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[[Category:Category Romance]] [[Category:1993 Releases]] [[Category:Contemporary]] | [[Category:Category Romance]] [[Category:1993 Releases]] [[Category:Contemporary]] | ||
* '''Author''': [[Julie Kistler]] | * '''Author''': [[Julie Kistler]] | ||
| − | * '''Publisher''': [[ | + | * '''Publisher''': [[Harlequin American Romance]] [[Harlequin American Romance By The Numbers|# 471]] |
| − | * '''Year''': | + | * '''Year''': 1993 |
* '''Setting''': | * '''Setting''': | ||
| − | * '''Amazon Listing''' | + | * '''Amazon Listing''': [http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0373164718/ref=nosim/103-3685024-2000659?n=283155 Finn's Angel] |
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| + | == Book Description == | ||
| + | She didn't know how, didn't know why, but Angie Marie Boone was suddenly on the lam. And until she could prove she was only the unfortunate scapegoat in a cat-and-mouse scam, her only choice was to keep moving. | ||
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| + | She caught the first train to nowhere...but in an isolated rail station she found more trouble-and his name was Finn Sheridan. | ||
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| + | Dusty cowboy boots...long, lean legs encased in skintight denim...ice-blue eyes that stared straight through her...and a mesmerizing, hypnotizing voice. If only she wasn't on the run.... | ||
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| + | But Angie didn't have time to catch her breath, as the sexy stranger swiftly swept her up in his arms. In a matter of minutes, she had not only become a fugitive from justice, but also a damsel in distress. | ||
Latest revision as of 20:49, 24 January 2008
- Author: Julie Kistler
- Publisher: Harlequin American Romance # 471
- Year: 1993
- Setting:
- Amazon Listing: Finn's Angel
Book Description
She didn't know how, didn't know why, but Angie Marie Boone was suddenly on the lam. And until she could prove she was only the unfortunate scapegoat in a cat-and-mouse scam, her only choice was to keep moving.
She caught the first train to nowhere...but in an isolated rail station she found more trouble-and his name was Finn Sheridan.
Dusty cowboy boots...long, lean legs encased in skintight denim...ice-blue eyes that stared straight through her...and a mesmerizing, hypnotizing voice. If only she wasn't on the run....
But Angie didn't have time to catch her breath, as the sexy stranger swiftly swept her up in his arms. In a matter of minutes, she had not only become a fugitive from justice, but also a damsel in distress.
