An earl and an heiress... What’s the worst that can happen? That’s what Miss Charlotte Pennington asks herself when she puts a notice in the paper. Her goal? To hire a lord to help her conduct an investigation into murder. And, perhaps, give her life it’s missing meaning. That’s not too much to ask; is it? Surely, there is an impoverished lord somewhere willing to help her. But, when the handsome Earl of Westmoreland answers her ad, Charlotte didn’t count him being quite so dashing or mysterious. Does he know she’s the very heiress he’s been searching for? But, as the murder plot thickens, so does the air between them. And Charlotte must answer the question: does she catch a murderer or allow herself to be caught by an earl? Perhaps, she should kiss him to find out...

She is not stalking the duke. She’s just following him. Very closely... When Miss Mona Ayers finds herself betrothed to a marquess older than her father’s father, there is only one thing to do. Find a better suitor. But who is better than a marquess? A duke, of course. The problem is, the only one currently on the market, the Duke of Dedham, is as derelict as he is determined not to marry. She knows; she’s done her research. She’s read every article ever printed about him in the London Times. She might have even cut them out and saved them. And when the opportunity to catch him alone and make him an offer he, hopefully, can’t refuse, Mona doesn’t hesitate. Any fate is better than be married to an elderly marquess. But that’s when things really start to get tricky. He refuses the offer. Worse yet, some woman from his past is seeking retribution, and just because Mona’s saved a few articles, all right, several, he thinks she might be said lady. She’s determined, yes. But deranged? Most certainly not. But how to prove that to the Duke of Dedham, convince him her plan for a marriage of convenience is sound, and save him from whatever woman wishes him ill? It’s a big task. Mona, however, is up for the challenge. The only other dilemma? Her heart has decided that convenience just won’t do.

The Baron Brightmore is the exact sort of rake a debutante should stay far away from… Not that Miss Alexi Starlit need worry about rogues. She’s too busy blending into the wall to catch the eye of a man like that. That is until this wallflower stumbles across a derelict and drunk baron having a tryst in the garden with an unknown lady. And when that woman escapes into the dark, Alexi is left alone with the worst sort of lord. She can’t imagine the situation could get any worse until her hosts happen upon them and mistake her for the tryster. And then the entire affair gets published in the paper. And, of course, her father insists she weds Baron Brightmore. Luck is not on her side. But Alexi is determined to prove her innocence and change her fate. With the baron’s help, can they track down the mysterious woman who was breaking all the rules? And why is she tempted, every time she looks at Brightmore, to break them too? They are only investigating together to escape a marriage, not become further embroiled. Still, Alexi can’t deny, rakes are nothing if not tempting. When might she have an opportunity like this again? And is there truth to the saying that rakes make the best husbands? Perhaps, she should find out…

Lady Priscilla is in trouble… When a cousin she didn’t even know existed inherits her father’s title, the new Earl of Purlington wants more than just the earldom, he want’s Priscilla too. Or at least, her dowry. What she needs is a hero. A man to swoop in and save her despite her cousin’s intimidating lurking. Well not an actual hero, not like the one currently being featured in the papers for all his heroic deeds, but perhaps a man willing to stand up to her cousin and marry her despite the odd circumstances. But how does she find a man like that? The Viscount of Ware stalks the night… He wears a mask of course. It wouldn’t do as a lord of the realm to also be discovered as a vigilante. And then there’s the issue of the large scar on his face. It’s better hidden under a mask. But the work is dangerous and as his brother so bluntly points out, he has certain obligations to the viscountcy. Like making an heir… It’s a fair point, but what lady would wish to marry him? His life as a lord isn’t exactly normal and neither is his appearance. That is until he sees an ad in the paper. A woman in need of a hero? A man in need of a baby? It’s a simple transaction. Easy. Except from the first, Priscilla is nothing that he imagines and the attraction that sizzles between them only complicates everything. His emotions have been frozen for years. Why do they threaten to defrost now? And worse yet, what will he do if he loses the battle for Priscilla’s hand and heart?

Lady Rebecca has seen a ghost… Three years after the death of her fiancé, the Marquess of Northhampton, she swears she sees him walking down the street. Why now? She can’t afford to lose her mental faculties after all this time. But then again at his father’s funeral, she sees his specter. That can’t be him under the trees. Because if somehow, he’s alive and not lost at sea, after three years of unspeakable pain, she swears, she is going to kill him. But when danger begins to circle, Rebecca has to admit, alive or dead, she could only hope to have Bennet by her side. If not him… who is going to save her?

She dreams of a hero… Or perhaps he’s actually the villain. But Lady Laurel relives the day she lost her sister and of the man who was there on the worst day of her life. Was he rescuing her that day or was his part far more nefarious? But the more she seems to learn, the less she knows. Only one thing is certain. She’ll never be free of these nightmares until the she uncovers the truth of her past. When she finally finds her mystery man, the Earl of Seacrest, he doesn’t provide answers. Just more questions. Are her growing feelings for Seacrest helping her find the courage to face the truth or is this the worst mistake of her life?