Gail Faulkner - Ghost Unit (#1-3)

1. Full ride: Prin nervously crossed her legs and signed the contract. Was she crazy? Yes! Crazy, desperate, and all things people are when they agree to do something insane. She held a contract outlining one night of submission to a stranger! Submission so complete, his requirements for preparation before presentation of herself to him made her blush while her womb tightened in anticipation.

She would do anything to escape the dreams. Would this work? God, she hoped so. Wrenching dreams that came almost every night. The man in them never varied, his control of her body and its responses drove her to the edge of sanity. She'd wake up screaming for release, finding nothing but wet sheets and an empty house.

Tall, dark and dominate, he'd long since accepted being alone for this lifetime. He'd met his lady, lover and submissive, but only in the dreams. Dream Walking is a door to the past or future, but never the present.

She entered the suite and the unimaginable reality of his woman alive in this time exploded across his brain. She assumed the required stance. Now, spread naked before him stood everything he'd never dared hope for.

2. Slipknot: Rem has found the woman he needs. Recently retired from Special Forces, he's seen the worst the world has to offer. Like a caged beast gazing at freedom, he's hungered for Kathryn from their first encounter. Accidentally discovering her dark, sexual side only fuels his obsession with the elusive, delectable body she inhabits. Rem is determined to become her lover. If he can capture her sexually, he'll find a way to hold onto her.

Kathryn is intent on shedding her bleak past. But the past has a way of biting a person on the butt. Sinister and deadly, it follows her into her new life. Rem's protection is heavenly, if only she can remember he's doing it because his sister is in danger as well.

The danger stalking them catches Kathryn in its deadly grip. Nothing in his life has prepared Rem to watch his love suffer its rage. The beast leashed within his soul for so long knows what to do. Loving her with everything he is, or ever was, is the price he will pay for redemption.

3. Wanna Play: Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress — a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He'd never seen menace so perfectly packaged in a woman. Wanting her was intoxicatingly forbidden and totally pagan.

Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolling off him spoke of a deadly animal. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Ohhh baby, Jas wanted to play with that beast. Too bad they wouldn't have time.

It would have been Blaster's pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her, but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn't let him be the shield at her back as she did it.