The Doors of Riverdell
Isabelle Threlfall has always called Riverdell House home, but home has its complications. There’s her Aunt Elsa angling for commitment, cousin Hester to avoid, and the failure of her long-term relationship to face. Working away seems the best solution but when Elsa’s eldest son dies and her estranged grandchildren, Moth and Nat, arrive at Riverdell, Isabelle is called home to help.
Kit de Lavelle has waited fifteen years for Isabelle to ditch her childhood sweetheart and adore him instead, but he’s about to discover that closing the doors to his own past is harder than expected. As Moth and Isabelle form a close bond trading family secrets and avoiding their own, Elsa finds courage in her memories to face the truth she has hidden from them all. But as the future is decided will Moth and Isabelle still be able to call Riverdell their home?
The Halls of Riverdell
Return to Riverdell for the next thrilling instalment…
Isabelle Threlfall is discovering that responsibility is only the start of her problems. Riverdell is in chaos, Asha and James need her help and Moth has slipped away in the midst. Sorting out the house and estate seem her only option but the empty rooms remind her that Moth is still missing.
Kit’s life has become a micro-managing extreme sport with Isabelle at the end of every list, but every tick closer takes him nearer to choices he’s not ready to face.
As Isabelle and Moth try to prove themselves capable, Beth is denying the painful reality of her married life in her letters home from India. But when the past catches up, will Moth and Isabelle run from reality or face up to it?
Walk the echoing halls of Riverdell as the family navigate the rapids of change.
“Marianne Rosen’s first novel is absolutely captivating. Carried into a world that is both engaging and complex, the reader is carried along through a family saga with characters who they will sometimes barrack for and sometimes against. Fluent and confident, Rosen is an exciting new talent – this may be your first time reading her, it won’t be your last.” – Peter Salmon
“… reminiscent of Mary Wesley’s The Chamomile Lawn in style and tone.” – Simon Whaley