Ecstasy's Bride

FURY'S FIRE
Elizabeth Dickerson had never been so angry in her life! Seth Branting had promised to marry her – she had it in writing. And now the handsome Wyoming rancher not only denied he proposed he insisted all the letters she’d received from him were forgeries! Well, Elizabeth wasn’t going home to St. Louis without teaching Mr. Branting a lesson about toying with a lady’s affections. Not that she wanted to wed the arrogant polecat – she’d rather die than face his mocking blue eyes everyday and submit to his lean, hard strength every night. This was just a matter of principle!

PASSION'S FLAME
Seth thought he’d seen every devious trick a woman could pull, but this beat them all. That ginger-haired fortune hunter had a lot to learn if she thought her ploy would get her one-penny of his hard-earned wealth. She did put on a good act, though, with those seductive hazel eyes glowing in outrage and those luscious red lips pouting in wounded innocence. He wanted to take her in his arms and kiss the truth out of her, hear her sigh his name as he caressed her soft flesh into sweet submission, make her tremble with desire as she vowed t become Ecstasy’s Bride.