Khamsin Egyptian Series by Bonnie Vanak

THE LEGEND In the 18th Dynasty of Egypt, there was born a love that could never be broken--that of a young queen and a great warrior. And while the warrior's duty to combat the infidel was strict, and though his beloved was the wife of Pharaoh, the two would be separated only by death. But then only for a time. THE LOVERS Elizabeth Summers came to the dig at Akhetaten in 1892... moreTHE LEGEND In the 18th Dynasty of Egypt, there was born a love that could never be broken--that of a young queen and a great warrior. And while the warrior's duty to combat the infidel was strict, and though his beloved was the wife of Pharaoh, the two would be separated only by death. But then only for a time. THE LOVERS Elizabeth Summers came to the dig at Akhetaten in 1892. Great things were being discovered! English archaeologists had made huge advances, and Egypt's fantastic history was being laid bare. But Elizabeth had not come to simply study history--she was to be a part of it. Swept away by desert raiders, the pale beauty found herself in the arms of a great sheikh. And while Elizabeth didn't know whether she was the reincarnation of an ancient queen, she realized that in this man's arms she had found her destiny. less

WARRIORS OF THE WIND The map to the treasure-filled tomb that would ransom Lady Katherine's father was in the possession of a half-English "Khamsin" - a desert warrior renowned for tiger-like ferocity. Long ago, a tiger had scarred Katherine and taught her a lesson: Protect yourself from such powerful creatures, no matter how beautiful. The veil she wore would not be enough. SEEKER OF HER HEARTHer foe was truly dangerous. His amber eyes were keener than his sword, his kisses too... moreWARRIORS OF THE WIND The map to the treasure-filled tomb that would ransom Lady Katherine's father was in the possession of a half-English "Khamsin" - a desert warrior renowned for tiger-like ferocity. Long ago, a tiger had scarred Katherine and taught her a lesson: Protect yourself from such powerful creatures, no matter how beautiful. The veil she wore would not be enough. SEEKER OF HER HEARTHer foe was truly dangerous. His amber eyes were keener than his sword, his kisses too. They stripped away Katherine's defenses and made her forget her duties, her promises - why she'd hidden so much from his view. Then the warrior too Katherine where she wished to go. In depths of his ancestors' tomb he made sweet love to her and proved she was hiss ... and that very soon he would uncover everything she tried to hide. less

THE SAND Badra sought refuge in the Sahara, but she could never truly escape the sheikh who'd stolen her childhood. Fareeq had proven that her long dark hair and lush body aroused a passion in men that meant only pain-and neither his death nor protection by her rescuers, the Khamsin, the Warriors of the Wind, could change that. Badra could no more forget her past than one Khamsin's burning sapphire eyes... moreTHE SAND Badra sought refuge in the Sahara, but she could never truly escape the sheikh who'd stolen her childhood. Fareeq had proven that her long dark hair and lush body aroused a passion in men that meant only pain-and neither his death nor protection by her rescuers, the Khamsin, the Warriors of the Wind, could change that. Badra could no more forget her past than one Khamsin's burning sapphire eyes. And she could no more accept the feelings Khepri aroused than she could admit the secret shadowing her heart. & THE FURY Kenneth Tristan, heir to the duke of Caldwell, had ridden with the Khamsin since his English family's slaughter. Known as Khepri, the Cobra, he'd grown up in Egypt and loved the land. Yet, now, all was sand in the wind. The love of his Arabic brothers, the title that awaited him in London, the treasures from his family's archaeological dig - all was nothing, for he could not protect Badra, could not avenge her past and win her love. He would sacrifice all to make her whole. But until he did just that, they would still be just... THE COBRA & THE CONCUBINE less

Graham Tristan had been tormented too long. For years he had lived in fear. He was physically strong: during his childhood exile, he had ridden with the Khamsin - Egyptian Warriors of the Wind. He had learned their code. been called The Panther. Now he was returned t his rightful place as the Duke of Caldwell. But still he feared. And there was a new face that haunted his dreams. It was the face of a woman. Red hair, the color of blood. Green eyes, the color of emeralds... moreGraham Tristan had been tormented too long. For years he had lived in fear. He was physically strong: during his childhood exile, he had ridden with the Khamsin - Egyptian Warriors of the Wind. He had learned their code. been called The Panther. Now he was returned t his rightful place as the Duke of Caldwell. But still he feared. And there was a new face that haunted his dreams. It was the face of a woman. Red hair, the color of blood. Green eyes, the color of emeralds. And that face, that body - the memory threatened to consume him. True, he was a dangerous man, accepted back to the ton despite his upbringing. But there were those who dared oppose him, and in certain ways he remained untried. In his dreams, this woman threatened all he sought to protect, all he thought to hide. She was more perilous even than the ancient treasure that would draw him back to Egypt, back to the shifting sands where he'd been raised. This woman would uncover his heart. less

An Egyptian warrior cursed with the Sight, Fatima must guard her friend, Tarik, who is next in line to lead her tribe, and as desire rages between them, she must choose between duty, honor, and true love.

Jasmine Tristan was no stranger to the upper crust of English society. And yet, though adopted by a viscount, she was called the "Brown Scorpion" and knew the cruel sting of isolation. When her anger won out, her mother voiced fears. Was Jasmine truly bad at her core, like her sultan father from whom they'd fled? How could she be, when with Lord Thomas Claradon she'd known a moment of pure beauty? Their kiss had been scorching as a desert sun... moreJasmine Tristan was no stranger to the upper crust of English society. And yet, though adopted by a viscount, she was called the "Brown Scorpion" and knew the cruel sting of isolation. When her anger won out, her mother voiced fears. Was Jasmine truly bad at her core, like her sultan father from whom they'd fled? How could she be, when with Lord Thomas Claradon she'd known a moment of pure beauty? Their kiss had been scorching as a desert sun. But like a sandstorm, it was misdirecting: Thomas's mother's disdain and his loyalty to family and duty put him forever out of reach. Only a return to her birthplace, a quest to find her roots, would bring Jasmine the answer--and it would prove that true love could triumph over ignorance, passion over prejudice. less

NOBLE IN ALL BUT NAME Anne Mitchell, born illegitimate and raised in a workhouse, sold by her mother and packed off by her father to the East, had every reason to lose faith. But in Egypt she found identity with the Khamsin, a tribe of Bedouin warriors. Greater even than the secret they entrusted to her was her newfound honor, and for that she would give all. NOBLE IN ALL BUT ACTION Nigel Wallenford was an earl. He was also a thief, a liar and a libertine... moreNOBLE IN ALL BUT NAME Anne Mitchell, born illegitimate and raised in a workhouse, sold by her mother and packed off by her father to the East, had every reason to lose faith. But in Egypt she found identity with the Khamsin, a tribe of Bedouin warriors. Greater even than the secret they entrusted to her was her newfound honor, and for that she would give all. NOBLE IN ALL BUT ACTION Nigel Wallenford was an earl. He was also a thief, a liar and a libertine. Regaining his birthright of Claradon had been a start. Next he required wealth, and he knew of just the fabled treasure ... and its key's guardian was a ripe fig waiting to be plucked. Never before had he scrupled to cheat, steal or even murder. One displaced Englishwoman, no matter how fair, would hardly be his match. less