Stormfire — Carol Finch

SOFT-HEARTED DREAMER

All Miki Lassiter had left, now that her father had drunk and gambled away the family fortune, was her beautiful chestnut stallion and her dream - to stake a ranching claim in the newly opened Oklahoma territory and raise horses. And nothing was going to stop her. Then she met the arrogant stranger who thought he was being kind by rescuing her from the fierce prairie thunderstorm. She tried to squirm out from under the brute's protective embrace until she found herself melting beneath the smooth hardness of his long, taut body. It was impossible to voice her independence while her heart surrendered to the fire of his passionate kisses and her very soul throbbed with desire as his experienced hands caressed her rain-drenched flesh...

HARDHEADED REALIST

Cale Brolin knew what a cyclone and flashes of lightning could do to a rider on the open prairie. That's why the rugged horse trader grabbed the crazy, but curvaceous beauty off her plunging stallion and pinned her to the ground. But it didn't take him long to realize that the real cyclone was not in the sky, but right there beneath him, wriggling to get free...While the storm pelted him with rain, the heat of her flesh scorched him through his damp clothes, and his arms tightened around her. He wanted to lie there forever, his face buried in her fragrant silver-gold hair, his lips savoring her soft curves. No longer a free man, he was now a slave to the tumultuous ecstasy of a spitfire in a raging tempest, ablaze in the rapture of STORMFIRE...