The faery bride

Rhys ap Gruffydd is a man accursed, his scarred face hidden behind a black leather mask. When he hears of a lass who can heal him, he acts without honor: he kidnaps her. But Aileen O'Conaire is no fey child; she is a woman, and she will resist--and attract--the Welsh lord as no blue-blooded beauty ever has. Possessed with the gift of ancient magic, Aileen perceives her fierce abductor as a fallen angel ... a man more afflicted in his heart than in his flesh. She despises him for taking her captive, yet cannot deny the desire he stirs in her blood. In a war between a man and a woman, there can be no victors. And in a land shadowed by bloodshed and treachery, there is only danger--unless the fire burning between Aileen and Rhys can flame into love . . .