Silver Dukes

Gawain Burton, the Duke of Bromleigh, is a Silver Duke, and everyone in the ton knows these exceptionally handsome forty-something men with some gray salted in their hair have no intention of ever marrying. However, carrying on the Bromleigh title is important, and Gawain is determined to find a proper wife for his nephew and heir. Lady Cherish Northam is intelligent, soft-spoken, has a lovely sense of humor, and is beautiful. The only problem is that she is shy, and Gawain must help her overcome that shyness and put herself forward so that his nephew notices her. Gawain certainly has noticed her . . . and, dear heaven, she seems to be noticing him. Will his heart allow him to give up Cherish? Lady Cherish Northam's life has taken a turn for the worse after the death of her parents. Her uncle, the new Earl of Northam, is a toad who means to keep her on as unpaid help. So when her friend and neighbor, Lady Shoreham, invites her to her house party, Cherish leaps at the chance. She needs to marry to claim the trust fund inheritance her father left in the control of her uncle, but what seems a simple decision becomes quite complicated when she falls in love with Gawain. He is a Silver Duke and everyone knows these gorgeous-as-sin dukes do not marry. Can she harden her heart and marry his nephew? She doesn't think so. Can she possibly win Gawain's heart?

Connor Fieldstone, the Duke of Lynton, renowned as a Silver Duke, has no intention of ever marrying again. One failed marriage is enough for him, but he readily admits his heathen children need to be brought under control, especially now that his dowager mother has invited a horde of eager debutantes, young diamonds of Society, to a house party at his Devon estate for the purpose of finding him a perfect match. He merely wants a governess to mind his children. Unfortunately, his children have scared off the fourth one in as many months just as this party is about to start. What is he to do but turn to his bookish neighbor, Lady Eden Darrow, for help? Eden has adored Connor ever since she was a child and he rescued her from a tumble into his fishpond. Now, the handsome widower is a Silver Duke, one of those sinfully gorgeous, forty-ish bachelors with a dash of silver in their hair. When Connor pleads with her to help him out with his children in exchange for helping her find a suitable match, she accepts. What she does not expect is to suddenly become the belle of the party, drawing the avid attention of several potential suitors . . . and is it possible Connor is one of them? Will he be the one to give her a first kiss? She wants it to be a moonlight kiss. Is he willing to give her moonlight and more?

A runaway bride. A duke with a sinful reputation. Can she trust his offer of love and protection? Malcolm MacRae, Duke of Camborne, is one of the ton's most sought-after bachelors. But when his latest scandal is too much even for him, he decides to return home to Scotland to contemplate his rakehell ways. However, a broken coach wheel strands him in the seacoast village of Arbroth, where he secures accommodations at an inn for the next two nights. What he does not expect is to find the loveliest lady he has ever set eyes upon fast asleep in his bed. Is it a sign? Is he ready to reform his rakish ways? And when Lady Jocelyn MacRaine can only be saved by finding herself a husband, will he step up and offer her marriage? Lady Jocelyn had no idea being a runaway bride could be so difficult. She is now short of funds, cold, hungry, and stranded in Arbroth-quite a fall for an earl's coddled daughter. When she overhears two maids at the inn discussing one of their guests and learns he is not expected to return for the night, she convinces the innkeeper's naïve son that she is the guest's wife. She falls asleep in the comfort of his bed, intending to leave before he returns-and is then rudely awakened when the impossibly handsome man returns early. What is she to do now?

Jonas Langford, Duke of Ramsdale, knows he is a beast and no one can possibly love him. He was the ton's most eligible and desired bachelor before the Napoleonic War left him horribly scarred and had him retreating to live out his life in solitude. That is, until one Miss Ailis Temple, the beautiful spinster he thinks of as Miss Temple of Virtue, tumbles off her horse in front of his home. What else is a duke to do with a snowstorm approaching but take her in and tend to her wounds? She came to him seeking charity contributions for the local vicarage, however he strikes a bargain. She is to give him ten kisses, a hundred pounds a kiss, he says, never believing she will accept. But she does, and Jonas realizes his life may never be the same again. Ten kisses, this is the bargain Ailis Temple strikes with the dangerously daunting Duke of Ramsdale in exchange for his charity donation. Dear heaven, what has she done? The duke is big and muscled, built like a warrior, and never smiles. But he has the sinful look of a man who knows how to kiss, and she, having never been kissed, is not about to pass up the opportunity. However, neither of them expected her to fall off her horse and be injured in front of his home, nor did they plan on the impending snowstorm to trap her with him for days. Will their ten kisses lead to her ruin? Or open their hearts to love?