No Risk Refused. Cara Summers

      Nobody can write Forbidden Fantasies

      like Cara Summers!

      Of Led Into Temptation

      “Sensationally sensual … this tale of a forbidden,

      guilt-ridden love is a delight. Brimming with diverse,

      compelling characters, scorching-hot love scenes,

      romance and even a ghost, this story is unforgettable.”

      —Romancejunkies.com

      “This deliciously naughty fantasy takes its time

      heating up, but it’s worth the wait! …”

      —RT Book Reviews

      Of Taken Beyond Temptation

      “Great characters with explosive chemistry, a fun

      intrigue-flavored plot and a high degree of sensuality

      add up to an excellent read! …”

      —RT Book Reviews

      “Filled with intrigue, mystery, humor, sizzling

      hot love scenes, a well-matched couple, a surprise

      ending and a ghost, this story is unforgettable

      and definitely a winner.”

      —Romancejunkies.com

      Of Twice the Temptation

      “Well written! … Fans will be delighted to see their

      favorites return for brief appearances …”

      —RT Book Reviews

      “Cara Summers has penned two tales in Twice the Temptation which will not be forgotten, but will live on in the reader’s fantasies.” —Cataromance.com

      Dear Reader,

      I love writing FORBIDDEN FANTASIES for Blaze, and so getting the chance to write three in a row is a real treat!

      Seven years ago, spurred on by their father’s wedding, a bottle of champagne and a serious case of lust for their new stepmother’s gorgeous sons, Adair, Piper and Nell MacPherson each wrote down their most secret sexual fantasies about their “ideal” man and buried them in a stone arch on their family’s estate. Then they forgot all about them. Almost.

      Now, one by one, the Sutherland triplets, Cam, Duncan and Reid, are being drawn back to Castle MacPherson, not only by the erotic fantasies penned all those years ago, but also to right a wrong and restore a stolen bride’s long-missing dowry to its rightful owners.

      I hope that you enjoy Cam and Adair’s story, No Risk Refused, and that you will look for No Holds Barred in September and then No Desire Denied. All three books feature an amazing dog named Alba, who currently resides at the Northeast Animal Shelter in Salem, Massachusetts, but is waiting for her forever home. I hope you fall in love with her just as I did.

      For news on my future releases, visit www.carasummers.com. And for more information on the Northeast Animal Shelter and the Blaze Authors’ Pet Project, visit www.blazeauthors.com/blog.

      May all your forbidden fantasies come true!

       Cara Summers

      About the Author

      Was CARA SUMMERS born with the dream of becoming a published romance novelist? No. But now that she is, she still feels her dream has come true. And she owes it all to her mother, who handed her a Mills & Boon novel and said, “Try it. You’ll love it.” Mom was right! Cara has written over forty stories for Blaze, and she has won numerous awards including a Lifetime Achievement Award for Series Storyteller of the Year from RT Book Reviews. When she isn’t working on new books, she teaches in the writing program at Syracuse University.

      No Risk Refused

      Cara Summers

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      To my sons, Kevin, Brian and Brendan.

      As you’ve grown into fine young men, I’ve seen

      you do everything you can to protect and cherish

      the ones you love. In short, you inspire my heroes.

      Thanks! I love all three of you.

      And special thanks to the best editor in the world—Brenda

      Chin. You have once more pulled one of

      my stories out of the darkness and into the light.

       Prologue

       Glen Loch, NY

       Summer 1812

      THUNDER CRASHED AND lightning ripped through the sky while rain lashed at the stone arch over Eleanor Campbell MacPherson’s head.

      Perfect, she thought.

      It was one of her dreams that had awakened her. She’d heard Angus’s voice again. The sound of the wind had drawn her out onto her balcony and when she’d seen the clouds roll in over the lake, blacking out the stars, she’d known it was time to begin her mission. To right a wrong that she’d done so many years before.

      Slipping out of the castle, she’d raced the rain to the stone arch and reached it just as the skies opened. The dreams that had been recurring since her husband’s death had centered here in the place that had played such a powerful role in her life and in Angus’s.

      Her sons and daughters-in-law, who loved her dearly, would not be happy that she regularly sneaked out of the castle in the dead of night. Even less happy that she was here in the stone arch on a night like this. And she doubted they would approve of her plan.

      So she would make sure that they didn’t know.

      All her life, she’d been good at keeping secrets. But since the death of her husband a year ago, one of those secrets had begun to weigh on her. And the dreams had begun. Angus was sending them to her. He’d known her so well, and he’d known that the Stuart sapphires she’d carried with her to the New World had troubled her conscience.

      Thunder roared and lightning flashed so bright and fierce that for an instant, Eleanor saw everything clearly—the garden, the elegant facade of Castle MacPherson, the cliffs beyond and the roiling waters of the black lake below.

      Home, she thought. Whatever mistakes she may have made, coming here with Angus Daniel MacPherson fifty years ago was not one of them. She’d turned her back on her home in the highlands of Scotland, the pride and expectations of her family, and a man who’d claimed to love her very much. And she’d never looked back.

      Not that Angus had given her any choice.

      The memory made her smile and set her mind drifting back to that night in Scotland so long ago, when he’d asked her to run away with him to the New World. She’d been shocked at the idea, thrilled and frightened at the same time. They’d been standing beneath a stone arch in the gardens of her family’s home. Its location in an isolated part of the garden made it a perfect place for them to meet in secret.

      And secrecy was essential. She shouldn’t have even talked to him. Even though their families’ lands shared a common border, the MacPhersons and the Campbells had been blood enemies for years.

      And she’d been promised to another man.

      But once Angus had kissed her beneath the stone arch he’d completely