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Amidst the frost-kissed beauty of Regency England's winter, a tale of rekindled hope and unexpected passion unfolds in Farewell, My Rogue. Miss Beatrice Sinclair, a quiet wallflower harboring a burning desire for revenge, finds herself entangled with the charming and elusive Earl of Lorne, Matthew Everhart. Scarred by a past betrayal, Beatrice is determined to see Matthew pay for his misdeeds in the most unconventional way.

Amidst the enchanting snowfall and twinkling candlelight of Regency England's holiday season, a tale of redemption and reawakened hearts unfolds in Au Revoir, My Duke. Lady Charlotte Ashbourne stands on the precipice of ruin, her family's fortune ruthlessly stolen by the enigmatic and brooding Duke of Ravenscroft, Grant Tilbury. Driven by desperation, Charlotte is determined to reclaim her family's honor and fortune from the man who ruined them.

In the enchanting embrace of an English spring, the destiny of Lady Hollyfield, Selina Whitcombe, takes a fateful twist as her husband's life ends in tragedy, shrouded in suspicion. Grief becomes Selina's relentless companion, and a deep-seated conviction takes root – the dashing Viscount Blackwood is the architect of her husband's demise. Thus begins her unyielding quest for retribution. Viscount Blackwood, James Barton, renowned for his charismatic allure and enigmatic history, finds himself both captivated and challenged by Selina's unwavering pursuit.

A kiss in the gardens. A ruined reputation. A wager without a winner. Having been caught kissing an earl's heir in the gardens during a ball, Lady Lucy has been relegated to the company of potted palms and wallflowers at London entertainments. The incident might have happened three years ago, but time hasn't lessened the stain on her reputation. Despite behaving as a perfect young lady ever since, she is rarely asked to dance nor has anyone courted her. She's beginning to think she will end up a spinster.

Lilah Stevens first season was the worst a lady could ever have. She hadn’t been a mere wallflower, she’d been the Wallflower. The one that had ended up with her name on everyone lips and a ruined reputation. Before that fateful day no one had ever noticed her. Afterwards, she couldn’t show her face in society without the whispers being uttered at her mere presence. It had been enough to make anyone run and hide, but she refused to allow him that satisfaction. She would make that infernal viscount rue the day they had ever crossed paths, even if it made her reputation terminally unrepairable.