Colin is not who he claims to be... His position as the blacksmith of Clan Chattan is simply a cover, a means to an end. He was sent with one mission; find Jacobite loyalists and eliminate their threat. But that's not what keeps him up at night, or what burns hotter than his forge. The most dangerous threat is one of his own making; falling in love. Arywnn knows someone is watching her... In her dreams he's handsome, braw, and willing to take her away from her reclusive mother and tyrant laird father. But her daydreams are a frivolity she cannot afford, not while a spy lurks within their clan. Worse yet, her father has promised her hand to whomever discovers the blackguard. A midnight meeting... A whispered kiss... And a rogue English knight all change the course of destiny in a way neither could have ever imagined. Colin must play a dangerous game, but the prize is worth the risk; Arywnn's heart.

What the duke wants.... Is not three young ladies for wards. Nor is the responsibility for finding them a governess. Thankfully that is delegated to his housekeeper, who he might add is blind as a bat. That really could be the only excuse she has for hiring Carlotta. Because Carlotta is far too beautiful to be a governess. Temptress, yes. Unable to restrain himself-because restraint is not one of his virtues, his reputation is testament of that fact-he finds the young governess far more spirited, opinionated and tempting than he is able to resist. And of course, because he's an idiot. He falls in love. Never questioning whether she'd be a willing participant. Of course life isn't that easy, not even when you're a bloody duke. And after one meddling Lady Southridge, Leads to two fiascos, Three wards decide to take matters into their own hands. Because what the duke wants...is simply to fall in love (preferably with the young woman in mind, falling in love too.)

Lady Grace Hashiver has perfected the art of hiding behind a sarcastic wit when it comes to dealing with the rakish Ewan Emmett Duke of Greys, her childhood tormentor. It's her only weapon, for if she let her guard down even for a moment; surely he'd know just how much she loved him. A love she knew could never happen. Ewan Emmett, Duke of Greys is perfectly thrilled to torment Grace at every opportunity, until an old acquaintance begins an honest suit for Grace's hand. When Ewan begins to feel the pangs of jealousy causing him to question his reasons for his constant teasing of Grace, he discovers a depth of emotion he didn't know he harbored towards the golden haired beauty. Suddenly he is not longer the tease, but on the receiving end of the torment as he wonders if he's to late to fight for her love. Sometimes, all love needs is a little healthy competition. Wouldn't you agree?