A former army brat and registered nurse, Teresa wrote her first novel at the age of twenty-one and has since gone on to win the hearts of critics and readers alike. Teresa currently lives in a log-cabin house in Kentucky with her husband, Michael, four lovably neurotic cats.
"The Bride and the Beast"
Bantam Books, June 2000, HC Reviewed on 5/28/01 | |||||
Gwendolyn Wilder did not believe in dragons. But the superstitious villagers of Ballybliss did, and so she found herself
bound to a post as a sacrificial offering to the Dragon of Weycraig. Fifteen years earlier, someone had betrayed the Laird of Weycraig
and his handsome young heir to the English for a thousand pounds in gold. Now the Dragon was demanding that very
amount. The frightened Highlanders hoped that instead of gold, the fair virgin would satisfy the beast's insatiable appetite.
As for Gwendolyn, she never doubted that the so-called Dragon was a fraud. She knew there was a perfectly good explanation
for the mysterious lights and the unsettling sound of bagpipes drafting from the crumbling castle. As rumor stated he
took the form of a man, never showing his face, he carried her into his lair and made her his prisoner, his pampered pet.
And while she didn't expect to be eaten by the fire-breathing Dragon, neither did she expect to be warmed by his sensuous
caresses or devoured by his passionate kisses. Gwendolyn was the very last thing the Dragon expected - and she could
never know that he was no monster but a flesh-and-blood man. Still, this man of devastating virility was more dangerous
than any dragon. He would weave a sensuos spell around her that would defy all her commonsense notions and tempt
her to believe in something even more unlikely than dragons and more powerful than the past that threatened them
both - true love.
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"Fairest of Them All"
Bantam Books, June 1995 Reviewed on 3/25/00 | ||||||
She was rumored to be the fairest woman in all of England. But Holly de Chastel considered
her beauty a curse. She had already turned away scores of suitors with various ruses, both fair and foul. Now she
was to be the prize in a tournament of eager knights gathering from across the land, each more dtermined than the
last to win her hand. Holly had no intention of wedding any of them, and concocted her most outrageous plan yet:
to disguise her beauty from the avarious eyes. But she never planned on Sir Austyn of Gavenmore. the darkly handsome
Welshman had come looking especially for a plain bride and Holly seemed to fit the bill. Suddenly she found herself
in the possession of this mysterious stranger, esconced in his castle, and forced to keep up her carefully planned
illusion. Why did this electifyingly passionate male, who could have any woman he wanted, desire a homely bride -
and what would happen when he learned he'd been tricked? By the time Holly found out, it was too late to avoid
the searing fires of passion - and the dark curse of Gavenmore.
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"Thief of Hearts"
Bantam Books, October 1994 Reviewed on 3/25/00 | ||||||
Prim and pampered, Lucinda Snow knew little of men and nothing of danger, until the fog-
shrouded night she found herself abducted - and at the mercy of the legendary Captain Doom. Ruthless and mocking,
tender and virile, the notorious pirate awakened all Lucy's passionate longings, then abandoned her with nothing
but a kiss. Now, safely at home, the alluring waif is tormented by treacherous memories - and by the presence of
Gerard Claremont, her mysterious new bodyguard. Everything about him, from his forbidding size to his impertinent
manner, sparks her defiance. And even when Gerard's smile turns seductive, no one can make her forget Doom.
Yet only when Lucy's path crosses the captain's once more, will she learn who is on a voyage of retribution, and
who is out to steal her heart.
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"A Whisper of Roses"
Bantam Books, October 1993 Reviewed on 3/25/00 | ||||||
As she peered over the edge of the gallery, Sabrina Cameron trembled at the sight of the sun-
bronzed giant striding into view. But she never recognized the stranger.. not until the moment she found herself
surrounded by arms of warm steel - and drowning in smoldering green eyes that had once help cool disdain but
now shimmered with passion. Morgan MacDonnell, the boy, had been her tormentor. Now it looked as if Morgan,
the man, would prove infinitely more dangerous. Though hatred divided their clans, Morgan MacDonnell had come
to Cameron Glen hoping for a truce... only to find that by evening's end the only way to avert bloodshed between
the two families was for him to marry his enemy's daughter. But even as Morgan spirited Sabrina away to his rugged
fortress, his battle would not be won. For this delicate rose of a girl would put up a bold fight... and the spoils of
victory would be nothing less than a heathen MacDonnell's heart.
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"Once an Angel"
Bantam Books, April 1993 Reviewed on 3/25/00 | ||||||
The last thing Justin Connor expected to find washed up on the wild shores of New Zealand
was a young woman asleep on the sand, curled like a child beneath the moonlight. Though fiercely protective of
the haven he had found on this island paradise, Justin was compelled to rescue this mysterious refuge, little realizing
she would shatter his peace forever with her defiant courage, her vivid beauty, and the memories she stirred of a
past best forgotten. Orphaned, cheated of her inheritance, Emily had sailed halfway around the world to find the
man who had promised her father to take care of her - and instead had left her a charity case in an English boarding
school. She never dreamed she'd be tossed by the pounding surf practically at his feet, or that she'd find him a disturbingly
handsome recluse with the look of a pirate... and a disarming tenderness in his amber-flecked eyes. Confused by
conflicting emotions, Emily was determined to make Justin pay for her years of loneliness - with nothing less than
his heart.
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"Heather and Velvet"
Bantam Books, June 1992 Reviewed on 3/25/00 | ||||||
One moment lovely Prudence Walker was living th life of a dutiful orphan; the next she was
lying in a highwayman's arms. Wounded ina foiled robbery attempt and throughly drenched from a storm, the dreaded
Scot bandit seemed harmless enough. Or so Prudence thought - until the infamous rogue stole her breathe and her
will with his honeyed kissses, until she felt the rapier-sharp edge of his sensuous charm. She was everything Sebastain
Kerr had ever wanted, but could never have: and impish beauty with amethyst eyes and wine-sweet lips he longed
to plunder. But even as he drew Prudence into his embrace, he knew he must leave her. For the gray-eyed highwayman
was leading a dangerous double life, one that left no room for love. The courageous beauty and her sensuous
outlaw ignite fires passion that blaze from the storm-swept English countryside to the wild moors of Scotland...
forging unbreakable bonds of love.
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"Breath of Magic"
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"Breathe of Magic"
Bantam Books, March 1996 Reviewed on 7/1/99 | |||
Arian Whitewood hadn't quite gotten the hang of the powerful amulet she'd inherited from her
mother, but she never expected it to whisk her more than three hundred years into the future. Flying unsteadily on
her broomstick, she suddenly finds herself among towers of glass and metal, then tumbling from the sky to land
at the feet of a man with frost-gray eyes and a seemingly flint-hard heart. Reclusive billionaire Tristian Lennox
didn't believe in magic, but he had his own reasons for offering one million dollars to anyone who could prove it
existed. Now he finds himself besieged by fakes, frauds, and an old nemesis ready to leap on this opportunity to
destroy him. But the smoky-voiced beauty who appeared to fall from the clouds into his climate-controlled existence
is something else entirely - a woman able to enchant his lonely heart with wonder, but who can't possibly be what
she seems.
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"Touch of Enchantment"
Bantam Books, July 1997 Reviewed on 7/1/99 | ||||||
Heiress Tabitha Lennox considered her paranormal talents more a curse than a gift. So she
dedicated her life to the cold, rational world of science. Until the day she examined the mysterious amulet her
mother had left her and found herself catapulted seven centuries into the past - directly into the path of a rearing
black charger ridden by a chain-mailed warrior. Sir Colin of Ravenshaw had returned from the Crusades to find
his castle in ruins, his enemy poised to overrun the land where generations of Ravenshaws had ruled. The last thing
he expected was to half trample a damsel with odd garb and even odder manners. But it is her strange talent that
will create trouble beyond Colin's wildest imaginings. For everyone knows that a witch must be burned... but it
is Colin's heart that is aflame, over an enchanting woman he must not love, yet cannot live without.
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"Charming the Prince"
Bantam Books, April 1999 Reviewed on 5/17/99 | ||||||
Who would believe that Lord Bannor the Bold, Pride of the English and Terror of the French
would ever be brought low by any foe. But there he was holed in his tower, hiding from twelve ruthless conquers.
Oh, by the way they're just his kids. That's right, his kid's. After returning from the war, Bannor just wanted to live
a peaceful life but his children won't let him. Rather than lope their heads off or throw them in the dungeon as he
would do with any enemy, he decided to find them a mother. Which also meant he'd have to another wife. Determined
not to have anymore children, Bannor want an unattractive, meek, maternal woman but he got Lady Willow of Bedlington.
Willow couldn't believe her luck when Bannor's steward came to her father's keep. Willow was tired of taking care
of her step and half siblings and acting as maid to everyone. She thought this was her one chance to ever have a life.
It wasn't until she got to Bannor's castle, Elsinore, that she found out about his children. Anger and disappointed Willow
joins forces with the wild bunch and take the castle siege. But Bannor is smitten with Willow's wild ways and woes
her and his children's love. Love isn't enough without trust and Bannor might lose everything if he can't learn that
taught lesson.
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