How does a wallflower change her fate? One Maypole One Duke One naughty puppy And a little wish... May Day is bearing down on Mayfair, and Miss Aubrey Featherington is facing another failed season. It’s difficult to be a successful debutante when one is as painfully shy as herself. And while she’d love to participate in the May Day festivities, she understands it’s not likely to happen. Her brother would never break from his busy schedule long enough to escort her. Which is why, on a misty May morning, she takes a walk and finds herself in front of the Maypole. Instead of wishing for romance or love, she closes her eyes and asks for a gift far more practical. A puppy of her own. The kind that would give her the unconditional love she’s always craved but has never been given. To her shock and amazement, moments later, a puppy bounds into her lap. It’s like a dream except for one rather large detail. The little pup comes attached to a surly and formidable looking duke. Even more odd, he’s on the hunt for a wife. One that will not only suit him but his pack of exuberant hunting dogs. Will Aubrey pass the sniff test?

How does a socially inept bluestocking find love? One ruined chemistry set A marquess in need of a scientific mind Three meddling friends and, of course One wish upon a maypole Miss Camilla Fairbanks' romance starts with a bang. Literally. The explosion is heard by everyone in the Marquess of Ashburn's country estate. But Camilla isn't searching for love when she arrives at Ashburn's manor. She needs a husband, though that's not high on her wish list either. Her greatest wish is actually to replace her formerly burned chemistry set. But fate seems to have other plans. Or at least, her friend Sarah does... It's Sarah who convinces Camilla to help her brother Ash with his new experiments in brewing. The poor man doesn't know the first thing about brewing beer, and he knows even less about the chemistry behind it. All he does know is he's inherited the blasted title, and he means to see through his deceased brother's plans, whether he's fit for the role or not. In exchange for Camilla's help, Ash offers her lessons on speaking to members of the opposite sex. Considering she's run off every other suitor with her talk of science and books, it seems like a fair trade. It would be...if feelings didn't get involved. Camilla has never been more confused. Why, now, of all times did she have to succumb to the nonsensical state that is love? And how does she begin to explain her feelings? Will her attempt be as explosive as his brewing practices? One thing is for certain, when it comes to science and love...chemistry is in the air.

How does a near spinster find love? A knight in shining armor A little wish about the Maypole A masquerade ball And one injured foot… Lady Sarah Appleton stands accused of a terrible crime. She’s a known romantic. Or at least she was until one epically awful attempt to use her romanticism to catch the love of her life. Sarah doesn’t want to go into details but it may have involved some wings, a bow and arrow, and a verse of poorly penned poetry. She ends up the laughingstock of Eton and she swears never to be swayed by romantic fancy again. But one dance around the Maypole, years later, and she finds herself wishing for a second chance at finding love. Obviously, she chose the wrong man the first time she confessed her feelings to Lord Ethan Bentley. And maybe the wrong method too. She’s older and wiser and ready to try again. The problem? The moment she wishes to find a new beau the one who rejected her all those years ago returns. What’s worse…he’s dressed as the very knight she imagined. Is he trying to torture her all over again? Hasn’t he wounded her enough? Apparently not. Because it would seem their romantic follies have only just begun. And while he may not be the knight of her dreams, Lord Bentley might just be her happily ever after.

How does a daydreaming debutante find love? One forgotten book of poetry A case of mistaken identity A love letter to the wrong beau And a wish made 'round the maypole Miss Rose Waterstone might be a romantic, but she knows better than to believe romance can happen to her. True love and magical wishes are all well and good in poetry, but there's no place for it in her real life—not when the fate of her destitute family depends on her marrying well. Time is not on her side, and fortune has never been in her favor. Which is why she's shocked out of her wits to discover the book of poetry she'd wished for at the maypole in the most unusual of places. And when she finds a love letter inside that seems to be written for her? Well, maybe true love has found her at last. Then again...maybe not. When the intimidating Viscount of Thornton tracks her down and accuses her of intercepting a hidden message he'd been sent to recoup for the crown, it becomes very clear indeed that she's made a mistake. Romance is not in the cards for her. But though her mishap leads to mistaken identities and a whole world of misunderstandings, it also finds her working side by side with the scowling viscount as they track down the hidden message. In the process, she discovers that the viscount isn't nearly so terrifying when he's knee deep in a duck pond, and true love...? It might just be more than fiction. It might be standing right in front of her.

He’s the grumpiest man she’s ever met… And a duke at that. Though to be fair, Lady Daffodil didn’t know that particular detail until after she’d confessed to disliking embroidery, playing the pianoforte, and, oh yes, marriage. Even though she’d wanted to kick herself for being such a ninny, she liked the duke about as much as he favored her. Which is to say, not very much. So really, it worked out fine. Except that the next time she accidentally meets the surly Duke of Hathshire, he isn’t surly at all. He’s having the most adorable tea party at a tiny table with his young daughter and suddenly she sees him in a whole new light. And now, she’s left to wonder, which man is the real Duke of Hathshire? And, after what she’d done, is there any version of him that might like her back?

"If you're going to kiss a rake, it’s going to be me." - Harlow Lady Jocelyn can only gape in shock when her brother's best friend steals her away to the garden with a growl. Only a rake would think that kissing her was a logical solution to the problem she’d proposed. Then again, it's possible she shouldn't have told him that she wished for one act of rebellion before marrying a perfectly proper gentleman. To be fair, she hadn't expected Harlow to propose…Er, propose a kiss that is. No one expects Harlow to marry. Not ever. And certainly not her. Right? Her future is already planned, and there's no room for charming rogues who make her belly flutter and her heart race. The problem? The kiss does NOT satiate her curiosity, it only raises more questions. For example, why does he make her heart go wild in her chest? Would any rake make her feel that way or only him? Because now that she's tasted his kiss, will any other man do? And if not, is there any part of Harlow that wants her in return?