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"Set against the turbulent historical background of the War of 1812, this star-crossed romance pits a grieving English nobleman, James Armstrong, the fourteenth duke of Kinross, who has come to America bent on avenging the death of his elder brother, the thirteenth duke, who was betrayed to American troops and executed. He is in pursuit of the Gilded Lily, a spy-catcher of formidable reputation and great skill. When he finds his prey, he is dismayed to discover that the Lily is no common soldier; she is eighteen-year-old Lily Hawthorn, the beautiful raven-haired daughter of a tavern owner with sapphire eyes and a daring spirit. James kidnaps Lily and her eight-year-old brother and returns with them to England, intending to keep them prisoner until the end of the war. He decides to make her fall in love with him and then break her heart but all romantic hell breaks out when he himself falls in love."

"Sabrina Savage has been raised to be a perfect lady. When her father dies under mysterious circumstances, she is shocked and upset and at his funeral, she meets a stranger, Adam St. Aubyn, Marquess of Stonehurst, who helps her mourn and promises to help her uncover the truth about his untimely death. She can barely admit it to herself, though, how much a man she has never met before can stir her heart and her passions, can make her feel like she has known him all her life, can make her feel as if he is her savior. Then, at the reading of her father s will, she learns that she has been pledged to Adam since childhood and that he had come to collect his unknown bride. Fiercely independent of spirit, Sabrina challenges Adam to release her from their vows if she should find a more suitable match among London s ton. But, in her heart, she cannot resist the powerful seduction of his personality. He guards his secrets as closely as he guards his heart while his gaze pierces her soul. And, unknown to her, he is as deeply stricken with love for Sabrina as she is with love for him."

Blaze Flambeau, daughter of a wealthy duke, craves independence despite numerous suitors. Her father strikes a deal: she can race this season if she allows each gentleman a fair chance at winning her heart.

Wed through an arranged marriage to a tyrannical Scot, Brigette Devereux picked up her pride and left. Her hair was red as a fox, her skin smooth as silk. Her pure complexion belied her fiery heart and her turbulent past. Her quest for freedom flung her straight into the embrace of Lord Iain MacArthur. She was rebellious; he was consuming. He was treacherous and she was no stranger to treachery. She was fair and he was darkness. Together they would set ablaze the time they had between them. Tossed from one tyrant to another, Brigette could not deny his evil ways nor could she deny her passion for him. His sweet-talking lips won her over and he brought his new bride to Dunridge Castle. But was this really a castle or would it be a prison? Before Brigette was willing to find out she fled again. From Scottish countryside, through highlands, across lakes and down-country through England to the shadowy streets of London, Lord Iain MacArthur would chase his prize and Brigette would flee the man who loved her. She was a free spirit and he was driven to capture her heart!

There was a familiar feel in the air. She knew it well, knew exactly by whom that sensation had been provoked. But could it be? Could it really be he? He was the one man who set her soul on fire. He was also the husband that had abandoned her ten years earlier. Her name was Rob MacArthur. At the age of eight she married the fifteen-year-old marquess. Their time together was bliss, a fantasy world where true love and pure hearts were all they knew. He was her champion protector, slayer of all her fears and conqueror over all that could harm her until the day she was exiled from all of Scotland for bearing the devil's flower on her hand, a sure sign of witchery. Now he was back. Had her dreams come true years after she'd given up on dreams? The marquess's real name was Gordon Cambell and looking at her he thought his eyes were betraying him. Could this rapturous, voluptuous woman really be the little girl he had left behind? Could their love ever be restored? Would he finally be able to take her back to the highland home where they belonged? Not as long as those bent on destroying her still remained. And they were everywhere.