Miss Olivia Symon knows the heavily indebted Duke of Clarence is more interested in her 40,000 pound a year inheritance than her, but her mother is positively bug-eyed over the prospect of the match. Instead, Olivia is taken with Rhys Warrick, the handsome soldier who delivers His Grace’s stilted letters. Especially when he wakens Olivia to pleasure without risking her maidenhead.

Rhys plans the seduction of Olivia like the cavalry officer he was, focused on taking the hill he’s been assigned. He didn’t count on her sweetness melting his steely resolve. When Olivia’s saddle is sabotaged, Rhys is convinced that someone else wants to thwart the duke’s match in a more dangerous and permanent way. He becomes Olivia’s defender against all threats, though his heart is in more jeopardy than if he were charging enemy artillery.

Brandr the Far-Traveled is revered by his fellow vikings: his bed skills are the stuff of steamy legend, his sword sings of death on the field of battle, and he can call up fire from thin air. Enslaved through trickery, he's determined to woo his new owner into freeing him. Too bad her heart's as icy as the frozen North. Katla is sworn to avenge her husband's death at the hands of Brandr's father. But she didn't count on Brandr's dangerous masculinity or the way he awakens her long forgotten desires. Can Brandr seduce his way free, or will love make slaves of them both?

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Jacob Preston has three requirements for a woman desiring access to his bed: She must be enthusiastic in affairs of passion, jaded in matters of the heart, and - to ensure the first two qualifications - she must be married. Lady Julianne Cambourne's unmarried status should render her firmly off limits. Instead, it proves a temptation, especially when she comes to him in desperation, looking for the kind of answers only he can give. For, beyond his rakish reputation, Jacob is known for the mysterious power of detection he commands through his sense of touch. And Julianne, surrounded by secrets that threaten to ensnare her in a deadly trap, will do whatever it takes to recruit his skills...using every form of persuasion at her disposal...

Even with her gift of the Sight, never had Elspeth Stewart imagined her wedding would be interrupted by a darkhaired stranger charging in on a black stallion, scooping her into his arms, and carrying her off across the wild Scottish highlands. With two clans against them burning for battle, they must find a way to join together–body, breath, and soul. Or both will be made to pay for the Sins of the Highlander.

Lady Viola Preston can pick a lock in under a minute and lift a man’s wrist studs without him being any the wiser. But she’s careful to wear gloves. When Viola touches a gemstone with her bare skin, it “speaks” to her, and she doesn't always want to know what it has to say.

Lieutenant Greydon Quinn is determined to retrieve the Amjerat state treasure—a rare red diamond. To steal the stone back, Quinn needs the help of an accomplished thief. But he never expected “the Mayfair Jewel Thief” to be a woman who sets his blood boiling hotter than a Bombay summer.

Which is the biggest theft—a jewel, a kingdom, or a man’s heart?