“No eligible bachelor wants to marry a bluestocking…especially not those frightful Chadwick girls.” – Lady Jersey, Almacks Patroness. Amelia’s writing was often prone to getting her into trouble. Hence why she eventually took on a penname. But it seems, once again, her unthinking need to spill out everything onto paper will land her in hot water. After her sisters persuade her the only way to get over her love for Lord Nicholas Wentworth is to write about him, Amelia devotes hours and hours of ink to the subject. However, she never expects for Nicholas to end up in possession of this information. How could she admit her affection for him when she knows full well he is still in love with her now married sister? To save herself embarrassment—and more importantly to keep her penname hidden—Amelia must find a way to intercept these letters, and if she cannot, she must persuade Nicholas it was all some awful jest and that she is certainly not A. Hardwick—purveyor of stories so scandalous that it would mean utter ruination for all the Chadwick girls should the truth come out.
"One of them might now be a viscountess but it does not clear the taint of scandal from those frightful Chadwick girls. Why we must deign to entertain them, I will never know!" Lady Bromsley, Countess of Marlbury. A new duke moving into their sleepy village doesn’t interest Julia, especially when she hears all about his scandalous behavior in London. Rumors of gambling debts, illicit liaisons, and pub brawls surround the far-too-handsome Duke of Weston. The far-too-handsome duke who happens to want to build a mill on her favorite nature spot, meaning Julia’s beloved otters will be homeless. No matter what she says, the stubborn man will not back down, but this bluestocking will not give up easily. With the help of her sisters, she must find a way to persuade him to make money another way. If only the far-too-handsome duke did not seem to enjoy riling her so much. If only he would not insist on getting under her skin and pretending to be interested in her. All this talk of liking redheads and freckles will not make her forget those animals in need. Will it? Julia and the Duke is a Regency novella with some steamy content. It can be read as a standalone.
"I never considered freckles and red hair to be an enticement but with those connections, the remaining Chadwick sisters have become quite the prospect for the bachelor about town. I flatter myself with the knowledge, however, that they will never be truly accepted by the ton. Not with such displeasing and unladylike temperaments." - Lady Hampton, Duchess of Bromley. With a duke and a viscount for brothers-in-law, Emma has found herself subject to increasing attention from the many eligible men of the ton. A new experience for this redheaded, freckled bluestocking, who would rather be doing something else—anything else—than dancing with men who are only interested in her connections. Marriage is not for her. At least it was not. Until a certain Lord Radcliff—and a true rake—decided to accidentally ruin her. Well, perhaps neither of them quite envisioned ending up twined in such a mess that the only way to save her reputation—and that of her younger sister—was to marry the man. The Earl of Radcliff is a practical stranger to her but she is prepared to make the best of her situation. After all, she is nothing if not a quick learner. Perhaps she can learn to be a successful wife and countess. Unfortunately, the earl is hiding a few secrets. She’s not sure what they are but one of those secrets is causing a strong hatred of the country, and that just will not do. Emma hates London and is prepared to do anything to remain in the country with her family and friends. Somehow, while dealing with all the new adventures and, um, desires a marriage can bring, she must persuade her new husband that the country life is for them.
"For some reason, these gentlemen have a taste for freckled redheads but that last unmarried Chadwick girl will stay unmarried, mark my words. She is simply the worst of them all." - Viscountess Charlecote. All Catherine wants to do is look at the stars. Unfortunately, her Mama has better ideas. Being the last unmarried Chadwick sister means countless new bonnets, dresses, and meetings with eligible gentlemen. Most young debutantes would relish such opportunities but not Catherine—marriage might suit her sisters but not her. The arrival of the new and young-enough-to-be-eligible Marquis of Thornefield does not help matters. The matriarch of the Chadwick family is determined it is fate and he will surely fall for Catherine just like every other titled gentleman has for her sisters. Thankfully he does not seem interested in her at all. After all, who wants to be married to such a stern, disapproving man? She has better things to think about. Like his strong arms, and his way with horses and his… No. Catherine is not interested in him one jot, and her mother—and apparently her sisters too—will certainly not change that.
Love is worth breaking rank for… England’s clumsiest lady? Lady T debuts in awkward style. – The London Examiner, Wednesday 23rd August, 1811. After years of dreaming of her debut, Lilith finally entered into Society. However, Society was not ready for Lady Lilith. After stepping on too many toes, spilling wine on too many bosoms, and insulting everyone who was anyone, Lilith is ready to retire from Society altogether. Her sister-in-law Catherine has other ideas. With a grand ball coming up, Catherine and her once-famed bluestocking sisters intend to ensure Lilith has another chance to find that elusive handsome gentleman who will sweep her off her feet. But dreams of ballrooms and gentlemen in cravats have lost their appeal for Lilith, particularly after spending time with Harry, the stable-hand, with his rough charm and hard-working ways. How could she possibly look forward to spinning around ballrooms when she could curl up against his strong chest amongst the hay bales? Lilith is beginning to wonder if she does not want a simpler life—one away from Society and all its judgement. Unfortunately, a relationship between a stable-hand and a lady could never be that simple…could it?
Miss Lavinia Chadwick--the only non-bluestocking in her family--is destined to marry well. At least according to her mother. She will definitely not marry a Scotsman. According to her mother at any rate. With the season around the corner, Mama is determined that Lavinia shall finally find her duke. Or an earl. Even a viscount would do. But, first, Lavinia must do her duty and help entertain a famous author visiting their sleepy village. With the help of her sisters, she’s been tasked with ensuring his stay goes perfectly. Unfortunately, her sisters are more of a hindrance than a help. So is her attraction to the braw laird who has come specially to see his favorite author. However, her sisters are certain that this rough Scot is good for her and set about ensuring their clandestine budding relationship thrives. Of course, with sisters like her, she could just as easily end up ruined and disappointing her whole family. Can Lavinia find the courage to fight for what she really wants and survive her sisters’ meddling?
As Mama says, every time a lord comes to Herefordshire, he weds one of our girls! Now includes the prequel Lavinia and the Laird Lavinia and the Laird Miss Lavinia Chadwick--the only non-bluestocking in her family--is destined to marry well. At least according to her mother. She will definitely not marry a Scotsman. According to her mother. With the season around the corner, Mama is determined that Lavinia shall finally find her duke. Or her earl. Even a viscount would do. But Lavinia's heart strays far from duty when a braw Scotsman comes to their sleepy village. Amelia and the Viscount Amelia's writing was often prone to getting her into trouble. Hence why she eventually took on a pen name. But it seems, once again, her unthinking need to spill out everything onto paper will land her in hot water. After her sisters persuade her the only way to get over her love for Lord Nicholas Wentworth is to write about him, Amelia devotes hours and hours of ink to the subject. However, she never expects for Nicholas to end up in possession of this information. How could she admit her affection for him when she knows full well he is still in love with her now married sister? To save herself embarrassment - and, more importantly, to keep her pen name hidden - Amelia must find a way to intercept these letters. Julia and the Duke A new duke moving into their sleepy village doesn’t interest Julia, especially when she hears all about his scandalous behavior in London. The far-too-handsome duke also happens to want to build a mill on her favorite nature spot, meaning Julia’s beloved otters will be homeless. With the help of her sisters, she must find a way to persuade him to make money another way. If only the far-too-handsome duke did not seem to enjoy riling her so much. If only he would not insist on getting under her skin and pretending to be interested in her. All this talk of liking redheads and freckles will not make her forget those animals in need. Will it? Emma and the Earl With a duke and a viscount for brothers-in-law, Emma has found herself subject to increasing attention from the many eligible men of the ton. A new experience for this redheaded, freckled bluestocking, who would rather be doing something else—anything else—than dancing with men who are only interested in her connections. Marriage is not for her. At least it was not. Until a certain Lord Radcliff—and a true rake—decided to accidentally ruin her. Well, perhaps neither of them quite envisioned ending up twined in such a mess that the only way to save her reputation—and that of her younger sister—was to marry the man. Catherine and the Marquis All Catherine wants to do is look at the stars. Unfortunately, her Mama has better ideas. Being the last unmarried Chadwick sister means countless new bonnets, dresses, and meetings with eligible gentlemen. Most young debutantes would relish such opportunities but not Catherine—marriage might suit her sisters but not her. The arrival of the new and young-enough-to-be-eligible Marquis of Thornefield does not help matters. The matriarch of the Chadwick family is determined it is fate and he will surely fall for Catherine just like every other titled gentleman has for her sisters. Thankfully he does not seem interested in her at all. After all, who wants to be married to such a stern, disapproving man? She has better things to think about. Like his strong arms, and his way with horses and his… No. Catherine is not interested in him one jot, and her mother—and apparently her sisters too—will certainly not change that.