Lady Imogen Wilde has lived her life in a body that does not work as it should. As she was born not breathing, Imogen has spent her life as the small and weak daughter of the Duke of Ascot. Nobody could ever understand, could they? Colonel Simon Spencer is a highly decorated, recently retired, soldier, who has made his fortune through various gallant and successful military campaigns. But the military has altered him, both mentally and physically, leaving him a changed man from the one his brother remembers, one who carries many burdens. But what if they met? Could it be, that after years of indifference, Imogen and Simon might finally find someone who understands? Or could there be other obstacles in their way, secrets that threaten to boil over?

Jane Alcott was raised on a farm and is more at home milking cows and birthing foals then she is dancing with London's most eligible bachelors. She had her first season when she was nineteen and was humiliated with her clumsiness and crassness. Now at twenty - three her mother has decided that it is time for her to be married so she sends her to have another season, staying with her brother, the Earl of Ethridge and his wife, Emilia. While Jane doesn't plan on making any connections, little does she know that she's attracted the brooding Daniel Winchester, a man with secrets and a painful past. A man who swore he would never love again.

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

Wild and willful Victoria Colton had only one desire: to go to Africa and travel the world in search of adventure. Disrupting her plans comes an ultimatum from her guardians, weary of Victoria's hoydenish ways. By the end of the London Season, Victoria must find a husband or her inheritance will be withheld. Finding himself in the same boat as Victoria, Gabriel Sinclair must find a wife or the Hawthorne title is passed to incapable relatives. Having spent half their lives detesting each other, they are now suddenly united with one common goal in mind: to remain unwed, even to each other.

One drunken day, Cassandra gets the proposal she can never refuse from the arrogant Philip Strindberg. Thrown into a marriage she never wanted in the first place, Cassandra will struggle on how to maintain her carefree attitude while trying to keep her cool whenever she is around her husband. Pranks, adventure, chores, and secrets will test their transient marriage. In the end, will there be a chance for their transient charade to become permanent?

Could Garrett and Cora overcome their initial wariness and distrust in each other to forge an unlikely partnership? Cora Scott was a young woman with overwhelming responsibility. She thought things in her carefully managed and lonely life couldn't get any worse; until her Aunt Mable informed her of a new arrival to their household. Garrett Reed had no interest in playing games when his mother had asked him to look after his father's dying sister-in-law, making sure that she was receiving the care that she needed. He was suspicious when he discovered the amount of control Cora wielded over his Aunt Mable's home, but as time passed things didn't seem to be as straight forward as Aunt Mable professed them to be.

Sana est persuadée d'une chose : le Duc de Karth est un vieillard borgne, chauve et bas de plafond. Le problème, c'est qu'en rencontrant Liam, elle le découvre non seulement bel homme, mais en plus caractériel de premier ordre ! Et pourquoi donc débarque-t-il dans sa vie, pour l'aider sans y être invité, celui-là !?

Preneuse de son pour la Chaine Paranormale, Elisa Klervi s'efforce de mener une vie discrète. Malheureusement pour elle, trois choses sont contre elle : les vampires qui veulent la croquer, les Gardiens de la Pureté qui veulent la tuer.... Et un inconnu diablement sexy qui a décidé de lui rendre la vie infernale. Autant dire que pour la discrétion, on faisait mieux...