‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house…the stone-hearted Duke of Dorchester was falling in love.

The Duke of Dorchester needs a wife for himself and a mother for his wild twin daughters. Someone obedient, well-behaved, and perfectly mannered. Sultry, sarcastic actresses need not apply. Why, then, can he not keep his eyes–or his mouth–off Lillian Snow after a chance encounter at the Yuletide Ball? She isn’t at all what he wants. But maybe…just maybe…she is precisely what he needs.

Lillian swore off men years ago to pursue a career in the theater. She isn’t attending the Yuletide Ball to find a husband; her newest stage production requires funding before Christmas Eve or they’ll be closed down. A grumpy, annoyingly sexy duke isn’t at all what she’s looking for. But maybe…just maybe…it’s who she is meant to find.

It's British versus American in this sexy battle of wits!

British private investigator, Thomas Kincaid, thinks he's seen it all . . . until a gorgeous, soaking-wet American shows up on his doorstep and demands he help her find a stolen family heirloom. Having had his heart crushed once before by a beautiful woman, Kincaid has no intention of tempting fate a second time. But Joanna Thorncroft isn't about to take no for an answer.

Joanna has to find her mother's ring and discover the secrets it contains. Secrets that have brought her all the way across the Atlantic and onto the doorstep of a sinfully handsome detective. While falling in love is the furthest thing from her mind, fiercely independent Joanna can't help but find herself drawn to Kincaid…and the blazing passion that soon threatens to consume them. But when the scandalous truth about the ring's history is unveiled, it changes both the past and the present.

Sometimes love is hiding in the unlikeliest of earls . . .

Evelyn Thorncroft wants to marry a duke, but shell settle for an earl. The Earl of Hawkridge, to be precise. The only problem? Weston cannot stand the sight of her. At least, thats what he says. Their passionate kisses, however, tell a very different story . . .

From the first moment he sees Evie across a crowded ballroom, Weston desires her. The dark-haired American is beautiful, intelligent, and charming. The only problem? Shes a money-grubbing hoyden after his familys fortune. At least, thats what Weston tells himself. His heart, however, tells a very different story . . .

Trapped under the same roof during a house party, Evie and Weston struggle to control their blistering chemistry. Neither are looking for love, and past hurts have made them far too cynical to believe in happily-ever-after.

But when two wounded hearts (and an orphaned lamb) are involved, anything is possible . . . including true love.

A promise made

When Lady Brynne Weston was just fourteen, she made a pact with her brother's friend, Lord Lachlan Campbell, a charming Scottish boy with a rebellious streak that called to her own sense of adventure. If, in ten years, neither was married, they would marry each other. The promise was sealed with a stick of sugar, and then forgotten aboutuntil almost a decade later when Lachlan comes to claim his prize.

A promise broken

The charming, rebellious boy has grown into a charming, dangerously seductive man. And try as she might, Brynne is helpless against the smoldering passion that flares between them. Knowing that her family will not approve of her marrying a second-born son, and a Scottish one at that, she elopes with Lachlan to Gretna Green. Everything is perfectuntil a devastating secret comes to light.

She is a wallflower with a pet squirrel. He is a scoundrel who stands accused of murdering his mistress. They're not exactly a match made in High Society heaven. But sometimes when two souls are hurting, they turn in a most unexpected direction…

Sterling Nottingham, Duke of Hanover, didn't plan on kissing Rosemary Stanhope. It was a complete accident, spurred on by too much gin and a temporary loss of sanity. Unfortunately, now that he knows what she tastes like, kissing her again–this time on purpose–is all he can think about.

Rosemary was as surprised as the Duke of Hanover when he kissed her. The sinfully handsome rakehell isn't exactly known for paying much attention to wallflowers. Yet for some reason, their paths keep crossing…and before long she finds herself falling for the one man who loves her for who she is, squirrel and all.