The Ever Afters

Eleanor Palmer is relieved when her fiancé cries off the marry another woman but horrified when he suggests the dissolute Marquess of Grenville as a replacement. Eleanor may claim descent from the lusty King Charles II, but this proper English lady has no interest in the pleasures of the flesh. She'd rather read the Classics. Nathaniel St. Clair is infamous for his wicked ways—drinking, gambling, and fornicating—but he's willing to give up all but one of his vices to initiate the lovely Miss Palmer into the joys of lust. Maybe a little dirty Latin poetry will aid his cause.

The Peninsular Wars may have ended more than a year ago, but they're not over for Colonel Jack Prescott. Cursed with perfect recall, Jack can remember the names and see the faces of every man he sent into battle, hear their dying howls of agony, and taste the bitter flavor of their fear. Awake or asleep, he can't escape the twisted, violent images or his remorse for having knowingly condemned too many soldiers to certain death. That is, until he chances upon perhaps the one woman who can accept him without judgment or condemnation.

Lady Jane St. Clair should be happy. After all, she's betrothed to the man she adores. But the Earl of Chester is a notorious rake who has dallied with London's loveliest women, and "Plain Jane" can never hope for his fidelity. Unless she can find another way to compete... Gerard Nash is resigned to a lustless marriage and, for appearances, has given up his mistress. But celibacy is not for him, and in the weeks before his wedding, he frequents London's poshest brothel. There, a masked woman with the body of a goddess brings him exquisite pleasure. There's just one catch.