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She's promised to another man… and I'd burn the whole world down before I let him take her. Rosalind Thorne storms into my life on the wings of a blizzard, fierce, brilliant, and far too tempting for a man who's buried himself alive. Then the storm traps us together. One night. One broken carriage. One forbidden closeness. And suddenly she's walking my halls as if she belongs here, belonging to me far more than to any man waiting in London. She challenges my control. She softens my edges. She looks at me like I'm a man worth wanting, and that is my undoing. By the time she tells me she's ...

I told her to leave. She stayed, and now I can’t breathe without her. They call me the mad Duke of Penrose, a beast locked away in a house as broken as my soul. I wanted silence. I earned it in blood and war. But then she arrived in the storm—small, stubborn, soaked to the bone, claiming she came to restore my mother’s gardens. tried to banish her. Yet every time I see her hands in the soil, coaxing life from death, something inside me cracks. She speaks to the roses like they can still be saved. And God help me, I start to believe her. Her laughter haunts these empty halls. Her ...

I didn’t come here for her. But now that I’ve seen her, she’s mine. I took this job to disappear. No title. No expectations. Just horses, hard work, and peace. But the moment I see Lady Abigail Lucas, proud, untouchable. I know I’m in trouble. Not because she’s my employer’s sister. Not because I’m lying about who I am. But because something in me recognizes her. She wants nothing to do with me. Keeps her distance. Hides behind sharp words and silence. But I’ve trained wild stallions. I know what it means when a creature’s been wounded. And I know how to earn their trust. ...

I told myself I didn’t want her anymore. I lied. Four years ago, I would’ve done anything for Lady Liana Foxworth. She was light, laughter, mine. Then, without warning, she ended us. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence. I left Ravenmoor with nothing but the weight of her absence. Now I return a different man, colder, wealthier, no longer hers. But the moment I see her again, the past slams into me like a fist. She’s softer now. Quieter. Still impossibly lovely. And every bit as dangerous. We’re under the same roof. Close enough to remember everything I swore I forgot. She looks...

She stepped into my world like a secret meant only for me… and turned everything I knew into temptation. I was never meant to be anyone—not a lady, not an heiress, and certainly not a woman pursued by a duke. I lived in shadows, tucked away in a quiet corner of England… until a will—inked with truths no one dared speak—dragged me into the blinding light of society. Suddenly, I’m Letitia Anne Barrington, the lost daughter of a powerful lineage, and every titled gaze either covets my fortune or plots my ruin. Except for him. Philip Ramsbury, the Duke of Wynthorpe, sees something ...

"Her pen confessed everything her lips dared not say." I have always been content to linger in the shadows — a wallflower, a companion, an observer of other people's grand romances. Never once did I imagine a love story of my own. When Henry Latham — my childhood friend, my secret heart — returned from abroad and proposed a marriage of convenience, I agreed. Not because he loved me. But because, foolishly, I have loved him all my life. I told myself friendship would be enough. That quiet companionship would soothe the longing I dared not name. Yet with every shared smile, every ...

He was meant for my sister. So why is it my heart he’s stealing? I never wanted a Season. Never wanted the gowns, the gossip, or the pressure to marry a man I might grow to despise. I’ve seen what love can become—how it can curdle into cruelty. I vowed never to let it happen to me. Then he walked into our drawing room. Andrew Parsons, the Duke of Balfour—scandal’s favorite son and the one man my mother insists must marry my sister. He’s arrogant, charming, maddeningly handsome… and entirely too interested in me. I should avoid him. I should despise him. But every stolen glance...

She infuriates me, defies me—and I’ve never wanted anything more in my life. Lady Eleanor Beaumont has always been a thorn in my side—too bold, too clever, too unwilling to play by society’s rules. I once believed women like her were ill-suited for marriage, wild stallions meant to be reined in or avoided altogether. I never imagined falling could feel this safe—with her. She challenges me without meaning to, upends my every intention with a glance, a word, a smile. I came seeking a sensible match. Instead, I found her—brilliant, bold, and utterly impossible to resist. Now I’m...

I never meant to steal a duke’s heart—especially not by stealing another woman’s name. One moment, I’m stitching a hem in the corner of a glittering ballroom. Next, I’m spun into a waltz by Eustace Montague, the Duke of Ravencroft, who mistakes me for his long-lost fiancée. I should’ve corrected him. I didn’t. Now I’m posing as Countess Vittoria Romano, with six weeks to vanish before anyone discovers I’m actually Clara Mills, a lowly seamstress with too many secrets. But pretending to be his betrothed means sharing his carriage, his home, and—God help me—his touch. I...

I fled from danger. I found something far more dangerous—him. I never meant to lie. Never meant to run. But when I overheard Lord Thorne plotting to steal my fortune and trap me in a loveless marriage, I didn’t have a choice. I slipped away under the cover of darkness, and disappeared into the quiet hum of a village miles from everything I’ve ever known. Now, disguised as a boy, I shelve books in a dusty little shop and try to keep my head down. Simple. Safe. Until he walks in—William Blackwood, the brooding earl who once danced with me on the night my world shattered. He doesn’t ...

I set out to secure a fortune… but he set my heart ablaze. The fire that destroyed my father’s mill took everything—his life, my future—and left me with nothing but a burning need to rebuild. With investors pulling away, I must navigate the men of power at the London Season, seeking a husband who sees the value in my plans. But then I meet him. William Henderson, Earl of Arlington. His gaze strikes me like lightning, unraveling the walls I’ve carefully built. Every look from him sends heat through my veins, igniting a fire I can’t control. His stare pulls at something deep ...

I never planned to marry—and certainly not for love. I’m Amelia Edgerton, daughter of a baron, self-declared spinster-in-training, and proud disbeliever in romance. After years of watching society pretend affection is found in title and coin, I’ve made peace with a quiet life filled with books, solitude, and zero suitors. Unfortunately, my father disagrees. He’s set on seeing me wed, parading eligible gentlemen through our door like it’s a cattle market. I’ve chased off every last one—thanks to a bit of cunning, some theatrical sabotage, and the occasional help from my ...

I took her into custody and lost control of everything, including my heart. She’s chaos wrapped in freckles, stubborn, sharp-tongued, impossible to intimidate. From the moment I stopped her carriage on that lonely road, she’s challenged me with every glare, every breath, every heartbeat. She’s supposed to be a thief. She swears she’s innocent. I can’t decide which is worse, believing her or wanting her anyway. Then came the mistake. I brought her to my lodge. Locked the door. Kept her close enough to tempt fate. Forced proximity is a dangerous thing, especially when she looks at ...

I knew from the very moment I set eyes on her that I wanted her. And I always get what I want. She vanished the night before our wedding. No note. No warning. Just silence. Everyone said to let her go. I couldn’t. I found her in a London garden—flushed, furious, breathtaking. She tried to pretend I didn’t matter. That I was a mistake. That her fire wasn’t meant for me. But I’ve never been good at pretending. Not when she looks at me like that. Not when her lips part like she’s about to surrender, then close like she regrets it. She fights me with every word. Every glance. Every ...

Secrets, Seduction, and a Dangerous Game of Deceit Marina Bexley has devoured mystery novels her whole life, now she’s about to live one. Desperate to protect a family friend wronged by the powerful Duke of Averganst, and equally desperate to escape her father’s plans to marry her off, Marina agrees to infiltrate the duke’s glittering estate under a false identity. Disguised as a lady’s maid to her best friend, Lady Hortense Davenport, Marina slips into Highgate House determined to uncover the truth and expose the duke’s corruption. But her mission becomes far more complicated ...

I saved him from death, but it’s his touch that might destroy me. I find him bleeding in the fields, half-conscious and devastatingly handsome, with broad shoulders, a sinful mouth, and eyes that strip the truth from me. I should leave him. Instead, I hide him in a cottage and become the only woman he remembers. Every touch sparks. Every glance burns. And when we lie beneath the stars, his fingers grazing mine, I swear the night itself holds its breath. My reputation shatters. My parents rage. London—and a husband I don’t want—loom over me like a sentence. So when he murmurs that he...

NO FORTUNE. NO PROSPECTS. ONE MAN WHO COULD CHANGE EVERYTHING. I was raised to marry well. Not to beg for a husband. But after my father’s reckless choices leave us penniless, I have no choice. With four unruly siblings depending on me, I need a husband—quickly. No fortune, no dowry—just me and the secret I must keep: everyone believes my siblings are my nieces and nephews. No one wants that kind of burden. Until him. Mr. Caldicott is nothing like the gentlemen of the ton. As my tenant, he should be entirely unsuitable—yet he’s steady, kind, and far too willing to help. His ...

I crossed an ocean to honor my father’s legacy, and found the one man my heart was never meant to want. Enemies to lovers • forbidden attraction • moral courage • slow-burn Regency romance I arrive in Jamaica determined to finish the work my father began—fighting for justice in a world that profits from cruelty. I do not expect Colin Armitage. He is sharp-tongued, infuriating, and convinced my family destroyed his. He also believes in abolition as fiercely as I do—and that makes him dangerous to my heart. Every encounter is a battle of wills. Every glance is a challenge I refuse...

HE WAS THE ONE MYSTERY I NEVER MEANT TO UNCOVER. I thought I was chasing ancient mysteries, until I found myself unraveling the most dangerous one of all: him. I struck an unthinkable bargain with the notorious Lord Cedric Steele to save my dream of joining an archaeological expedition. A fake courtship with London’s most insufferably charming bachelor was supposed to be simple. But nothing about Cedric is simple. His touch sets my heart racing, his gaze leaves me breathless, and every moment we’re together feels more real than I ever imagined. Now, with danger closing in and my future ...