My Lonely Heart - A Short Story It’s Valentine’s Day and Holly is alone again. Darren is away on business as usual and Holly doesn’t know how she’s going to get through the day. But with some sage advice from the rehab center’s favorite patient, 85 year-old Mary, Holly just might find the strength to save her marriage. March: March Madness

Ring Out the Old - New Year’s Day and a new start Jen didn’t want to make My Lonely Heart - A Valentine's Day surprise Holly wasn't expecting March Madness - You don't have to be Irish to fall in love on St. Paddy's Day April Showers - April cut her hair to change her life, but this is too much

Indian Summer - Summer doesn't need a man in her life until she runs into a tree Raven’s Witch - If there's one thing a failed witch has to have, it's a familiar Thanksgiving Past, Thanksgiving Present -Eleanor returns home in an attempt to face her past Santana is Coming to Town -Santana loves Christmas and she hopes this will be the best ever

As she prepared for bed, Diana was feeling pretty satisfied with herself. She had managed to put a little dent in Davi's normally calm exterior; something she hadn't had the opportunity to do in far too many years. The Trouble Twins had pushed Davi beyond endurance quite a few times. It had been Davi who had given them that name and they’d become rather proud of it. But when he called them disease and pestilence, they knew they had gone too far and scampered away as far as they could get. Diana snuggled under the covers and bid her sister good night, but she was far from sleepy. She was home, Will was home and Thomas would be here in the next day or two. They would finally all be together. Not for long, she knew. Will would return to Dilham with Grandfather, Thomas would be knighted and enter the king's service (another price paid for supposedly supporting Richard III) and Elizabeth would journey to Fallonslair to foster with Cousin Catherine. Only she and Hal would be left. Diana sighed and rolled over, twitching the covers securely around her shoulders once more. She had learned long ago to make the best of any situation and could not let herself be gloomy when all was right with her world. And Davi? Diana was surprised when he popped back into her thoughts. There must be a reason she would think of him now. Of course, Davi had been like a member of the family since before she was born. In fact, her father had actually saved his life some twenty years before. But he was still a young man, not a blood relative, and most decidedly good-looking. Considering his reaction to her earlier, he might be a good candidate to practice her womanly wiles. Not that she had many wiles with which to practice, but she had to start somewhere. With a very satisfied smile at her newest and most daring plan ever, Diana fell peacefully asleep.

Catherine’s lips tightened at the tone of Anne’s voice. She was speaking to her as if she were a servant. But she said nothing, only turned and walked out the door after patting Anne reassuringly on the shoulder. She hurried down the stairs, not even bothering to tuck her hair back into place. She had left it unbound, not expecting visitors, and when she entered the courtyard, it tumbled about her shoulders in an unruly cloud of sable. It seemed that Catherine became aware of Fallon at the same time he looked up to see her walking across the courtyard. She could see his eyes flick over her from head to toe and she thought she saw a glimmer of distaste pass over his features. Hell and damnation. The man always seems to have me at a disadvantage, Catherine thought furiously. I haven’t used vulgar language, since that day at Dilham and just the sight of him has me swearing like a soldier. At that moment, Fallon removed his helm, shaking his long, black hair loose. It is him! Catherine screamed in her mind, not sure that she had not screamed out loud. The thought of Dilham, coupled with his actions, made the connection in her mind, and she knew without a doubt that Fallon was the lion of her nightmares. Kyle was watching Catherine intently. First, she blushed to the roots of her hair. Then she stopped dead in her tracks and her face turned a deathly white. Afraid that she was about to swoon, he started toward her, hoping to reach her before she fell to the ground and injured herself. Seeing Kyle bearing down on her, Catherine's mind went blank with horror and she fainted straight into his arms.

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.

Sweet Savage Charity – Plymouth Colony 1621 Within months of stepping off the Mayflower, Charity Williams buried her husband. Within hours, she was told whom she would marry. But Charity has other ideas. Aided by the Wampanoag brave she meets in the forest, she plans to defy the governor, the council and the whole colony. Of Love and War – July 4, 1943 John Jameson is home from the war. The Fourth of July has always been his favorite holiday, but now he finds himself alone on the boardwalk in his New Jersey home town. It seems like everyone he knew is either off to war or working in the factories producing the armaments of war. Along comes Julie to offer him a cold drink. Happy to have someone to spend the day with, especially one so young and beautiful, he accepts her invitation for a backyard picnic. He has no idea what is behind Julie’s seemingly innocent invitation. He has no idea that the afternoon will force him to face what he has lost and find his heart at last. Only In My Dreams - Delia Cummings isn't dissatisfied with her life. She doesn't think she has a life to be dissatisfied with. She works in a bakery, decorating cakes and bagging up rolls and pastries. Her husband, Charlie, as often as not falls asleep in front of the TV. Her children are grown and married, with not even a hint of a grandchild to give her purpose. After nearly thirty years of marriage and little to show for it, Delia is tired; just plain tired. And it is only in her dreams that she begins to find a reason to go on living.

Sometimes, love can be found in the strangest places. Mordaunt and the Dove - “Mordaunt Telracs, Singer of Ballads, Teller of Fortunes, Maker of Most Effective Love Potions” until he succumbs to the witch Grizelda. A Walk in the Woods - In search of the perfect woman, Mathias the Wizard invents the most perfect spell ever made Grindel’s Tale - Grindel fights developers who would destroy the woods he protects. Sir Dragonbreath - Gwendolyn is a lonely witch, looking for love.

Ariel (Aries) Ariel Ramson has everything it takes to compete in the world of NASCAR. Courage, ambition, an adventurous spirit, not afraid to take chances, except with her heart. Kent Landon has been following Ariel through the Internet, watching videos of her races and interviews, searching out images, and, to his disgust, acting like a teenager with a crush. Now that she’s racing at his track, he’s sure he’ll be able to get the tempting little gypsy out of his system. A red-hot weekend with Ariel to scratch that itch, and he’ll be able to get on with his plans to find a suitable wife. But Ariel’s competitive heart, not to mention his own, may be too tough for him to handle. Leah (Leo) - Leah Leonidas loves public relations. She eats, breathes, lives image with a capital I and she’s just gotten the assignment of her life. Cleaning up the image of the Pirate King, ruthless billionaire, Quinten Kingsley Maximilian Marshall III. Max has never met anyone like Leah. From their very first meeting, Leah has him off balance and running for cover. But he’s very much afraid that he can’t run fast enough or far enough to get Leah out of his heart. Sage (Sagittarius) - Deputy Sage Archer and her K-9, Badger. Finder of lost children, illegal drugs, bombs and heart-stopping cat burglars. When Sage entered the deserted bank building with Badger, she expected to find a bomb, not a thief who would rock her world. Stanton Daniels, master thief, cat burglar, a man with many secrets. When Deputy Archer saves him from a building about to be blown up by a bomb, it doesn’t take long for him to figure out that she’s the one person that can dig those secrets out of him.

Gina and Gemma (Gemini) Gina and Gemma Twining, twins that couldn’t be more dissimilar, or maybe they’re just two sides of the same coin. Gina is the writer, determined to write gritty novels, revealing the seamy underside of mankind. Gemma is an artist, determined to paint the world in soft pastels seen through rose-colored glasses. The sisters are vacationing in London when Gemma meets the man of her dreams. Suspicious by nature and wanting to protect her naïve sister, Gina pulls the old twin switch. But pretending to be Gemma and checking out the love of her sister’s life proves to be dangerous for Gina’s heart as well. Which twin will win this perfect Brit? Libby (Libra) Libby Balanca spends her days negotiating divorce settlements and the last thing she wants to do is negotiate between her two best friends. Krystal and Ana have been fighting over everything for the past year. The latest fight is over hot divorce lawyer, Dan Steadman. Dan spends his days protecting women dumped by their husbands after twenty or thirty years of marriage and he’s determined not to turn into one of those scumbags. He avoids marriage by playing the field but now he’s dating Libby’s two friends, Krystal and Ana. That he can handle. What he can’t handle is his feelings for Libby, and if he doesn’t find a way to break off with Krystal and Ana without breaking their hearts, he’ll lose Libby forever. Aquaria (Aquarius) Aquaria, conceptual artist (although she’d created nothing), free spirit (although she likes the life provided by her fishing captain father), a woman who wants to get as far away from fish and fishermen as she can. But until she can wheedle the money out of her father, she’s stuck in the tiny seaport town she’d grown up in. Javier, Javy to his friends and family, loves the sea, and as a third generation fisherman, has no intention of giving up the life he was born for. But when he meets Aquaria, nearly running her down in the dark with his bike, he’s soon faced with a choice that could tear him apart; his love or his life.