PASSION’S ANCIENT MAGIC By torchlight Will Scarlet lowered Katie into the soft furs that covered his bed. As he pulled away her velvet gown to expose her creamy whiteness he sensed the desire coursing through her. He had captured her, yet she moaned with pleasure as his gentle touch made her forget that he was one of Robin Hood’s bandits. For although he had taken her by force, he was keeping her, now, by love? DESIRE’S TIMELESS MYSTERY The lush darkness of Sherwood Forest seemed an arbor for their passion. In the night’s blackness, Katie’s shining golden hair blinded Will, and the heat of her flesh burned in him until he could wait no longer to taste the wine of her kisses. She was a wild beauty he longed to worship. And if tomorrow he must rejoin his outlaw band, tonight a deep primeval rhythm would unite them so that no sword, no prince, could part them now or forever?