***BOTH SAVAGE DEVIL AND TWISTED KNIGHT MUST BE READ BEFORE BROKEN KING.FINAL BOOK IN SERIES.***He thought he could destroy me.Threatened me. Murdered the people around me. Then trapped me with no way out.What he didn't realize was I had the devil on my side.He played the long game. Longer than anyone thought. He thought he was smart with an entire town on his side.He tried to destroy my life and everything I loved.But I grew up in a different part of town. And where I was from, we protected our own.It may not be pretty, but watching him break into nothing may be the happiest moment of my life. I just hope the devil doesn't trick me again.

Savage Hills...where survival is incidental to the mission, and the mission just became ten thousand times harder. The Republic's kids were soft. Technology had made them weak. Pushbutton war was a great concept, and indeed had let them steamroll many a weaker nation. But the Regulators weren't made for this kind of war. The kind that required an iron will and a reservoir of endurance. Legions of troops would have been helpful too, but the Republic had been too decimated from years of empire-building to offer more than teens like Joe to the fight. And then the savages attacked with a fury never imagined. Joe could spit again and again and never rid himself of the stench of death. Nothing could take back what he'd seen. Too many friends and so many savages had lost their pathetic lives in some forsaken canyon behind enemy lines. Savage Hills, indeed.

When Candace Savage and her partner buy a house in the romantic little town of Eastend, she has no idea what awaits her. At first she enjoys exploring the area around their new home, including the boyhood haunts of the celebrated American writer Wallace Stegner, the backroads of the Cypress Hills, the dinosaur skeletons at the T. Rex Discovery Centre, the fossils to be found in the dust-dry hills. She also revels in her encounters with the wild inhabitants of this mysterious land -- two coyotes in a ditch at night, their eyes glinting in the dark; a deer at the window; a cougar pussy-footing it through a gully a few minutes' walk from town. But as Savage explores further, she uncovers a darker reality -- a story of cruelty and survival set in the still-recent past -- and finds that she must reassess the story she grew up with as the daughter, granddaughter, and great-granddaughter of prairie homesteaders.

When five strangers rode into Benson shortly before midnight, they seperated on the edge of town, headed their mounts for different lively stables and did not meet again that night. Sage Venner had ridden his men into town to bring off one of the most daring robberies in the history of the West...

Sandra Hill strikes with humor, character, and artistry. Sweeter Savage Love is hot hot hot!" The Literary Times The stroke of surprisingly gentle hands, the flash of fathomless blue eyes, the scorch of white-hot kisses . . . Once again, Dr. Harriet Ginoza is swept away into rapturous fantasy. The modern psychologist knows the rough and ruthless man of her dreams is everything she should despise, a quintessential male chauvinist, yet time after time, she finds herself lost in visions of a dangerously handsome rogue straight out of a historical romance. Harriet never believed that her dream lover would cause her any trouble, but when a twist of fate casts her back to the Old South she meets him in the flesh! To her disappointment, Etienne Baptiste refuses to ravish her and fulfill her secret wishes. If Harriet has any hope of making her amorous dreams become passionate reality, she'll have to seduce this charmer with a sweeter savage love than she'd imagined possible . . . and savor every minute of it.