She saw as he approached her only to pass her as he shuts the curtains, "Go to bed, I will be there momentarily." He said as he began to plunge the room into darkness . She had no choice she must, even if it will be against her will, he was her husband and it was his right. She walked to bed and frowned as she laid down closing her eyes, but as she heard nothing, she opened her eyes to see the room in darkness, hearing footsteps approaching the bed. The bed dipped under the new weight, he did nothing as she heard two thuds hit the floor. "Spread your legs." He said pulling the sheets from her not too gently as she had held them rather tightly as if they were the only thing that could stop him. She gasped when she had not complied to his request. She felt his hands ran up her bare legs lightly running his warm fingers up her legs pushing the fabric up to her waist. Rose felt her face heat with embarrassment as she tried to push back down her gown, but his hand stopped her attempts as he placed them on her side. Rose felt tears gathered in her eyes as he gently but firmly pushed her legs apart as he settled between her. Rose gasped as she felt something brush against her womanhood. She held her breath as her heart felt as if it had fallen to the pit of her stomach as fresh tear streaked down to the corner of her eyes as she held her breath shutting her eyes tightly awaiting the pain as she clenched the sheets into her fists. "Forgive me," he said as she felt him at her entrance. "ROSE!" Ranking HOT #1 12/11/2018 Ranking #1 - spinster 08/12/2019 Ranking Duchess HOT#8 05/07/2022

Miss Victoria Hastings, aged twenty-four, was a confirmed spinster. At the height of her glory she was once considered a diamond of the first water, although she had since descended closer to consistency of mud. And, once the ton believed you had been dragged through the proverbial mud, they didn't much care if you stayed there. So, she entered into her 'exile' with a fervent hatred of men, some more so than others. Enter... Lord Anthony Elwes, Duke of Westley, was not a man to be crossed. Having returned from the Orient with the unfortunate business of marriage on his mind, he did not expect the ditzy debutante he once knew to have blossomed into a woman of substantial wiles and wit. Anthony always claimed what he desired, but Victoria could not be bought, bartered or borrowed. Marriage would instead require strategy, stealth... and the seduction of a spinster.

Verity Baker has spent her life cleaning up after her father's mistakes. But one day, he goes too far and sells her, for one night only, to a local lord to pay his debts. What kind of man would buy a woman? What kind of woman would agree to be bought? COMPLETED

Cassandra knew her life was over the moment her parents told her she was to marry the Duke of Thornton. She had heard horrible stories about him that made ice cold fear run down her spine. He's a gorgeous man, but rude and insulting at every turn. Cassandra tries to make the best of her marriage but it's quite hard to do when you are married to a beast of a man.

Rebecca Morin, protector of her close cousin Jahnai Rutherford gets a surprise when she is summoned to the Palace of Ethelid to become a lady in waiting to the princess. Having grown up wielding swords, bows, and daggers all of her life, becoming a lady is a task that is far out of her comfort zone. To make things even more complicated for her already, there is one knight whom after she meets just refuses to leave her mind.

Duncan, Lord of Codnor, in vengeance went to Winsley Manor to get even with Baron Winsley, but the coward the weasel his he took flight. Intended to become even Duncan tried to think of a way to pay back Winsley when the answer came falling into his arms. Karma thought she was going to die when she fell from the willow tree, but instead of waking up in heaven she woke in the arms of the devil himself. Soon a passion build between them. But Karma has to protect her heart because she knows that Duncan will never love her after he knows her secret... Or will he? One way to find out.

1540, Scotland A storm is brewing on the Highlands... When headstrong and stubborn Gavin MacKenzie is driven to seek vengeance after the murder of his father, he seeks help from the King of Scotland. But things are amiss as he begins his journey across the fierce and unforgiving Highlands. And when he crosses paths with a crimson-haired young woman just as tempered as the Scottish Highlands, passions are quickly set ablaze. He fears she has already stolen his heart. A secret two decades old could unravel everything... Elyn Douglas doesn't feel like she belongs in the small village of Dornie, lingering right outside the walls of Eilean Donan Castle. After the assassination of Laird Angus MacKenzie, she's thrust into a world of violence and highlanders, but when she meets the rugged and powerful Gavin, she doesn't know what to expect. All she knows is that when he looks at her, her heart melts a little bit of the frost that has plagued her whole life... As chilling rain and howling wind pelt the Highlands, Elyn fights the racing of her heart that begs for her Highlander's Embrace...

Lady Cara Button is the oldest out of her three sisters. Her mother and father are the Baron and Baroness of Hambletonian. All through London, Cara had earned the title of being the ice women of London. Being three and twenty, some women that age or younger would married by now but not Cara. She doesn't want to be tied down to a man. So to protect herself she becomes cold to any man that dares to court her. Cara also has a secret: At night she is a bounty hunter known as the mysterious hell rising guardian! By night Cara dresses herself as a boy and hunts small criminals for money. She saves the money so she could follow her dreams of travelling the world. Just when her life was about to take a turn for the better someone finds out her secret... Famous rake and known bounty hunter, Devin Sinclair, the Duke of Cambridge is looking for a wife.He has associated with more then half of the women in London and no women had caught his eye yet. That is until he had met Lady Cara Button.

Crissy wants nothing more then to live her life as she wants too. She doesn't want to marry a man she doesn't know, but when she is forced into a marriage to Malcolm MacFaddan, the ruthless devil of the highlands, will she still feel the same way or will her desire and passion win out. Malcolm wants nothing more than to find a wife and settle down. After going off to battle after battle for the King Duncan I he is more than happy to finally get the chance. But Crissy MacDuffie has other ideas. A lass as fierce and rebellious as his warriors puts up a fight in becoming his wife. If Malcolm wants a chance at a happy life, he must show Crissy there is more to their marriage and to him than meets the eye.