Colin Bridgerton promised to marry {y/n} when he was thirteen. Unfortunately for her suitors, he has recently decided a gentleman ought to keep his promises.
Anthony Bridgerton’s most sacred duty is to find {y/n} a husband. However, finding one better suited to the position than himself is proving rather inconvenient. He has a list. {Y/n}’s husband must be: Kind? Yes. Intelligent? Certainly. Financially responsible? Naturally. Protective without being overbearing. Devoted to his family. Capable of managing a viscountcy. Strong enough to challenge her without attempting to control her. Must understand her humor. Must appreciate her independence. Must enjoy her terrible attempts at embroidery. Must be quick witted enough to entertain her. Must cherish her. Must respect her. Must—
Anthony Bridgerton has spent his entire life avoiding love, marriage, and everything that might leave him vulnerable. So when he becomes the highest bidder for the first night of a beautiful, penniless French girl sold to a London brothel, he expects nothing more than another transaction. Instead, Anthony takes {y/n} as his mistress—and discovers that keeping a woman is considerably easier than keeping his heart.
Colin Bridgerton was already tired of {y/n} before the season even began. London had been talking about her for weeks. The wealthy little traveler. He had expected someone peculiar. He had not expected her.
Benedict Bridgerton knows great art when he sees it. He can feel it, smell it, practically taste it. He misses no detail too small when analyzing a painting. He is, however, considerably less talented at knowing when a woman would like to strangle him.
Anthony Bridgerton cannot stand {y/n} Devlin. Unfortunately for his sanity, she has returned to London for the season with every intention of vexing him into an early grave.
Anthony Bridgerton agrees to do his oldest friend one simple favor: keep an eye on his little sister. Falling desperately in love with {y/n} was not part of the bloody arrangement.
Colin Bridgerton returns to England expecting to attend a wedding and then get on his god damned ship. Instead, he pulls a {y/n} from the sea and discovers a sailor who would rather drown than be called a lady ever again.
Bucky Barnes spent seventy years mourning his wife. He survived HYDRA. He survived Thanos. But there’s one thing he knows for certain: he won’t survive losing {y/n} again.
There are some lines even Beckett Hayes knows better than to cross. She’s always been one of them. Until Senior Year. The bet was simple: get the coach’s virgin daughter into bed before Homecoming. Beckett Hayes played to win. He didn’t know he was playing for love too.
Anthony Bridgerton has never met a woman he couldn’t charm. Betting that he can marry {y/n} in ten days is simple mathematics. He is wealthy, titled, handsome, and one of London’s most eligible bachelors. What woman wouldn’t want him?
Everyone knows the Beast of Aubrey Hall does not take visitors. He does not attend balls. He does not court. And he certainly does not love. But Anthony Bridgerton needs an heir, {y/n}’s family needs saving, and an arranged marriage solves both problems rather neatly. She is supposed to give the cruel, scarred viscount a child—not wander his home, uncover his secrets, or make him hunger for something far more dangerous than an heir.
Peter Parker has exactly three rules where Tony Stark’s daughter is concerned: keep her safe, keep his distance, and keep his hands to himself. Unfortunately for Peter, his hands haven’t gotten the memo. ⚠️ BRAND NEW DAY SPOILERS ⚠️
Anthony Bridgerton can endure an infuriating woman or an anonymous courtship, but he cannot endure both. Discovering that the vexing {y/n} and his penpal are one and the same may finally break him.
Paul Lahote always wondered what he’d hear when he finally met his imprint. “That’s it, baby, you’re taking me so fuckin’ well” wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.
Peter Parker cannot believe he has somehow gotten within three inches of kissing the same woman in two separate timelines and still hasn’t managed to close the fucking distance. ⚠️ BRAND NEW DAY SPOILERS ⚠️
A fake ID. A one-night stand. A devastatingly hot stranger she never expects to see again. Then morning comes, the moving truck pulls in next door, and {y/n} discovers three things about Adrian Mercer he neglected to mention: a wife, two kids, and a new address thirty feet from hers.
Wesley Foster is exactly {y/n}’s type: smart, sarcastic, and buried under an oversized hoodie. Finding out the nerd can fight is just a very fucking attractive bonus.
Anthony Bridgerton has never been a man looking for love. But when the enigmatic opera singer he’s spent the last three months with shows up to Lady Danbury’s first ball of the season as the Lady Montclair, daughter of the Duke, he is confused, angry, and altogether sure that he will have to marry her. It will be his only duty. But Gemma? She’s not the kind of debutante a viscount is expected to marry.
Santiago Reyes has decided—thanks to a little weed, a lot of yearning, and one catastrophically inspiring viewing of A Goofy Movie—that {y/n} is gonna be his girl before senior year ends. And if Max Goof could hijack a school assembly for Roxanne, Santi sure as fuck can hijack one for {y/n}.