SHE BELONGED TO THE LAND
The natives called her Tiare, after a beautiful island flower. Though Sirena Sinclair had been born in Boston, her heart belonged to Tahiti, where she'd come with her father to establish a trading post. Then a broad-shouldered, sun kissed man of the sea appeared to awaken her desires ... and Sirena found herself torn between two loves: her exquisite, unspoiled island and virile Captain Jonathan Breed, who was likely to sail off without her before another jasmine scented, passion-filled night had passed...

HE KNEW NO LIFE BUT THE SEA
Jonathan served under French command, but knew true loyalty only to his mistress, the sea. Until he encountered a vision of paradise. Her flowing hair laced with white flowers, the willowy, violet-eyed Sirena embodied all the wild loveliness of Tahiti. Jonathan was not a man who could put down roots anywhere. Yet he could never turn away from the soul-stirring ecstasy he found in the arms of his willing and wanton island love...