A Summons to Greystone Hall (The Sweet Regency Romance Series #1)

Georgina Marksley is in town for her first season. Lady Marksley has brought her to find a suitable match, but Georgina intends to enjoy the season without a care. After all, she may well decide to marry her fun-loving cousin Edmund. That is, assuming he asks.

On a morning gallop with Edmund down Rotten Row, Georgina nearly bowls over the serious Lord Greystone. Georgina is surprised by his cold reception of Edmund and shocked at his complete snub of herself. Greystone does not even wait to be introduced, before turning his horse and cantering away. Georgina hopes she never encounters the man again.

As much as Georgina would like to avoid the gloomy Lord Greystone, they are thrown together when fever threatens the city. She begins to warm to him, until she discovers that Greystone has been the catalyst of a scandal involving Edmund.

Secrets are revealed and Georgina begins to suspect that neither man is exactly who she thought he was. Then, the mysterious summons to Greystone Hall from the Dowager Countess of Knightsbridge begins arriving on the doorsteps of eligible girls.The summons begins, “My son is in want of a wife” and word around town is that Greystone will propose to one of the guests during the ball on the final evening. Georgina travels to the great estate unsure of her feelings for Greystone, or his for her, and unaware of a scheme afoot that could ruin her.

This is a clean romance, suitable for all ages.
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Read the beginning of A Summons to Greystone Hall:

Georgina drove her mare faster. Edmund was close behind her on his grey stallion, hoof-beats pounding through the crisp, morning air. Hyde Park flew by in a glorious green blur. Her mother would be scandalized to know that her daughter was just now galloping down Rotten Row, rather than sedately trotting the Ladies Mile. Still, Georgina never could resist a good horse race with her cousin.

A tight turn loomed just ahead. Georgina slowed her mare around the bend. After all, she could not win the race if she did not stay on the horse. She smiled at the thought of landing indecorously in the bushes, as she had done more than once before. Around the curve, a man on a black stallion suddenly appeared, cantering straight for her.

Georgina pulled on the reins and turned her horse, missing the oncoming rider by inches. Juno galloped off the path and narrowly avoided the trunk of an old oak tree. She patted her neck and said, “There, girl.” Juno slowed to a trot and Georgina swung her around.

Her cousin Edmund had reined in his horse. Georgina thought he looked unaccountably annoyed. It was not like him to fall into a sulk. Nobody had been hurt – he should be laughing at her ridiculously close call. The man she’d nearly run over looked equally put out. Good Lord, they looked like a couple of old ladies.

Georgina trotted over to the pair. The man was on a sixteen hand stallion. He handled his horse with the experience that could only come from a lifelong habit of riding. He had ash blond hair and striking grey-blue eyes. Georgina thought they were rather like the color of a stormy sea. Particularly stormy at that moment. He would be quite handsome if he weren’t glaring as if someone had challenged him to a duel.

Edmund nodded to the stranger. “Greystone,” he said.

The man called Greystone seemed almost to be set in stone himself. Through tight lips, he said, “Carrington.”

Georgina waited to be introduced to this cheerful person.