Savage Kiss - Revision history

Amy at 23:12, 25 September 2007

2007-09-25T23:12:41Z

Amy: +cats, formatting

2007-09-25T23:12:07Z

+cats, formatting

Daisymau: New page: * '''Author''': Sylvie Sommerfield * '''Publisher''': Kensington * '''Year''': 1985 Forbidden rapture. The caress of the frontier wind and the kiss of the Western sun had always b...

2007-08-13T20:24:16Z

New page: * '''Author''': Sylvie Sommerfield * '''Publisher''': Kensington * '''Year''': 1985 Forbidden rapture. The caress of the frontier wind and the kiss of the Western sun had always b...

New page

* '''Author''': [[Sylvie Sommerfield]]
* '''Publisher''': [[Kensington]]
* '''Year''': 1985
Forbidden rapture. The caress of the frontier wind and the kiss of the Western sun had always been enough for ebony-haired Falling Water. Then she stumbled across a wounded white man, lying by the river. She should have left him to die... but one look at his rugged, handsome features, one glance at his muscled physique, and Falling Water knew she had to save him. When at last his eyes flew open at her soothing touch, his sensuous smile stole her heart. His lips met hers in searing rapture-and she could no more resist the flames of his passion than she could deny the fire of her own smoldering need... Wild Ecstasy. Rayne Freeman knew he must be dreaming. The pain of his wound, the blow to his head had conjured up the loveliest creature he had ever seen. Only the heat of her satin, supple skin, the wine of her lips, the silk of her hair, could convince him that she was no angel from heaven but a woman pulsing with life and desire. Sent into the uncharted wilderness to do a job, he was not a man to let passion interfere with business. But one moment of forbidden splendor in Falling Water's arms and he knew he could never betray the explosive ecstasy of their first SAVAGE KISS

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 * '''Year''': 1985
-'''Forbidden rapture.'''
+''Forbidden rapture.''
 The caress of the frontier wind and the kiss of the Western sun had always been enough for ebony-haired Falling Water. Then she stumbled across a wounded white man, lying by the river. She should have left him to die... but one look at his rugged, handsome features, one glance at his muscled physique, and Falling Water knew she had to save him. When at last his eyes flew open at her soothing touch, his sensuous smile stole her heart. His lips met hers in searing rapture - and she could no more resist the flames of his passion than she could deny the fire of her own smoldering need...
-'''Wild Ecstasy.'''
+''Wild Ecstasy.''
 Rayne Freeman knew he must be dreaming. The pain of his wound, the blow to his head had conjured up the loveliest creature he had ever seen. Only the heat of her satin, supple skin, the wine of her lips, the silk of her hair, could convince him that she was no angel from heaven but a woman pulsing with life and desire. Sent into the uncharted wilderness to do a job, he was not a man to let passion interfere with business. But one moment of forbidden splendor in Falling Water's arms and he knew he could never betray the explosive ecstasy of their first SAVAGE KISS

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 * '''Author''': [[Sylvie Sommerfield]]
 * '''Publisher''': [[Kensington]]
 * '''Year''': 1985
-Forbidden rapture. The caress of the frontier wind and the kiss of the Western sun had always been enough for ebony-haired Falling Water. Then she stumbled across a wounded white man, lying by the river. She should have left him to die... but one look at his rugged, handsome features, one glance at his muscled physique, and Falling Water knew she had to save him. When at last his eyes flew open at her soothing touch, his sensuous smile stole her heart. His lips met hers in searing rapture-and she could no more resist the flames of his passion than she could deny the fire of her own smoldering need... Wild Ecstasy. Rayne Freeman knew he must be dreaming. The pain of his wound, the blow to his head had conjured up the loveliest creature he had ever seen. Only the heat of her satin, supple skin, the wine of her lips, the silk of her hair, could convince him that she was no angel from heaven but a woman pulsing with life and desire. Sent into the uncharted wilderness to do a job, he was not a man to let passion interfere with business. But one moment of forbidden splendor in Falling Water's arms and he knew he could never betray the explosive ecstasy of their first SAVAGE KISS