The Marquis of Aldridge
The Marquis of Aldridge is the eldest son of the Duke and Duchess of Haverford. Formerly a rake, he continues to use his reputation to hold matchmakers at bay
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Excerpt: 1812, December, A Kiss For Charity by Sherry Ewing (Part 3 of the flirtation scene)
“It is not that Adrian disapproves of the man so much as he does not approve of the lengths I have gone to attempt to explain the situation to Nicholas. My brother feels that if the gentleman will not take the time to listen to my explanation, then he does Read more…
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Excerpt: 1812, December, A Kiss For Charity by Sherry Ewing (Part 2 of the flirtation scene)
Grace watched the marquis in mild fascination, having never been on the receiving end of such a seduction, for lack of a better word. He seemed to be waiting for her response, but Grace could not find a reply. “The next step in this particular dance, Lady de Courtenay, is Read more…
The Marquis of Aldridge
Excerpt: 1812, December, A Kiss For Charity by Sherry Ewing (Part 1 of the flirtation scene)
Grace sat at the dining room table across from her sister who was glaring at her with furious eyes. If the table were any narrower, Grace was positive that her shins would be bruised from Miranda kicking them to show her displeasure. It was hardly her fault that Grace was Read more…
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Extract: 1812, July, A Kiss For Charity: A de Courtenay Novella (Book One) by Sherry Ewing
Moriah linked arms with Grace, ushering her down the stairs. Upon seeing their fast descent, the butler quickened his stride to open the door. They practically ran toward Moriah’s carriage as the footman offered his hand to assist them. “What I have planned for us tonight is not something that Read more…
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Extract: 1812, December, A Suitable Husband
Before the day was over, the sons of the duchess had also arrived. Lord Aldridge had been expected, but Lord Jonathan Grenford was thought to be somewhere in Russia. His mama was delighted, of course, but if Lord Jonathan had not cheerfully pronounced himself willing to sleep on a trundle Read more…
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Extract: 1812, December, Unkept Promises
All up and down the hall, doors closed, except one, which opened still further. Hannah let out a sigh of relief as she recognised the elegant individual who stepped into the hall, though she doubted he would know her from a bar of soap. He was Lord Chirbury’s cousin, and Read more…
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Extract: 1812, October, Miss Winston’s Honour
“You are safe now,” Lord Aldridge assured her. Miss Winston turned glowing eyes Ralph’s way. “Thanks to Mr Stephenson.” She shot a quick glance at Lord Aldridge before allowing her eyes to be drawn back to Ralph. “My lord, did you say Mr Stephenson broke Lord Hitherton’s nose?” She was Read more…
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Extract: 1812, June, Paradise Lost
Eleanor had withdrawn to her private sitting room, driven there by His Grace’s shouting. Her son, the Marquis of Aldridge, was as angry as she had ever seen him, his face white and rigid and his eyes blazing, but he kept his voice low; had even warned the duke about Read more…
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Excerpt: 1812, June, To Wed a Proper Lady
Aldridge was approaching, his long-limbed prowl deceptively fast. “Excellent shooting, Winderfield. I apologise for my principal. I knew the man was an ass. I did not realise he was also a coward.” Drew inclined his head just enough to not be openly insulting. “I told him to stand still,” he Read more…