He might be a gentleman by title, but he was a rogue at heart... Beatrix Lamont is in hiding. Sequestered at Lady Southridge's country estate, she assumes the identity of a lady's companion: never once expecting her past would catch up with her. It does, however, in the vexing and seducting form of Lord Neville. Determined and far too charming for his own good--after all who simply demands a woman marry him? Not a gentleman. Lucky for Lord Neville, being a gentleman has never been an option, especially when it comes to Beatrix, the woman would try the patient of a saint, and every encounter...

What the duke wants.... Is not three young ladies for wards. Nor is the responsibility for finding them a governess. Thankfully that is delegated to his housekeeper, who he might add is blind as a bat. That really could be the only excuse she has for hiring Carlotta. Because Carlotta is far too beautiful to be a governess. Temptress, yes. Unable to restrain himself-because restraint is not one of his virtues, his reputation is testament of that fact-he finds the young governess far more spirited, opinionated and tempting than he is able to resist. And of course, because he's an idiot. He...

Lady Grace Hashiver has perfected the art of hiding behind a sarcastic wit when it comes to dealing with the rakish Ewan Emmett Duke of Greys, her childhood tormentor. It's her only weapon, for if she let her guard down even for a moment; surely he'd know just how much she loved him. A love she knew could never happen. Ewan Emmett, Duke of Greys is perfectly thrilled to torment Grace at every opportunity, until an old acquaintance begins an honest suit for Grace's hand. When Ewan begins to feel the pangs of jealousy causing him to question his reasons for his constant teasing of Grace, he...

Colin is not who he claims to be... His position as the blacksmith of Clan Chattan is simply a cover, a means to an end. He was sent with one mission; find Jacobite loyalists and eliminate their threat. But that's not what keeps him up at night, or what burns hotter than his forge. The most dangerous threat is one of his own making; falling in love. Arywnn knows someone is watching her... In her dreams he's handsome, braw, and willing to take her away from her reclusive mother and tyrant laird father. But her daydreams are a frivolity she cannot afford, not while a spy lurks within their...

Olivia has one goal upon returning to London: Find Lord Langley and seduce him. It was no secret that her stepsister was a miserable excuse for a human being and the secrets shrouding her demise only added confirmation that even in death---she wasn't worthy of the handsome Lord. According to rumors, Lord Langley is after revenge, but she's after something far more dangerous. His heart. One masquerade aligns their paths in ways neither of them could have imagined. Will he succumb to the fair beauty? Or forever allow his heart to be entrenched by the beastly claws of her dead sister?

Tempting an Earl is not for the faint of heart. Thank heavens Bethanny is anything but faint Now, honest, perhaps - too honest, but never faint After all, why flirt when you can tempt? And why the devil would a woman choose to swoon when she could be kissed? Of course, she'd never try something so... honest, yes that was the word, honest on anyone but Lord Graham. He's the only one she wants. He alone has her heart. And, he hadn't a clue. So it was only polite that she tell him. Now, if only her blasted guardian, the Duke of Clairmont, would see Graham as more of a suitor than his old...

When your best friend is also your boss, 'great ideas' aren't always optional. After all, when you run the largest fashion, gossip and trend blog in the country, you got to take risks to keep it edgy. Believe me. This is edgy. The idea? For one week, date every male fantasy. The list? The Jock The Rock star The Billionaire The Stepbrother See how they are all crossed off except one? That's because he's Satan. And Scottish. And my best friend's stepbrother. And there may or may not have been an incident in Jr. high that he hasn't forgiven me for...but that's history. Or so I hope, because I'm...

Miss Maria Garten had one more season till she was firmly on the shelf. One. More. It was her only chance, because while some ladies could pretend or sincerely be at peace with the life of spinster. She was not among their ranks. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself once more to think before she spoke. It shouldn't be difficult. Except that it was, for her at least. Because the only thing more certain than her potential future as a spinster was that Mr. Sheppard was a confirmed bachelor. A rake of the first order. Not the kind that would ruin an innocent, but the kind that would charm...