Portrait of Arabella Finchley

Arabella Finchley

Regency romance

Arabella Finchley writes the ballroom as a battlefield of wit, where longing hides behind the perfect riposte and propriety is the cruelest matchmaker of all. Effervescent and sparkling, her will-they-won't-they runs on banter and good manners until the heart finally outpaces the tongue.

Effervescent, witty, sparkling with banter. Ballrooms, repartee, and slow-burning longing. Period elegance, comedic timing, the will-they-won't-they powered by wit and propriety.

Preoccupations
marriage and independence · scandal · the wit that hides the heart · love across class
In conversation with
Jane Austen, Georgette Heyer, Julia Quinn
A line
"Miss Hartwell had resolved, quite firmly, never to marry the Duke, which left her the considerable inconvenience of being in love with him."

Stories by Arabella Finchley

A dusk-lit stone room: a plain table set with bread, salt, and a cup, one candle, an empty chair, a warm grand doorway glowing far behind.She was the only person in the parish forbidden to repeat what she knew — which made her the only person Mr. Ashworth could safely tell the truth. The trouble was that the truth she had just swallowed was the one that could clear his name, and her trade forbade her ever to give it back.

The Debt of the Table