England 1814 Miss Grace Radclyffe is a practical woman with dreams… Dreams so close to fruition, patience has become intolerable. Still, she must bide her time even if being the ward of churlish relatives means: 1. Awkwardness is inevitable—particularly when the circumstances are hilarious. 2. Kindness is exploitable—specifically when dealing with The Beau Monde. 3. Patience is impossible—especially when one is days from gaining one’s inheritance. Fortunately, she is far too attached to her dreams to allow these truths to thwart her practical plans. Plans that do not involve a certain duke—no matter how delicious, sinful, and profound. The Duke of Stonebridge doesn’t have the luxury to dream… As a duke and an agent for the crown, Stonebridge carries the weight of responsibility and is prepared to pursue what he needs, even if such needs do not align with what he wants. And what he wants is Miss Grace Radclyffe—wholly inappropriate, impossibly perfect, and utterly remarkable… He tried to ignore her—impossible. He employed his best scowls—futile. And all too soon, he’s stifling smiles and the twitch of his lips. Then, he’s wrapping her in his arms—Kissing. Taking. Claiming. It seems he wasn’t prepared for everything after all…

England 1814 Cold. Ruthless. Fast. Confident. It’s what they all say about Lady Beatryce Beckett. And they’re right, to some extent. She’ll do anything to get what she wants. She has her reasons. And she has no regrets. But to find herself under the protection and command of the Marquess of Dansbury is the worst. It’s intolerable, despite the particular pleasure she takes in provoking him. Despite the deadly assassins after them. Lord, save her from charming, heroic men… Especially ones that make her feel dangerous, possessive, hot… Strong. Charismatic. Amiable. Optimistic. It’s what they all say about the Marquess of Dansbury. And it’s all true. It’s what makes him an excellent Agent for the Crown, a duty at which he excels and enjoys. Until now. When he finds himself tasked with protecting the one woman in the world he actively disdains: Lady Beatryce Beckett, a deceitful witch who manages to bring out the worst in him with shrewd precision. Lord save him a woman like her. A woman who makes him feel irrational, savage, ablaze… A woman who has: Fire beneath her ice. Honor beneath her deceit. And a fearlessness that is infuckingtolerable to a man who is falling in love…

England 1814 Quiet and Demure… Two words not associated with Mrs. Amelia Chase, a woman from America on the run from her past with a healthy love for Shakespearean insults. 1. Opinionated – Yes 2. Nosy – Most definitely 3. Daring and Outrageous – Perhaps In sum, all things irresistible to a broody, sexy Scotsman with a delicious brogue. A man with the power to evoke sparks with a look, sizzle with a touch, and fire with a moan. And he’s looked… And touched… And most definitely moaned. Talkative and Impulsive… Two words not associated with Lord Alaistair MacLeod, an Agent for the Crown and a man with many secrets. Secrets best kept from a nosy American woman who tweaks all his instincts… the ones that scream: Trouble. The one that screams: Mine. She’s suspicious. She’s audacious. She’s tenacious and brave. Och, she’s simply irresistible. All things he thought he disdained. All things he might not live without…

Female warrior seeks unreliable rogue adept at betrayal and secrets. England 1814: Theirs was a forbidden love, but now… Agent for the Crown, Ciarán Kelly, is an Irishman who loves women. All women. Big, small, buxom, slender, blonde, ginger, rich, poor—their features matter not. Fortunately, he was born with a silver tongue, enough wit and charisma to rival Claude Duvall, and an air of mystery, necessary to be an effective spy. In short, women love him. But after being branded a traitor and tortured by the very villains he’s vowed to destroy, he’s lost his memory and is left with only one person in the world he can—and must—depend upon…and she despises the very air he breathes. No matter, he is: \*Confidently optimistic—she’ll come around. \*Smooth-talking—beneficial when he makes her angry. And he will make her angry. \*And brilliant—useful, if only he could remember… And he isn’t: \*Impatient—there’s always time. See also confidently optimistic above. \*Or afraid—of being in love. He’s been there before. Frederica Glyndŵr has matured since her father erased her from the family tree, tossing her to the streets of London with nothing more than her wits to aid her survival. What started out as a horrific journey towards female enslavement has ended up being the best possible thing to happen to her. She’s learned to be a fighter, a thief, a stealthy observer, and a surprising revelation to any villain who happens along—they love to underestimate her. Everything is finally perfect. Until a disappointment from her past invades her life once more, threatening to expose her secrets. She’s ready for a reckoning, but never forgiveness…too bad he has no memory of their past. No matter, she is always: \*Prepared—a life lesson; she will never be caught ill-equipped again. \*And capable—she’s proven that to herself time and again. And she isn’t: \*Sloppy—with the men they’re after, this could mean the difference between life and death. \*Patient—normally not a positive trait, but time is of the essence. Bad men are coming. \*Or in love…or won’t be if she could only retrieve her heart from the man who stole it. As the enemy closes in and Kelly’s mind begins to heal, he discovers just how deep his betrayal goes. Can true love prevail over such sins? Frederica can’t speak for some sins, but she’s damn sure it can’t survive all secrets… Rated: MA