Let the debauchery begin...
Don't Tell a Duke You Love Him
He was too dangerous to be denied…
The Duke of Longley was a rake and should be left well enough alone. At least that is what Lady Lily Ducat's mother continually said. As far as Lily could tell, she was correct. His Grace had a devilish air about him and a brooding silence that no debutante should attempt to tame and certainly not grow an affection for. He was too much man and beyond redemption. Except once they are tossed together after a winter storm, she is dangerously close to declaring her love because in the dark of night, he was all Lily could see.
Meddle in a Marquess's Affairs
Rakes make the worst husbands…
Not that Rex Baluster, the Marquess of Highwater would want her anyway. But when he arrived at Lady Camille Ducat's door shot and near death, she didn't hesitate to help him. She had no reputation to preserve after all. She'd given that up when she ended her engagement to another rake. And though her heart beat wildly every time she looked at Rex, she knew that to involve herself with such a man would only lead to heartache.
Never Trust an Errant Earl
A surly rake and a desperate lady…
Lady Cristina Ducat might not be as clever as her sisters, but she knows when action is required. Her mother seems set on arranging an unwanted marriage for Cristina, but Cristina has plans of her own. She's got the perfect man all picked out. The problem? The Earl of Clearwood, Sirius Renwall, keeps getting in her way. Not only is Si annoying beyond measure with his dark and brooding demeanor, but he makes her heart beat in the most curious and exhilarating way.
Never Kiss an Earl at Midnight
A bluestocking and a rake…
Lady Victoria Ducat has an orderly life filled with academic pursuits and the care of her ailing father. She has no use for a drunken rake like the Earl of Kissinger. Just because he is handsome, charming, and he makes her knees weak doesn't mean she's going to give up her principles. So what if Lord Kissinger looks at her the way no man has before? She'll just ignore the heat in his gaze and the breathless want it brings. She had a plan and she'll stick to it, which is a far sight better than getting her heart broken…isn't it?
Make a Viscount Beg
An unrepentant rogue and a desperate lady…
Lady Adelaide Ducat hated the Viscount of Averstone with a passion that sang in her blood. The man was a wretch, a rake, a rogue, and so annoying that she'd like to… well, she desperately wanted to… she ought to….kiss him until he begged for mercy. Wait. That wasn't right. She's got bigger problems to worry about, like what her scheming mother was planning or how she's going to care for her dying father. She needs a husband to help her not a rogue who would only distract. So why can't she stop thinking about how good his lips would taste?
Can a single kiss change their minds forever?
