humiliation were the only emotions Marian Cuvier felt for her murdered husband, Jean, especially after the detective informed her she’s not the only woman he married. There are three Cuvier widows and each one is suspected of murder. After Jean’s death, Marian must enter the male dominated New Orleans business world and battle Jean’s handsome business partner, Louis Fournet to safeguard her children’s future and save their only source of income, Cuvier Shipping. Yet Louis has a way with women that Marian that arouses feelings she’s never experienced. Meanwhile Louis is wielding his power to sell the business without her knowledge. Can Marian learn to trust again or will Louis’ ruthless ambition shatter her heart as well as her future.

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