For the Love of Lilah: The Calhouns
Nora Roberts
Language: English
Pages: 315
ISBN: B007K3D4QC
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Available digitally for the first time.
A powerful tale of love and secrets from #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts.
Adrift in a storm, Professor Max Quartermain believes he hallucinated the beautiful mermaid who came to his rescue. But Lilah Calhoun is no mystical creature—she’s a flesh and blood woman. Lilah is surprised by the intense attraction she feels for the man she saved. But how can she truly give her heart to Max when the secrets he keeps stand between them?
Includes a teaser for Suzanna’s Surrender.
Causing Havoc (SBC Fighters, Book 1)
Megan's Mate (The Calhoun Women, Book 5)
Sword-Dancer (Tiger and Del, Book 1)
catalogue and research some family papers. I'd get a generous salary, and several weeks on a yacht–plus all my expenses and time to work on my book." "So, seeing as you're not brain damaged, you took the job." "Yes, but damn it, Lilah, the papers–the receipts, the letters the ledgers. They had your name on them." "Mine?" "Calhoun." He jammed his useless hands into his pockets. "Don't you understand? I was hired, and worked on that boat for a week, researching your family history from the
tolling a birth. Or a death. Like a mirage, other islands glinted and winked through the faint mist the sun had yet to burn from the water. Fishermen piloted their sturdy boats from the bay and out to the rolling sea. Even knowing he would not be there, I couldn 't stay away. I took the children. It can't be wrong to want to share with them some of the happiness that I always feel when I walk in the wild grass that leads to the tumbled rocks. I held Ethan's hand on one side, and Colleen's on
and start a life with Christian, she had despaired and leaped from the tower window to her death. A tragic end to a romance, Lilah thought, yet she didn't always feel sad when she thought of it. Bianca's spirit remained in The Towers, and in that high room where Bianca had spent so many hours longing for her lover, Lilah felt close to her. They would find the emeralds, she promised herself. They were meant to. It was true enough that the necklace had already caused its problems. The press had
following month. There was the flutter of butterfly wings and the drone of bees deep in the grass. With her, the common became exotic. She snipped off a thin leaf, crushing it to release a pungent fragrance that reminded him of her skin. He stood with her on a precipice thrown out over the water. Far below, spray fumed on the rock, beating them smooth in a timeless war. She helped him spot the nests, worked cleverly onto narrow ridges and clinging tenaciously to faults in the rocks. It was
struggled the dog away from her brother to hold him out. "And he doesn't bite. He's a good dog." "Jenny, put him down before he–" "No." Colleen waved Suzanna's warning aside. "Let me see him." Fred wriggled, smearing dirt on Colleen's pristine white suit as she sat him in her lap. Her hands shook as they stroked his fur. "I had a dog named Fred once." A single tear spilled over and down her pale cheek. "I only had him for a little while, but I loved him very much." Saying nothing, Lilah groped
