Viking Flame
SHE WAS A DELICATE IRISH BEAUTY

When Meara MacEagan spied the Viking camp on the shores of her native Ireland, her heart quickened in fear. A haunting past experience had taught the Erse maiden how cruel the northern barbarians could be. So when a fall down the steep embankment swept her into the arms of a giant, bare-chested stranger, the terrified beauty fought desperately to escape. But, to her amazement, the bronzed, muscle-bound raider tamed her fury with soothing words, stroked her tenderly with his powerful hands...and set her free! Back in the safety of her clan, Meara could not forget the virile Norseman whose gentle voice and exploring caress filled her with such fiery longing...

HE WAS A BRAVE AND NOBLE NORSEMAN

Brander had come to his Irish mother's homeland not to raid, but to find a wife and settle in peace. Yet no sooner did he arrive on Celtic shores than he was branded an enemy by a midnight-eyed maiden who tempted him beyond all reason. Though she feared him, her stormy gaze hinted of a passion longing for release. Though she fought, he would win her with soft kisses and slow caresses...Though she enslaved him with her innocence and beauty, he would soon possess her in love's embrace as he plumbed the depths of her deepest desires...and freed the wild, wanton woman who belonged to him alone!