BookQW = TINGLE

THE MARSHAL’S BRIDE

(Book 2, Brides Along the Chisholm Trail)

In the untamed Territory, love is a risk—and survival is never guaranteed.

“Not much further now.” Gabe drew lines in the dirt with a twig, looked up at her then dropped the twig in the dirt. Hands clasped and brows drawn together, he cleared his throat. “Abby, I…damn it, woman, how can I make things better between us? I don’t think I can take much more of us not speaking. I miss hearing your endless questions. I miss the sound of you humming a forgotten tune now and again.”

“Give me time, Gabe, please. I need to ponder it over in my head and come to terms with Robert’s death all over again.” She popped the peppermint stick into her mouth then passed the water over to him. Sparks tingled through her when his hand briefly covered hers. “I know you don’t understand. Neither do I frankly. I thought after all these years my broken heart had mended. That I’d come to terms with his death. I don’t know why that part of me opened up again. It’s as if my heart won’t let go. I hope you can understand.”

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BookQW = SHIVER

THE RELUCTANT BRIDE

Book 1, Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

She ran from a killer and into the arms of a man with secrets of his own.

That morning, they’d continued to argue and then came the scream. The horrible sound of a body tumbling down the stairs, and Mr. Griswold standing at the top of the landing with smug indifference on his face. When he turned and saw her, the look in his eyes when they locked on hers was dark, dead and cold as a winter’s frigid night, promising retribution if she said anything. She’d shivered and dashed back up the servant’s staircase, hiding in her room until the other maids began to move about the house. Then a scream rang out from the scullery maid and Rose knew the mistress had been found.

So far there hadn’t been any question as to how Mrs. Griswold came to be at the bottom of the staircase. Mr. Griswold told the doctor and police officers that she’d tripped over a rug at the top of the landing. She hadn’t had a lantern with her so she could see in the hallway. And since Mr. Griswold was a wealthy man, his explanation had gone unchallenged. Even so, Mrs. Griswold’s family threatened to hire an investigator for all the good that would do Mrs. Griswold now.

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