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Sophia Westcott has mourned her late husband for a respectable amount of time by society's standards. She was now a dowager Duchess and independent in her own right. She was Sophie. Her life on her own terms. This would start by lowering the line of her dresses to flatter her hourglass shape and curate her own art collection. And if a gentleman happened to draw a mutual interest, perhaps she would experience the flames of passion that had been absent from her marriage.

Sinclair Montgomery was returning home. The second son, now the heir. He had mourned the passing of his brother as he travelled abroad. And with each hand of cards, each stiff whiskey, and many a woman he took a step closer to accepting his new purpose in life. Living life the way he did, he pictured returning to London to be an absolute bore but alas duty calls.

In all his wildest dreams Sin never imagined to be stunned so forcefully by a vision of beauty. And so captivated by the inner workings of another’s mind. This all happened within twenty four hours when Sophie became imprinted on his soul. Like Venus rising from the sea in all her womanly glory, an indescribable need rose. Sophie could not deny her attraction to Sin. It was palpable. And she did not want to deny herself a chance to feel the desire that had always alluded her. Sophie's only concern – can she accept his love and stay true to herself?

"From here on out she was living life unapologetically boldly and curvaceously with a surname she chose – she was Sophie Montgomery. And she chose Sin."

Can Miss Maribel teach an insufferable Duke?

Thomas Denby, the Duke of Avondale was exasperated. Widowed and raising his young daughter Clara alone, he could not comprehend the rate at which he was hiring governess’s. He was a Duke, a man of import. Days filled with pressing engagements of both business and pleasure. He wanted a governess that was resilient, stern and learned in that order.

Miss Maribel Lewisham was confident when the Duke of Avondale advised her of these requirements that she met them all. The older sister of five brothers covered off her mettle and her middle class upbringing ensured her capabilities. It was this fortitude that allowed Miss Maribel to grind her teeth—the problem with the Duke was not her now charge but his own hubris.

Toe to toe these foes will go. Opposing sides at every turn. What they both failed to anticipate was their bickering to ignite a flaming pyre of desire. Will they be able to refrain from submitting to burning temptation? Or do they dare cross societal boundaries?

Isobel MacNeil has grown up a simple village Lass and craves adventure, knowledge and love.

Laird Jamie Murray is looking for a woman who will bring a strong alliance and run his keep.
Love is not required.

When the two encounter each other in a loch, her bathing and him grievously wounded, sparks fly, and passions ignite.

Secrets threaten to not only pull them apart but bring them closer together.

But can he accept she has nothing to offer but herself? And can she help him see past the nature of his stubborn ways?

The highlands can be harsh and cruel. When Isobel goes missing their love is put to the test.

Alexander MacNichol, the epitome of a hot-blooded Highland warrior. Loyal to Scotland, lover of women and a merry time. The last thing he expected from his King, Robert the Bruce, was an order to marry a whey-faced English lass from the wrong side of the border.

Lady Grace Worthington, one moment betrothed to an Englishman she fears, and the next, thrust into the arms of a Scottish brute named MacNichol. All the while, battling her own inner demons.

When they come face to face, and skin to skin, they are astounded by their own feelings. Grace’s ever-present nerves start to disappear, and Alex becomes focused solely on the wife thrust upon him.

Yet, life in the Highlands is not at all what Grace expects. When their short-lived happiness and joy is marred by cryptic messages and runes that whisper of evil, Alex and Grace will have to forge something deeper to protect one another from the ultimate betrayal.

The Aesir, the Norse Gods, enjoyed watching over Midgard, the realm of humans, who provided them with curiosities and entertainment. Odin, the All-Father, took a vested interest in his Nordic believers, particularly the three Ulfson siblings. Their lineage paid homage to the Raven, Odin’s winged companions.

Torben “Hel-Bringer” Ulfson, Chieftain of his people, occupied a bay side settlement called Klavik at the foot of the mountains in Norway. After many years of raids and battles, he wanted more for his family and people than the way of the Viking. The moniker Hel-Bringer, given to him by his Viking brethren was a sign to embark on a different purpose in life.

Wynflaed of Northumbria, a handmaiden abducted by marauding Vikings, was meant to be sold as a slave. Moments away from death after defying her captor, the last thing she expected was to be rescued. By a Viking no less. Torben was formidable, gentle and righteous - frustrating Wynflaed to no end.

Neither is prepared for the fierce connection of their spirits. The burning bond threatens to consume them. Both teeter on the edge of succumbing to their heart’s desire - but first, they must lay bare their souls.

A feisty hoyden. A devilish rake.
Step back in time to Georgian London.
The ton is ready for another season to start, but is the ton ready for Lady Charlotte Fitzroy of Kentwell?

The Marquess of Sunderland, Adam Langdon, will not know what hits him when he sets his emerald eyes upon her.
Nor will the lord whose foot she stomps on. Nor the viscount she knee’s in the bollocks.

No shrinking violet is Lady Charlotte, and the Marquess will he be able to resist? And who will tame who?