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The summer of Texas

The stories of Texas:
  • The Vampire Nell falls in love with a mysterious drifter, a vampire as well as Southern aristocrat incognito.
  • Devil's Oaks in which a female accountant takes a position in an old, powerful estate still rocking from a recent upheaval and suicide.
  • The Ballad of Mary Ellen Belle and her twin Ben unravel the mystery of a sheltered, elusive girl under the powerful rule of her cruel mother.
  • The Inheritance Madden is not welcomed to the family estate she has inherited, but she fights with every bit of knowledge she can find to possess it. Her adopted brother Reagan, a veritable stranger to her but an expert on cattle, opposes her on every point.
  • The Swindler Katherine devotes her buttoned-down life to preserving the reputation and welfare of her younger debutante sister. Her dislike for a traveling salesman emerges into an unexpected relationship when he focuses his attention exclusively on herself, and she finds herself possessing a very real love for a well-known swindler.
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