(Sequel to April Showers and May Flowers) Every year, Connie takes two weeks off from work, hoping to find adventure or at least something she’s good at. She’s tried skiing, she’s tried sailboarding, she’s even tried white-water rafting and all she’s succeeded in doing was making a fool of herself. Now she hopes she’ll find what she’s been looking for at the dude ranch. But when she gets off the plane, she finds the man who’s been stalking her at home is headed for the same ranch. Barry was just as shocked to see Connie as she was to see him. In fact, he was hoping this trip would help him forget that the woman he loved couldn’t stand the sight of him. Now she was here, at the ranch he’d called his second home since he was a kid, breaking his heart all over again. August: Dog Days of August

May Flowers - An unlikely friendship that turns into an unpredictable love The June Bridesmaid - Betty’s plans for seduction (or revenge) have to be put on hold Fireworks - It's time for Connie to set off some fireworks of her own Dog Days of August - All Jan wants is a puppy for her mother, not the love of her life

The June Bridesmaid (sequel to March Madness) Betty has never cared about her appearance. Why should she bother when men were always throwing themselves at her anyway? But not Brian O’Malley. He has eyes only for Betty’s friend, Angie, or so he would lead her to believe. Just when she decides to change her look, goaded into it by Brian’s insulting comments, he flies off to Ireland for an indefinite stay. Betty’s plans for seduction (or revenge) have to be put on hold until Brian returns for his best friend’s wedding. But when Brian finally shows up at the rehearsal, Betty finds her own game turned against her by the handsome, brooding Irishman. July: Fireworks

Raven's Witch - a novella Rowena comes from a long line of witches reaching back some two hundred years. So, she wants to know, why is it that her lotions separate, her potions harden and she can’t even cast a simple little love spell? Enter Allan, a raven that Rowena is sure is destined to be her familiar. But when the raven turns into an all too human man, Rowena knows she has failed once again. Man or familiar, Allan soon realizes it is up to him to rescue Rowena from the two hundred year old legend that keeps her spellbound. November: Thanksgiving Past, Thanksgiving Present

Summer Malone nearly died when she was twelve-years old and since then, she’s felt driven to prove herself. No way is she going to waste the second chance she was given as a child. She works hard and she plays hard. Hiking, kayaking, riding her dirt bike, pushing herself to her physical limits and beyond. When she runs her dirt bike into a tree, it’s Buck Harper to the rescue. Buck has never forgotten the little girl he’d carried down the mountain to the rescue chopper some twenty-five years before. And, as a juvenile criminal defense attorney, he’s been rescuing kids ever since. When a crazy woman comes charging up the trail on her dirt bike and skids into a tree right in front of him, he goes into rescue mode once again. Only this time, it’s not a sweet, young girl, but a bossy, arrogant woman who definitely does not want his help. October: Raven's Witch

All Jan wants to do is get her mother a puppy to help her get over her grief at the loss of her husband, Jan’s father. But when she gets to the shelter to pick up the girl puppy she had her heart set on, Kevin, a freak with a Mohawk and earring, is getting ready to walk away with her dog. Jan is still fuming when she gets to work the next morning, and it doesn’t help that she’s expected to train a new employee; the very same freak who stole her dog.

Ariana awoke to the sun shining in her eyes through the unglazed window, a slight smile on her face. She stretched her arms over her head, rolling onto her back. She'd had the most wonderful dream. A man's hands caressing her bare flesh softly, a man's strong arms around her, holding her close, murmuring soothing words into her ear. She felt the unfamiliar straw under her and her eyes flew open. She stared around her wildly, not knowing where she was or how she got there. She tried to sit up but felt dizzy and fell back onto the make-shift pallet, her hands clutching the rough blanket to her naked body. "Dear God, where are my clothes? How did I come to be here?” she thought frantically. It all came back to her in a rush; the soldiers, her wild ride through the forest to warn her father, her flight from the battle, the storm. Beyond that, she knew nothing. Tears started to trickle down her cheeks at all she had lost. This would not do. She had to get out of here, find help, reach Frederick. Dashing the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand, Ariana rolled over and made it to her hands and knees. She saw her clothes by the fire, hanging from sticks thrust into the ground. She remembered being carefully wrapped in the blanket and tenderly laid on the straw. Someone had cared for her, well. Perhaps she could enlist this stranger's aid in finding her way to Frederick. But it would not do for the stranger to find her naked and weak. He must find her fully dressed and standing on her feet as Lady Ariana, daughter of the great Earl William. She would then be in a position to demand his help. After all, he was probably one of her father's peasants and, thus, owed his allegiance to her as well. Ariana crawled over to her clothes and pulled them toward her. She managed to draw on her pantalets and chemise before having to rest against the wall. She closed her eyes and sat there, trying to catch her breath.