. .Viscount Nicholas Stoneworth is infamous—even being mentioned in the same breath with him is enough to ruin a lady's reputation. Why, the man's spent years in London's underworld pursuing every sort of vice while parlaying his hard muscled body into fame and fortune as a fighter! With his brother's untimely death, Nicholas must assume the title and relearn the civilized ways of the ton . . . and proper Jane Fenton is more than willing to teach him everything she knows.Circumstances may have forced Jane into the role of ladies' companion, but she knows the danger of associating with a notorious man like Nicholas, a man who could tempt any woman into certain scandal. But her brother disappeared into the same underworld four long years ago, and if she transforms the libertine into a gentleman, he will use his connections to find him. Still, Jane will not—cannot—lose control. She must ignore the promise of sinful pleasure in his eyes . . . and her own wild desires desperate to break free.

    Jilly smiled. "And you're the handsomest man in Mourning Dove Creek, you know," she flirted in return. Jack smiled. "I do know," he said. Jilly giggled. Jack Taylor was so predictable-and a little conceited. He really did think he was the handsomest man in Mourning Dove-and he was, for the most part. Secretly, however, if Jilly ever allowed herself to be completely honest about it (which she tried to avoid), there was one other man in Mourning Dove who always crossed her mind when the subject of the handsomest man in town arose. Yet there was no lingering on thinking of that man-no sirree! Not for a moment! Not for any reason-ever. And so Jilly just kept telling Jack that he was the handsomest man in Mourning Dove Creek. Besides, it was almost true-being that the other man lived outside of town and not right in town the way Jack did.

    Fourteen months ago, Lady Rhoslyn lost her husband and infant son to a fever. Now, by order of King Edward I, she is yanked from the healing tranquility of a convent to marry the king’s favored bastard knight. Rhoslyn has no intention of returning to the home where her husband and child died. Neither does she intend to hand over her fortune to the ‘Dragon’—no matter his sweet promises and warm kisses. Talbot St. Claire tires of war. Seventeen years is enough. King Edward will never release him from service, but the king promises Talbot will find some peace in front of his own hearth. Talbot expects to find a horse-faced, hostile woman in the Scottish heiress Edward commands him to marry. Instead, he discovers a fiery Highland beauty worthy of a man’s respect... and love. Talbot determines to do anything to win his new bride’s acceptance. Anything except the one thing she demands: betray his king and embrace his Scottish heritage.

    "I cannot help it -- I have always been afraid in a storm.""It's all right," he said soothingly. "It's quite understandable in -- a woman!"Then he felt her body stiffen, and with an effort she released her grip."I'm sorry," she said. For suddenly she knew that she should never have allowed herself to be weak in his presence.Now that he had seen that she was just like any other frail woman, Shikara despairingly wondered if he could ever love her as she so desperately wished.

    He outmaneuvers his rival, Ainslin’s neighbor Earl Sigrid, and receives the king’s blessing to marry her.Ainslin fears Torsten reaction when he discovers she’s a virgin. How to explain her maidenhead and twin sons?Her worst nightmares are realized when Earl Sigrid arrives in Norway for King Cnut’s coronation. What does he suspect? Will Torsten cast Ainslin and the boys aside when he discovers the truth?

    . .The windswept Scottish Highlands hold great beauty, but also great danger. So when Aimil Mengue is abducted by a feuding clan, she is right to fear for her life--and her virtue. For Aimil's keeper is the infamous warrior Parlan MacGuin. Aimil sets out to hate him, but Parlan is more honorable--and infinitely more alluring--than expected. Though betrothed to another, Aimil cannot deny her startling desire for the man who holds her captive...Parlan MacGuin knows well his reputation as a fierce warrior; he uses it to claim land and lovers. But beautiful Aimil is a different type of conquest. Now Parlan feels an unfamiliar longing for the woman he keeps at ransom as their forbidden passion threatens to spark an unstoppable blood feud--or forever fill their hearts . . .

    Instead of being the beauty that she really is, she must help her sister gain “The Lion” of the Highlands favor, even though the feat seems impossible, for every word and look coming from him shows just how feral the man really is.A deadly Highlander shouldn’t be forced to marry—but that’s exactly what’s happening to Kane “The Lion” Shaw. With a new squire, a leper of a lady living in his keep, and his neighboring highlanders beginning to stir with unease, Kane has a lot on his plate. But a Highlander never surrenders…and ignores the odd feelings his squire stirs inside of him.When Saeran, posing as a squire, is forced to be around “The Lion”, the roughest, meanest, most barbarian man she’s ever met, she is sure her ruse is hanging by a thread. When he begins to suspect what she really is, she makes the most dangerous decision…and finds that this Highlanders touch makes it harder and harder to deny what is happening between them, even while danger wars around them.

    As she explores, a huge shadow overtakes her in the darkness of the tower: an intruder who commands her to leave his castle. Eleanor informs him that she is the wife of the late Lord Nicholas. Shocked to realize that the bride he'd thought had died in the Plague is not only alive, but beautiful and bold, Nicholas hides his identity. But Eleanor is a temptation he cannot resist, and when she learns his true identity, she shows him that love is the greatest miracle of all.

    A fine idea, except when the neighbor in question is Lord Holden. Lady Helen Tiernay has complained frequently about his treatment of his people. Too frequently perhaps, for the king intends to curb their constant bickering by ordering them to wed. Helen can’t refuse a royal decree, but she’ll do everything possible to drive away her devilishly attractive husband-to-be.Holden has faced all manner of horrors on the battlefield. But marriage to “the tyrant of Tiernay” is still a worrying prospect—until he glimpses Helen in the flesh. What flesh it is…soft, lush, made for his touch. If she weren’t so intent on thinking up devious ways to prevent consummating their bond, Helen would see how perfect they are together, and that a marriage begun as enemies can turn to absolute pleasure.

    So when he hears of her tales of bravery, he's just a little surprised. But his main concern is whether she is still alive or has been captured. Upon discovering her intention to run to her father's and to leave their affectionless marriage for good, Rory realises just how much sweet Isla means to him. Can the warrior get past his fears of being too rough for her? Though fear of capture drove Isla out, it's the fear of returning to her marriage that keeps her travelling across the unforgiving Highlands. Not that she doesn't care for her husband, but she can no longer bear desiring a man who clearly doesn't want her. Believing that he must be sharing his bed with another lass, Isla plans to beg her father for refuge from the English...and her husband. But the journey is dangerous and Rory is a determined man. Will he even let her go?

    His noble sire died, however, branded as a traitor. But never will Geoffrey believe his father betrayed their king, and swears vengeance against the man who brought his sire down in a siege to take over Wode.Lady Elizabeth Brackendale dreamed of marrying for love, but is promised by her father to a lecherous old baron. Then she is abducted and held for ransom by a scarred, tormented rogue who turns out to be the very knight who has sworn vengeance against her father.The threads of deception sewn eighteen years ago bind the past and present. Only by Geoffrey and Elizabeth championing their forbidden love can the truth - and the lies — be revealed about a knight's vengeance.

    But being one of the unpredictable Archers, she couldn't help falling in love with the most unsuitable man in London, Gilbert Fielding, a penniless second son with no title at all, a man who couldn't possibly marry her.At her family's urging, Miranda chooses the ton's most eligible bachelor, the handsome, rich, and titled Earl of Kelton. The ton predicted it. Her family is delighted. But Miranda cannot forget her first love (can anyone?)And poor Gilbert. He knows his suit for Miranda would never be accepted by her grandfather, even if he gathered the courage to face the old duke. He decides to keep his place, accept the fact that a woman like Miranda isn't for the likes of him and join the army.But nobility and fortune come in many guises, especially at Christmas, and Kelton isn't at all what he seems. When Gilbert discovers the earl's secrets, he's determined to protect Miranda, even if it means a long ride to Carrington Castle through thick December snow...

    Jenny Lofstrand has been abandoned by those who supposedly love her all her life. Now she’s the personal assistant to a woman who’d drive the Devil to drink. Jenny knows she’s the glue that holds her boss’s life together. Even this nurturer has a limit though. The Veil is going to take her on a trip to twelfth-century Scotland and thrust her into the arms of her dream man. Iaen Kincaid has seen more than his fair share of life. The young laird of the clan Kincaid is either in a border war with his cousin to the north, or he’s dealing with some problem within his land. The appearance of three women in his keep puts a dent in his routine and order, but he is immediately drawn to Jenny, with her spit-fire ways and protective nature. As Jenny adapts to life in medieval Scotland, can she continue to save her out-of-control boss or for once, allow herself to love and be happy with a man very different from her own world?

    Years later, Corbett unexpectedly turns up to claim his beautiful bride and, by contract, her valuable dowry: Castle Orrick. Suspecting some royal intrigue lies behind Corbett’s sudden desire for this marriage, Lilliane vows she will never lie in his bed. But what fate awaits Lilliane—and all England—if she resists him? And what darker fate if she surrenders?

    Cyr had been played false by the woman to whom he had given his heart. Yet the beautiful Lily was still his bride, and now she would pay for her treachery with her very freedom. Though he held her prisoner, far from the comfort of family or friends, Lily longed to ease the pain that tortured her warrior husband. For she knew that deep inside his hardened soul lay the embers of their love, longing to be brought back to life.