Daisy's met the duke of her dreams...or is he her worst nightmare? Daisy is a wallflower. Or at least, she was. But this season, her prospects are brighter and, much to her mother's delight, she may just make a match. When the duke she once adored from a distance arrives at the house party she's attending with her friends, she knows for certain her luck has changed. Until she meets him. Rude, grim, and not at all the knight in shining armor she believed him to be as a child, the now-widowed Duke of Dolan treats her boorishly bad. This isn't the love at first sight she'd been dreaming of. In fact, it's a whole lot like disdain. If it were not for the way he held her in his arms, she might just be fooled into thinking he's not the man for her at all. Luckily for him, his kisses speak louder than his growls.

Lily's lord is her long last friend. He's also her worst enemy. Lord Merrick is perfectly handsome and charming…but this lord is a complete traitor. Lily knows this for a fact, as she is the very person he turned his back on. Now, she's determined to avoid him at the house party she's been trapped at with her former friend. The only problem? Lord Merrick is like the plague… he just keeps cropping up. And when he saves her from a social embarrassment, she's tempted to spill all her darkest secrets. But how could she ever trust him like that again? Even if they could recapture the friendship that once filled her life with happiness, what would she do about all the feelings that hint she wants to be far more than his friend? There is only one thing left to do. Allow him to kiss her under the moonlight.

All this wounded marquess wants is solitude. Instead, he stumbles across a wallflower…literally. It wasn't as though Marigold was hiding; she was just…lying low. In an abandon shed. Admidst a houseparty where both her best friends had managed to become engaged. In a few days, she can escape to her quiet life of solitude and books. Alone. Forever. But then the prodigal son returns to the manor and charges into her life with the military precision one might expect from a war hero. Even more terrifying, he refuses to ignore her like the rest of society. Of course, he doesn't. The irritating man seems to have made it his life's mission to drag her out of the shadows and into the light. And while she has no wish to be seen by the rest of them, his attention is starting to feel…nice. Better than that, even. But he's a marquess and a war hero. His interest is purely an act of kindness. Nothing more. Unfortunately, her heart refuses to listen to reason. Which means…it's bound to be broken.

Lady Sarah believed she’d found her one true love. But feelings can be deceiving... It’s going to be the wedding of the season...at least, that’s what her mother keeps saying. Unfortunately for Sarah, it’s not her own nuptials that have the family in such a twitter, but her brother’s. Still, Sarah’s own love, Mr. Emmet Stallworth, a merchant, is in faraway lands, where he’s attempting to earn enough to ask for her hand, so why not throw herself into preparations for her brother’s marriage? Except...everything begins to go wrong. Stallworth returns, only to announce that he’s already married. Sarah waited for him; how could he do this to her? And then there’s the annoying Earl of Everly, who seems to pop up at the least convenient times. The arrogant rake has that knowing smile and he keeps poking at her wounds. But when she nearly ruins her brother’s big day, it’s Everly who saves her. In that moment, Sarah can’t help but wonder if her heart had it wrong after all...

With one season left for Lady Abigail to find a husband, now is certainly not the time to lose her head...or her heart. No one would mistake Lady Abigail for a delicate wallflower. In fact, she's more like the gardener's shears. But with her parents' ultimatum still ringing in her ears, “Choose a husband now or we’ll choose for you,” Lady Abigail is desperate. Luckily Major Mayfield is the perfect bait to help her lure her prey. There's only one problem. He wants nothing to do with her. But a little adversity never stopped her. This is her last chance and she means to make it work. Even if it means playing nice...for once. Major Mayfield has no interest in the belle of the ball, and even less in a lady who is spoiled rotten. He's already chosen the perfect lady...it's just too bad he can't seem to remember her name when Lady Abigail is nearby. But that's only because she is so very irritating. And clever. And, of course, everyone knows that she has beauty in spades. No, what the major finds so intriguing is the rare glimpse of her true nature when she thinks no one is watching. The more he digs, the more he's stunned to find...she's more than a diamond in the rough. In fact, she might just be a diamond of the first water.

Is she making a deal with the devil or a saint in disguise? A murderer, they call him. A beast. All Miss Rathmore knows is he’s the man who saved her while running away from her horrid fiancé. The least she can do is help Darling and his sisters adapt to good society. After all, the earl has gone so far as to offer his own hand in marriage to save her reputation. But that is merely an act of charity. And those stolen kisses? Those are sheer folly. For only a fool would fall for such a sandalous rogue... Society is more dangerous than a battlefield for this soldier who was never meant to be an earl. Luckily for him, his new savior is every bit the lady. Give him a battle any day. Those were rules he understood. But the insipid whisperings of the ton? He hadn’t the faintest idea how to fight them. Until he meets Miss Rathmore. Now he's found himself slaying her dragons when he ought to be fighting for his own good name. And proposing marriage? What was he thinking? His three sisters would say that he’d lost his senses, of course. Or, at the very least...his heart. NOTE: This novella was formerly titled Earl of Darling when it was part of the Wicked Earls' Club series.

He’s the duke that society forgot and she’s the debutante everyone is talking about… What happens when a duke in need of the perfect wife collides with the debutante who’s known to have one debacle after another? He asks her to dance, of course. Despite Miss Tabetha Rutland’s reputation for trouble, the crystal blue of her eyes might be the loveliest color he’s ever seen. She’s all wrong for him. Everyone says so and he’s knows that it’s true. But he cannot seem to stay away…

Can these star-crossed lovers find their way back together despite their families’ feud? While Leopold Ainsworth holds no particular grudge against the Rutland's, least of all the youngest sister Clarissa, he is a man who puts the duty and honor of his family first. If they don’t hold with the Rutland's then he doesn’t either. Period. No matter how lovely and vivacious they might be... The feeling is mutual, as far as Clarissa is concerned. She wants nothing to do with the snobby, judgmental Ainsworth's, and certainly not the viscount and heir. At least that’s what she believes until the night she attends a masquerade ball and is swept into the arms of an unknown man who is everything she’s ever wanted and more. But her dream come true turns into a nightmare when she realizes the one man she wants is the only one she can’t have...

For the marquess, it's love at first sight. For Lady Mariah...? That's another matter entirely. Lady Mariah Rutland has mapped out the perfect life. She’s met a nice, quiet, unassuming man who suits her wallflower tendencies perfectly. She doesn’t want money or power, a simple life will do. The problem? The Marquess of Westford has made a map too. He’s everything she doesn’t want. But as handsome as he is arresting, he’s also decided on the perfect spouse. Mariah. How can she tell him that he’s not part of her plans when, every time she attempts to speak with him, he steals the breath from her lungs?

What happens when a troop of wallflowers attend a garden party? Love blooms... A Duke for Miss Daisy Daisy's met the duke of her dreams...or is he her worst nightmare? Daisy is a wallflower. Or at least, she was. But this season her prospects are brighter and, much to her mother's delight, she may just make a match. When the duke she once adored from a distance arrives at the house party she's attending with her friends, she knows for certain her luck has changed. Until she meets him. A Lord for Miss Lily Lily’s lord is her long lost friend. He’s also her worst enemy. Lord Merrick is perfectly handsome and charming…but this lord is a complete traitor. Lily knows this for a fact as she is the very person he turned his back on. Now she’s determined to avoid him at the house party she’s been trapped at with her former friend. The only problem? Lord Merrick is like the plague… he just keeps cropping up. A Marquess for Miss Marigold All this wounded marquess wants is solitude. Instead, he stumbles across a wallflower…literally. It wasn’t as though Marigold was hiding, she was just…lying low. In an abandon shed. Admidst a houseparty where both her best friends had managed to become engaged. In a few days she can escape to her quiet life a solitude and books. Alone. Forever. But then the prodigal son returns to the manor and charges into her life with the military precision one might expect from a war hero. Even more terrifying, he refuses to ignore her like the rest of society. Of course, he doesn’t.