Would His Kisses Free Her Deepest Desires...Or Make Her a Prisoner of Love?

From the moment Croft Falconer walked into her West Coast bookstore, Mercy felt drawn to him. He radiated an aura of mystery and a raw, primitive maleness that made her shiver with desire. Her career was books; his was violence, the beautifully controlled violence of the Asian fighting arts. That was all he would tell her when he demanded the Valley of Secret Jewels, a rare edition of erotica she had advertised. How could Mercy have guessed the deadly secret of this book of forbidden passion? How could she have imagined that it would take her to the lust-haunted halls of a wealthy collector's remote mansion? And how could she have known it would be the first step on a woman's most perilous journey, that Falconer would become the lover of her dreams... stroking her gently, touching her deeply, and leading her toward the breathless limits of ecstasy itself.