Warner Books historical romance

Lady Sorcha Macleod is certain that the man her sister Adela loves, the dashing Scottish Knight Templar Sir Hugo Robinson, is the masked rider who kidnaps Adela on her wedding day. When she learns he is not, she sets off to rescue Adela with Hugo in hot pursuit. On the road with the irrepressible Sorcha, Hugo soon discovers a woman of fire and beauty, a woman he longs to touch and taste-but his honor forbids it, because he is bound by his vow to marry Adela. As a cruel mastermind plots to steal the Templars' storied treasure and keep Adela for himself, Sorcha and Hugo will risk everything, even their own destiny, to save her and to protect the Templars' long-held secret.

Misery Lark, the only daughter of the most powerful Vampyre councilman of the Southwest, is an outcast - again. Her days of living in anonymity among the Humans are over: she has been called upon to uphold an historic peacekeeping alliance between the Vampyres and their mortal enemies, the Weres, and sees little choice but to surrender herself in the exchange - again . . . Weres are ruthless and unpredictable, and their Alpha, Lowe Moreland, is no exception. He rules his pack with absolute authority, but not without justice. And, unlike the Vampyre Council, not without feeling. It's clear from the way he tracks Misery's every movement that he doesn't trust her. If only he knew how right he was . . . Because Misery has her own reasons to agree to this marriage of convenience, reasons that have nothing to do with politics or alliances, and everything to do with the only thing she's ever cared about. And she is willing to do whatever it takes to get back what's hers, even if it means a life alone in Were territory . . . alone with the wolf.

Fiddlesticks! I am sure the ladies Letitia and Viola Featherton are wrong when it comes to matchmaking. They insist that it has all to do with love. I, Miss Hannah Chillton, believe one has only to bring a couple together and let nature take its true course. To prove my point, I secretly plan to match the ladies themselves. Lud, what a challenge! They are practically in their dotage. And love certainly does not signify in the match the Featherton sisters are making for me. True, when Lord St. Albans and I first met, he fair took my breath away. But after we accidentally ran him down with our carriage, I became convinced he belongs to that most despicable class of men: rakes. His arrogance is insufferable ... except when he appears so shy and considerate that I almost think St. Albans is two different men. But that cannot be possible. Or can it?

Some brides don't have all the luck. Adela Macleod has been kidnapped, held hostage (Lady's Choice), and on the eve of her wedding, watches her ancient husband, Ardelve, collapse during their wedding feast. Seeking escape from all her would-be comforters in the pitch-blackness of a fog-shrouded night, she meets a stranger with a soothing voice who will not even tell her his name.Sir Robert Logan is a serving knight who has long since left his family. No sooner does Rob meet the sorrowful but determined Lady Adela than he finds himself forced to take up his family duties again. Rob inherits his father's title and estates as the third baron Lestalric. But with rumours flying that the two of them clearly conspired to murder the second baron and his heir, as well as Ardelve, Rob and Adela become partners in the fight against common enemies. And as they work together to discover the truth, Rob and Adela realise that sometimes the best relationships aren't about luck. Sometimes it's about love.