Marriage is their mission!
From bad boysâto powerful, passionate protectors! Three tycoons from the Outback rescue their brides-to-beâ¦.
Meet Ric, Mitch and Johnnyâonce rebellious teenagers, they survived the Outback to become best friends and formidable tycoons. Now these sexy city hotshots must return to the Outback to face a new challenge: claiming their bridesâ¦.
This month, itâs sexy billionaire Johnny Ellisâs turn
⢠The Outback Marriage Ransom
⢠The Outback Wedding Takeover
⢠The Outback Bridal Rescue
Emma Darcy is the award-winning Australian author of almost ninety novels for Harlequin Presents>®.
Her intensely emotional stories have gripped readers around the globe.
Sheâs sold nearly 60 million books worldwide and won enthusiastic praise.
âEmma Darcy delivers a spicy love storyâ¦a fiery conflict and a hot sensuality.â
âRomantic Times
Dear Reader,
To me, there has always been something immensely intriguing about bad boys whoâve made good. With every possible disadvantage in their background, what was it that lifted them beyond it, that gave them the driving force to achieve, to soar to the heights of their chosen fields, becoming much more than survivorsâ¦shining stars?
In OUTBACK KNIGHTS, Iâve explored the lives of three city boys who ended up in juvenile court and were sent to an Outback sheep station to work through their sentences. There, at Gundamurra, isolated from the influences that had overwhelmed them in the past, and under the supervision and caring of a shrewd mentor, Patrick Maguire, the boysâ lives became set on different paths as they learned how their individual strengthsâtheir passionsâcould be used constructively instead of destructively.
But the big unanswered need is love. Even at the top itâs lonely.
And it seemed to me beautifully fitting that as these boys had been rescued, so should theyâas menârescue the women who will give them love. I think there are times when all of us want to be rescuedâto be cared for, protected, understood, made to feel safe. Itâs not that we canât manage independently, but, oh, for a knight in shining armor that will fight and slay our dragons with a passionate intensity that makes us melt!
Here they areâRic Donato, Mitch Tyler and Johnny Ellis: OUTBACK KNIGHTS!
With love,
Johnny Ellis
First Day at Gundamurra
THE plane was heading down to a red dirt airstrip. Apart from the cluster of buildings that marked the sheep station of Gundamurra, there was no other habitation in sight between here and the horizonâa huge empty landscape dotted with scrubby trees.
It made Johnny think of the old country ballads about meeting and overcoming incredible hardships in places such as this. And here he was, facing the reality of it for a while. Easy enough to see why the music for those ballads was always slow. Nothing fast going on down there.
âWish I had my camera,â Ric Donato murmured.
The remark piqued Johnnyâs curiosity. Apparently the stark visual impact of the place didnât intimidate Ric, though like Johnny, heâd lived all his life in the city. It seemed odd that a thieving street-kid was into photography. On the other hand, the camera comment might simply be playing it cool, making a point of not letting any fear of what was waiting for them show.
Ric looked like heâd been bred from the Italian mafia, black curly hair, olive skin, dark eyes that flashed with what Johnny thought of as dangerous intensity, but if Ric Donato had come from that kind of family, some smart lawyer would have got him off the charge of stealing a car and he wouldnât be on this plane with Johnny and Mitch.
âThe middle of nowhere,â Mitch Tyler muttered dispiritedly, his eyes fixed on the same scene. âIâm beginning to think I made the wrong choice.â
More gloom than cool from his other companion, Johnny thought, but then unlike himself and Ric, Mitch had a real familyâmother and sisterâand family couldnât visit him way out here. But choosing a year in a juvenile jail rather than the alternative sentence of six months working on a sheep stationâ¦
âNah,â Johnny drawled with deep inner conviction. âAnythingâs better than being locked up. At least we can breathe out here.â
âWhat? Dust?â Mitch mocked.
The plane landed, kicking up a cloud of it.
Johnny didnât care about a bit of dust. It was infinitely preferable to confinement. He hoped Mitch Tyler wasnât going to be a complete grouch for the next six months. Or a mean one, blowing up at any little aggravation. The guy had been convicted of assault. It might be true heâd only beat up on the man whoâd date-raped his sister, but Johnny suspected that Mitch was wired towards fighting.
He had biting blue eyes, dark hair, a strong-boned face that somehow commanded respect. His build was lean though he had very muscular arms, and Johnny felt he might well be capable of powerful violence. Living in close quarters with him could be tricky if he didnât lighten up.