London, 1897

Caught in a web of poverty and injustice, Lily Rafferty takes employment in a dancehall. Though she loathes being viewed as a pretty piece of meat wrapped in silk for the enjoyment of the West End gentlemen out for a bit of slumming, she can't help but feel her luck is about to change.

Rhys Trevan Morgan, Viscount Talfryn is a vampire with a mission. Another supernatural creature prowls the night leaving a trail of blood and gore in its wake that eventually leads him to London's East End and to the Barbary Coast dancehall. He doesn't need the distraction of coming to the aid of a young woman forced to strip and parade herself on stage for the voyeuristic pleasure of the club's wealthy patrons.

Soon, the momentary distraction becomes a craving Rhys can't resist and he wonders if the fair Lily will be the end of his frightful curse or the vehicle of his destruction.

Before her landlord's exorcism banishes the innocent apparition haunting her Salem apartment, Freyja Amador must cast a spell to save her ghost cat. Unfortunately, her spell's success can only be guaranteed through sex magick on Halloween night—two days away.

She needs a man. And she believes she has just met the perfect one.

Shane Logan, however, has troubles of his own. Operating under a centuries-old faerie curse, Shane must find a woman who can fall in love with him within three days--and having sex is not an option or he will turn to dust.

Will they both get what they need before time runs out on Halloween?

Regency romance with a touch of mystery...and a pug.

From the splendors of Georgian Bath to a house party's intimacy, Gwenllian Lloyd and Daniel Wyckliff pursue a traitor and each other.

Bound for England with her mistress, Miss Felicity, daughter of the Governor, indentured servant Jasabel Buchanan certainly hadn’t expected to find herself as part of the ‘spoils of war’ in a bid for revenge against the Governor. When the pirates board their ship and seize Miss Felicity for ransom, though, they decide to take her, as well. As grateful as she was that the pirate captain, Neil Devlin, refused to allow his men a ‘taste’ of their female captives, however, she had no ambition to become the captain’s woman, either. She had no desire to be ravished at all … and yet she couldn’t deny that there was something about the devilishly handsome Captain Devlin that drew her as no other man had. It disturbed her immensely to find herself almost hoping he would ravish her.