IN THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT Even though haughty Elizabeth Lancaster wasn't his type of woman, there was something about her that fascinated Major Alexander Knox. He wanted to caress her smooth skin, to entwine himself in her willowy limbs, to lose himself in her flashing eyes. The American fighter tried to convince himself she was his Tory enemy, but his desire spoke louder than his reason. And when he got the chance to waltz her out onto a secluded shadowy terrace, Alexander gave into his passion and surrendered to the need to possess her. BY THE LIGHT OF DAY Jet-haired Elizabeth Lancaster cursed herself for her attraction to the devil-may-care traitor. Improper, scandalous thoughts of how he held her in his arms destroyed her peace of mind night and day, no matter how much she damned him for a bounder. Time and again, she saw him infiltrating Tory functions-and yet she held her tongue. She knew full well how he'd pay her for protecting him: with deep, heady kisses and daring, tingling caresses that would make her ache to spend a lifetime in his TRAITOR’S EMBRACE.

HE NEEDED HER SECRETS American captain Jonathan Knox relentlessly sailed the seas in search of the British ship that held his brother captive. He hadn't meant to waste time taking prisoners from his latest conquest, but when he learned the lovely passenger Charlotte Winston was not only his enemy's betrothed but an English general's daughter to boot, he couldn't very well let the chit go. Besides, she was quite a tempting morsel, with those big dark eyes and that smooth creamy skin. He would just have to keep her very close indeed until she told him all she knew —- and gave him all she had! SHE WANTED HIS LOVE How dare that Yankee captain keep her locked in his cabin! Charlotte knew nothing that could help him —- and she wouldn't tell if she did. She struggled to keep her hatred for her arrogant captor at a fever pitch, but it was desire, not fury, that was soon heating her traitorous flesh. For she couldn't deny how much she wanted Jonathan's demanding kisses, how she yearned to feel the warmth of his lips against her skin. She was imprisoned by passion now, and would forever be...THE CAPTAIN'S CAPTIVE