Bøker av Sandra Hill

It's not easy being a Vampire Angel.No one knows that better than Trond Sigurdsson. In the centuries since he last went out drinking and wenching with his Viking buds, Trond has been a gladiator, a cowboy, a ditch digger . . . even a sheik. But now he's the baddest of them all: a kick-ass Navy SEAL kicking butts of terrorist immortals with the help of his hotter-than-Hades female partner, police officer-turned-Special Forces operative Nicole Tasso?whom Trond dearly hopes to "partner" with very shortly in a whole different way.The "cop" part of Nicole tells her there's something bizarre about her gorgeous godlike teammate. But her "all-woman" side can't help wondering how great it would be to have a virile Viking in her bed. Trond has secrets galore, but Nicole feels certain she can dig them out?and really get to the heart of this powerful, unnerving stranger whom she may be risking her soul to love.

Some men are too bad to be true . . .Is he really a Viking with a vampire's bite? An angel with the body of a thunder god? A lone wolf with love on his mind? Alexandra Kelly, his prey, thinks Vikar Sigurdsson is either flat-out crazy or he's trying to maneuver her into his bed?which is hardly where a professional reporter should conduct an interview, tempting as that prospect might be. And some men are too good to be true . . . Until Vikar does something a teensy bit unexpected, and Alex begins to wonder whether her mystery man could really be everything he says he is: a Viking Vampire Angel on a thousand-year-long mission with his pack of sinful brothers?and a man who's finally found the woman of his dreams. By then, Vikar is already wrapping his chiseled arms around Alex's body . . . and sinking his wicked fangs right into her neck. If this is sin, why does it feel so good?

Is it lust?Ivak Sigurdsson is dead . . . well, sort of. Guilty of the sin of lust, he's been given an unusual penance: spend eternity as a Viking vampire angel, or vangel, fighting Lucipires, Satan's vampire demons on earth. Now sequestered in Angola Prison as a "spiritual advisor," Ivak is finding all these centuries of celibacy depressing, to say the least. But then, along comes southern belle Gabrielle Sonnier. Is shea reward for his good deeds, or a temptation sent to rattle his lustsome brain?Or is it love?Gabrielle, a lawyer, begs Ivak to help get her brother out of prison. Aided by the Cajun LeDeux family and their chief looney bird, Tante Lulu, Ivak reluctantly agrees. And while he alternately tries to seduce and save Gabrielle before the Lucipires run rampant, theyboth begin to wonder if it's reallyonly lust, or something more.

Blue Suede ShoesOnce upon a time, in a magic kingdom, there lived a handsome prince. Prince Charming, he was called by one and all. And to this land came a gentle princess, you could say she was Cinderella.Magic kingdom? Okay, if you're going to be a stickler for accuracy, in this fairy tale the kingdom is Manhattan. But there's magic in the Big Apple, isn't there? Prince Charming? Oh, Boy! You've heard the rumors, I suppose. So, he's Prince Not-So-Charming on occasion. So he drive an orange pick-up truck, not a pumpkin coach. Big deal! He is handsome.A gentle princess? Picky, picky, picky! Who says a woman has to be so soft and fluffy all the time? Haven't you ever heard of a royal case of PMS?Cinderella? Well, maybe she does wear blue suede shoes instead of glass slippers, but she looking for happily-ever after just the same. And I'm going to make sure she gets her prince and her castle, not some hound dog and Heartbreak Hotel.Elmer Presley, fairy godfather

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Princess Scorned!Princess Drifa can certainly see whySidroc Guntersson is a living legend?on battlefield and in bedchamber both.But the King of Stoneheim's willful daughterpitches a royal fit when she learns of the truereason for the virile Viking's passionate attentions.A third-born son with no hope of inheriting thefamily jarldom, scheming Sidroc must marry andis interested in Drifa only for her father's landand money. The barbarian is lucky she just crackshim on his fool head with a pottery pitcher!Five years later, Drifa needs Sidroc's protection?in Byzantium, no less!?though revenge holdsmore appeal for this man she left for dead.'Tis a pity two such perfect enemies matcheach other so well, passion for passion.So much so that the bold Viking berserkeris soon thinking marriage again . . .only this time it will be on his terms!

The Viking Is a Princess . . .All Ingrith wants is refuge for herself and a group of orphans from a vicious Saxon commander who would harm the children and destroy her honor. At her age, she no longer expects to find a husband, or even a lover, especially not the arrogant Lord of the Bees!John of Hawk's Lair longs for peace and quiet, not a nagging wife and noisy children. As a knight in the king's service, he spends his cherished time at home working on his beekeeping experiments. So when an irksome Viking princess comes barging into his castle with a horde of orphans, he does everything he can to get rid of her. But then a sexual attraction sparks between them, despite their differences, one that soon has them making honey, rather than war . . .

She said . . .Caedmon of Larkspur is the most loathsome lout I have ever encountered! When my sisters and I arrived at his castle, we were greeted by servants and children running wild, while Caedmon lied abed after a night of ale. No doubt there will be another child soon, because I must admit he's as handsome as he is virile. And I must endure him, for we are in desperate need of protection, though I can only imagine what this knight will demand of me in return . . .He said . . . After nine long months in the king's service, all I wanted was peace . . . not five Viking princesses running my keep. And the fiery redhead who burst into my chamber that first morning is the worst of all. Why, I should kick her out . . . but I have a much more wickedly delightful plan for Breanne of Stoneheim, one that will leave her a Viking in lust.

During times of despair, we often feel alone, like we are the only ones going through a horrific trial. It is at this specific time, when life has us in a chokehold, that we look to God and find that we are not the only ones in this predicament and that he is right there with us.We need something to remind us of how we got over it the last time, perhaps a journal, a Scripture, or a special song to refer to in times of distress. These are stones of remembrance that will enable you to quiet the storms of life and control them instead of letting them control you. This book is the basket of stones that helped me remember how I made it through and who helped me. I pray that this book will encourage readers to gather their stones and put them into a basket they can hold on to so they can remember how they overcame it the last time. And when you see someone else going through a storm, show them your basket that they, too, may find peace.

A package for one of "USA Today" bestselling author.