It’s 1813, and twelve drummers drumming are about to bring love into Jemima's life… Jemima Fitzroy is tired of being ignored by her loud, rambunctious family - especially as she attempts to campaign for veterans in a world that doesn't appreciate them. Soldiers are returning home from Napoleonic France, and Captain Hugh Rotherham knows he will never be the same again. Not just because of what he's seen, but because of what he's seeing right now: a startlingly beautiful woman who stirs something so passionate in it, the drumming of his heart matches that of his regiment. Jemima knows she shouldn't be meeting this soldier without her family's knowledge. Hugh knows he cannot cross the line from respectability to scandal. It doesn't matter. Twelve drummers drumming will change their lives - and the rhythm that can tease out exquisite pleasure…

It’s 1813, with eleven pipers piping—but only one has caught Harmony's eye… Harmony Fitzroy never expected to fall into the spotlight. Her musical talents finally recognized, despite her shyness she's offered an invitation: to participate in the Christmas Eve Concert at the Assembly Rooms in Bath. If only a fellow musician hadn't caught her eye, she'd be able to focus on the music. David Navarre is everything Harmony knows she shouldn't go near; a gentleman of dark handsome looks, sparkling wit, and absolutely no money. But David has a secret - one he's left behind in Manchester, a scandal he doesn't want high society in Bath to discover. Especially Harmony. His eleven pipers piping are drawing a crowd, but that's the last thing Harmony wants. She has to marry for money, but he's about to teach her how their bodies can play a new melody together…

It’s 1813, and ten lords a leaping will change Caroline's life forever… Caroline Fitzroy knows she will never be happier than this moment: when Dr. Stuart Walsingham proposes marriage. She won't tell her parents it was while they were in bed together. After all, Stuart is loved and trusted by her family; a dependable, handsome, charming young man. What Stuart doesn't know is that he's the heir to the Earl of Cheshire. An elderly man visiting London for the first time to reveals himself to Stuart and his new betrothed. It's all to be announced at Caroline and Stuart's engagement ball—but as ten lords a leaping start dancing, a sudden heart attack changes everything. Stuart is the new Earl of Cheshire—and earls don't marry untitled ladies with no connections nor fortune to speak of. Not with the earldom in thousands of pounds worth of debt. Caroline must leap at any chance she has to convince Stuart to stay with her—and Stuart must resist leaping into bed with Caroline at every opportunity…

It’s 1815, with nine ladies dancing at the Fitzroy Christmas Eve ball—but Olivia isn’t one of them… Olivia Fitzroy is excited for the family Christmas party at Chalcroft, seat of the Fitzroys, and is furious when an unexpected guest arrives: Luke Kingsley. Her childhood friend who in her heart is now far more than a friend, she is determined not to let her fanciful affection show. No one must know that she no longer considers Luke a friend of the family. Oh no. she wants far, far more. But dancing around each other isn’t possible in the confines of Chalcroft, and Luke has his own secrets that he won’t reveal as the dance brings them closer together. Stolen kisses in drawing rooms, yet no declaration of love—what is Olivia supposed to do, but dance to Luke’s tune until she understands more? Nine ladies dancing, and Olivia is just one of many. How can she make Luke notice her in a large, rambling family?

It’s 1815, with eight maids a milking—and Katarina cannot stay away from a servant... Katarina Fitzroy is tired, tired of the Fitzroy Christmas traditions, tired of always doing things the same way, never going anywhere, never meeting anyone. It’s so dull. Until a family friend arrives with a rather dashing coachman driving his horses. Isaac Emmett is everything Katarina is supposed to avoid. A servant, no gentleman, with no name, fortune, or title to boast. But that doesn’t matter. Drawn to him in the cowsheds, Katarina finds herself lost in his eyes and desperate for his kisses. But Isaac is not all what he seems, and surprising revelations could break more than one heart this Christmas. Eight maids a milking while Katarina loses her heart in another cowshed—and she doesn’t know what she’s let herself in for. She may be a maid at the moment, but Isaac may change that before Christmas Day...

It’s 1815, and swans are Arabella’s only company... Arabella Fitzroy always knew she was to have an arranged marriage, and this Christmas, it’s finally time to meet him. Hopes high and best foot forward, Arabella is astonished to find Lord Nathaniel Cartier nothing more than a boor with bad taste and worse manners. Stuck in his cold home with his parents while the rest of her family enjoy Christmas together, Arabella spends her days at the lake, talking to the swans, determined to break the arranged marriage. Until a chance encounter and some vulnerability changes everything by the lakeside. A secret about the swans will reveal Nathaniel Cartier is far more than she bargained for... Seven swans a swimming may look serene on the surface, but Arabella is about to discover that life with Nathaniel would be anything but serene. As she swims against the tide of her family’s wishes, can Arabella resist the temptation to enjoy Nathaniel’s kisses even if the engagement is called off?

It’s 1817, with geese flocking just before Christmas—but Maria’s all alone… Maria Fitzroy wants to do just two things this Christmas: avoid all questions about her matrimonial prospects, and see more of this strange Mr. Walter who appeared at Chalcroft asking strange questions. He’s new to the village, mysterious and handsome, and has a strange fascination with Maria. Which absolutely should not get her heart racing. But an instinct that pulls her to him just as the geese are drawn across the sky keeps pulling Maria into Walter’s path, and before she knows it, scandalous kisses and games she should absolutely not be playing are pulling her away from her family. His questions about her family continue as gossip about them starts to appear in the papers—but none of that matters. Not when Maria knows Walter is the one for her. Six geese a laying in the farmyard, and Maria is about to give everything to the one man who sees her as something more…

It’s 1817, and five gold rings are perfect Christmas presents… Esther Fitzroy is bored of all the gentlemen lining up to propose matrimony—only because her father’s rising fortune means a bigger dowry. At least she’s not like the poor Duke of Kendal, who according to the latest scandal, has lost his entire fortune. So when John (Jack to the ladies), the Duke of Kendal suddenly arrives at the Fitzroy home and starts inexpertly wooing her, Esther knows precisely what he wants, her dowry. But she wants his heart. Determined to make him fall in love with her before he asks for her hand, Esther starts a dangerous game with a gentleman far more accustomed to seduction than she could ever imagine. Purchasing five gold rings as presents for her sisters is nothing to what Jack wants to give her this Christmas. Five gold rings may be perfect gifts, but Esther only wants one from Jack—and she may not wait to receive one before giving up her heart…and her body.

It’s 1817, and Lucy always knows who will answer her call… Lucy Fitzroy has always had one friend to rely on: Lord Percy Ardingley. Childhood friends with a unique call to encourage the other to venture out into London—and mischief—there’s nothing Lucy likes better than time with him. But for some reason, this Christmas, Percy is…different. Strange. Trying to speak to her about things she doesn’t understand. He’s back after a few months in the country, and though Percy doesn’t look any different, something has definitely altered between the two of them. If only Lucy could keep her heart rate still for five minutes around him and understand what this strange lurch in her stomach means… Four calling birds may have been his pet name for Lucy and three of her sisters, but it’s just her and Percy now, and she’s not sure what her friend is calling her to do. Just when she thinks she understands him, Lucy may find that the call of her heart is stronger than the call of her mind—and the call of the bedchamber may be even stronger still…

It’s 1819, and Sophia’s hearing too much about the French hens… Sophia Fitzroy is searching for a scandalous romance. Not an actual one, of course. Just something to entertain her this Season as her five sisters are now married and gone. But when her declaration that she wishes to be seduced is accidentally overheard at a ball, her dull Season is instantly transformed. Because Orlando Dunbar does not take no for an answer. Infamous for seducing ladies across the ton, his three French hens or mistresses are not enough to satisfy him—not now that he’s got Sophia in his sights. She’s determined to steal his kisses but keep her heart. He’s never been rejected before, and doesn’t intend to start now. Three French hens may be what he’s used to, but Sophia knows she’ll have to give up all her inhibitions if she wants to truly catch the eye of this man…

It’s 1819, and two turtle doves just fell into her lap… Joy Fitzroy will scream if she has to endure one more pity conversation about her lack of husband or marital prospects. After all, she’s still young. Mostly. And she is tired of having her lack of husband and children forced upon her—it’s not as though a family is going to fall into her lap. But when a child does just that, bringing with it a dashing father who just happens to be able to undress Joy with his eyes, she’s absolutely determined not to lose her heart, nor her head, to the handsome widower. Gilbert Kitteridge is devoted to two things, his twin daughters and his turtle doves. Love is something he simply doesn’t have time for. Lust however, that’s something entirely different. Joy Fitzroy is just begging to be plucked, and if he gets his way, it won’t be long before she’s under his body and begging for more… Two turtle doves may need a stepmother, but Joy isn’t ready to believe in happily ever after's that easily.

It’s 1819, and Isabella is not going to look at her pear tree again… Isabella Fitzroy should never have been there. The lane in Bath was a completely random accident, as was the vicious attack she witnessed. But when the man who defended himself so powerfully steals a kiss and then appears in the pear tree by her bedchamber window that evening, Isabella knows she’s in trouble. After all, Guy Partridge is not the sort of man she should be associating with. No family, no title, no name—but fingers that know precisely how to tease and please… Swiftly losing her innocence but unable to say no to the man who is swiftly stealing her heart, Isabella knows precisely what she wants from Guy…though he has a secret or two which may stop her in her tracks. A Partridge in a pear tree and Christmas will never be the same again…