The Thief's Mistress
IT WAS A TIME OF MAGIC AND MIRACLES, WHEN WARRIORS BATTLED
FOR A LADY'S HAND AND TROUBADOURS SANG SONGS OF LOVE....

She was passing through Sherwood Forest when the bandits struck, robbing her party of all they possessed. But from Marian, the rogue Robin stole only a kiss. Burning with rage -- and desire -- she hastened to Nottingham, where another man waited: Sir Guy of Guisbourne, a nobleman who suited her passions -- and her purpose. But she couldn't forget Robin Hood. With eyes that brazenly claimed her and searing kisses tha branded her his own, he was the man she was born to love ...

Her seething contempt kindled him almost as much as the sheer power of her beauty -- hair pale as winter sunlight, eyes cold as winter frost. Robin, King of Sherood Forest, master of all he desired, wanted Marian with a sudden and unassuageable hunger. In Guisbourne he recognized a cunning and deadly enemy, a man willing to kill to claim Marian's love. But when Marian came seeking Robin's help, nothing could alter the destiny -- and the danger -- that drove them into each other's arms....