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Clean-cut London businessman Dale Calverley doesn’t do relationships. Rugged French handyman Valentin Aubrey doesn’t do city men. When Dale hires Valentin to help him fix up his inherited farmhouse estate in rural France and sell to the highest bidder, sparks fly. Complete opposites, can they really expect their insta-lust to last beyond the storm that forces them together? But how can Dale walk away from a man so alluringly rogue as Valentin Aubrey? And how can Valentin expect a man so money-orientated to throw away his career and stay in the wilderness with him?

To survive as a scullery maid requires hard work, discipline, and a stiff upper lip. To survive as a demon hunter is something else entirely. Elizabeth Smyth learned this after she was captured by demons and rescued by hunters. Now a hunter herself, Elizabeth's first task in this new and strange world is to aid the recently wounded Reece Foxjohn, and get him back into demon-slaying shape.

"They’ve put Kaz on trial for the murders!” cried Aziz. “They’re going to execute her as the killer!” Tori shook her head in an attempt to wake more fully. “What? No. That’s a mistake. Kaz wouldn’t harm an insect. There’s no way a court could find her guilty.” “The krakun legal system doesn’t give a damn about geroo. They find everyone guilty!”

All I want for Christmas is a sexy silver fox, and Cuffd Kinkmas events are the perfect places to find temporary Daddies for steamy hookups. I don’t expect to get swept off my feet. I don’t expect to want more of Magnus.

As sister of a duke, I lead a charmed life. Playing piano in the salons of the political elite helps me pass the days. My family expects me to get married, and soon, but I have plans to do something great with my life...I just don't know what.

Ken was always the bad boy. The joker, spendthrift, gambler. When we first met, I couldn't get enough of him. In the end, I let him down as gently as I could, but I'm sure he never forgave me. Now, it's two years later. The "reliable" husband I turned to, turned out to be bad news. I came back home to lick my wounds and care for my ill father.

My best friend may be the Cinderella type, but I’m not. While she swans around English castles, I work overtime. I took a weekend off to be her maid of honor as she married Alex, Duke of Fernborough, and planned to hot-foot it home again in time to punch the clock Monday morning. Fairy tale endings are for other girls.

Two weeks touring art galleries in London—that's what my Uncle Stig promised. It was going to be a nice quiet trip with my favorite relative, who also happens to be the US Ambassador to England. The only problem? It's a little too quiet. I crave something more than four o'clock tea and crumpets.