Mary Lyons, also known as Mary-Jo Wormell, was a prolific British author of over 40 novels. Publishing from 1983 to 2001, her works captivated readers with their romantic sensibilities. She adopted a pen name, distinguishing her literary pursuits from her political endeavors. Her writing is characterized by an ability to craft compelling narratives.
The Latin loverWealthy Lorenzo Foscari had received threats against his life. But he was outraged when his insurance company assigned him a bodyguard -- especially since they'd sent him the sexiest woman he's ever seen!Antonia Simpson knew it would be a tough assignment, but the real challenge was resisting Lorenzo's seductive Italian charm. Because, once he'd kissed her, Lorenzo seemed quite happy to let Antonia guard his body -- day AND night....
Jetzt und für immer. Du gehörst nur mit allein. Hochzeit in Notting Hill. Nur vier Wochen Seligkeit?
Když Lauře dá její zaměstnavatel po romantickém víkendu plném lásky, výpověď, nemůže Laura uvěřit vlastním uším. Je Jack opravdu takový padouch, anebo je všechno jinak?
Tak strašně jako Luke Cunningham ještě Angeliku Lonsdaleovou nikdo nenaštval. Úplně ji znemožnil coby průvodkyni po londýnské City před turisty. A pak ho nenapadne nic jiného, než udusit její ústa svými rty!
Jack Wilder had three golden rules: 1) Never mix business with pleasure. Unfortunately he had broken that one the moment he met Laura Parker. The fact that she worked for him was easily fixed. 2) Love them and leave them The press didn't call Jack Mr Loverman for nothing. Laura had fallen for his casual seduction, only to find herself sacked for sleeping with the boss! 3) Never underestimate the competition Laura was determined that she wasn't 2,uinto be just another notch on Jack's bedpost! She wanted revenge! Jack Wilder would just have to add another rule to his list--that hell had no fury like a woman scorned!
What else could she do but take the man home? Surely when a handsome stranger manipulates you into giving him a lift and promptly faints with fever in the front seat of your car, the term "mannapping" hardly applies. Not knowing where he belonged, Polly Preston had simply taken him home. Granted, "home"--Winterfloods Farm--was two hundred miles from the London hotel lobby where they'd met. But Polly's involuntary houseguest adjusted easily to his whereabouts. In fact, James Linklater seemed to be adjusting rather too well. Polly soon wondered just how long she could tend to his needs without giving in to his charms!
