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Whitney Smith always knew her aunt and uncle didn’t love her. It’s no surprise when she learns they sold her to Sheldon Walker to pay off their gambling debts. Adventure tells her to answer an ad from a sheriff in Montana looking for a wife in time for Christmas. Desperation tells her to steal the mans’ address and flee—taking her pet chicken, Daisy along for the ride—on the next train, not caring that he’s not exactly expecting her.

Sheriff Clayton McClain doesn’t wish to spend another holiday alone. Although no one has responded to his ad just yet, he’s hopeful someone will soon. What he doesn’t expect is for one of those ladies to show up—and with a pet chicken no less—knocking on his door. Instinct says she’s on the run, and he can’t help but want her to stay.

Along with her new life starting in Montana, Whitney distracts herself with their wedding and preparing for their first Christmas together. She’s forgotten all about the deal her family made. When a storm rolls in, trapping Whitney and Clayton in his mountain cabin, she believes it’s a blessing. Snow and ice are no match for Sheldon Walker, however, who has come looking for her. And has found her.

Can Clayton protect Whitney from the man threatening to take her away or will Sheldon take back the woman he paid for?


Francine Mulder’s life in 1878 has experienced a series of ups and downs—all because she allowed one of the benefactors of the Albany Elite Academy for Girls to raise a hope that she can attract a man willing to marry a spinster math and science teacher. She received a letter in effeminate handwriting. Was the letter from him, or did a woman write on his behalf? After taking the chance that she might like the physical science instructor better once she learns more about him―assuming he chooses to personally respond―she takes the chance and answers. She even travels to Denver and attaches herself to an all-female scientific expedition so she will have more to write about that he might find interesting. All summer she waits in vain for a reply. Just before the autumn term starts, she receives a letter but not from the same man.

Jason Sewell, a full professor of science and astronomy at the University of Iowa, is a widower with no interest in the young female students who often flock around him. He has no intention to marry again. Then, he takes a trip to Rawlins, Wyoming to view a total solar eclipse. During the weeks of hunting and exploring that follows, his friend—from whom his mother extracted a promise that a letter from a girls’ academy teacher would be answered before the end of the summer—hands him the letter. As a wedding gift for his friend, he promises to respond. Months later, wondering if Francine will fill the void in his life, he invites her to spend her Christmas break in Iowa City.

Before Francine can travel to Iowa to meet Jason in person, she must keep a promise. Serving a figgy pudding made using a centuries-old recipe to the girls who cannot return to their homes for the Christmas holiday has become a school tradition. Can she win Jason’s heart by serving him the same Christmas dessert?


When sixteen-year-old Aubergine’s parents uproot her from the posh NYC life to live off-grid in a tiny home, she reaches out to the only person available for friendship—the boy-next-door.

Aubergine White, a talented ballerina and a self-professed mean girl, who enjoys all the advantages of being a gorgeous, rich girl at her elite New York City private school, seems to have it all, until her parents get fed up with the hustle of city life and whisk her a thousand miles away to homestead off-grid in Montana.

Soon after arriving in her exile from upscale fashion boutiques and classical theatre, Abs learns she needs a career-ending ankle surgery which leaves her completely devastated. She receives no empathy or guidance from her parents as her father is preoccupied with the on-going care of her mother’s mental health.

Aubergine’s life changes for the better when she befriends the neighbor, Fulton. Fulton was the biggest dork at her old school, but now that she is forced to spend time with him, she finds him to be kind, patient and most importantly, he shows her the compassion she had been missing. Just when she starts to trust him, a new wound is opened when Fulton finds a way to move back to New York. She becomes determined to get a one-way ticket back to the city and she is holding on to the hope that her old life—and her former boy next door—will be waiting for her when she gets there.

A clean and wholesome, coming-of-age story about close proximity enemies who become allies and then, maybe more . . .


Love is ageless… Especially at Christmastime in Cardinal Point.
Donna Calfee’s had a couple of lonely years since her husband died—God rest his soul. With her son far from Cardinal Point and the family furniture store becoming less fun and less profitable, she wonders if it’s time to sell out and move on. She always wanted to travel and play with her grandchildren, but the first isn’t fun to do alone, and no babies are on the way. Wesley Lawrence has made millions as the well-known Recliner King of Texas. With a chain of furniture stores across the state, he gets his kicks taking over independent businesses and absorbing them into his empire. With his fourth wife’s departure and their ugly divorce, he escapes the scrutiny of his personal life to hide out in Cardinal Point. What’s more fun at Christmastime than making a small-town owner an offer she can’t refuse?
But Wesley didn’t count on Donna Calfee’s shrewd and stubborn streak, and she didn’t count on enjoying The Recliner King’s company. Maybe with a little manipulation at holiday time, they can strike a mutually beneficial deal. But is it all strictly business?


She is the other half of his Red Stick spirit. He is the only warrior who stands between her and slaughter.

On a moonless night in 1813, Adela McGirth encounters a set of wolves and the steely eyed warrior who slays them, branding himself on her heart. When he returns, it’s with a brand of a different sort—the flaming arrow that destroys her life.

A warrior driven by passion and honor, Totka Lawe will do what he must to expel land-hungry whites from tribal land. Razing a fort to ash and rubble is no impediment—not compared to saving the copper-haired captive who has haunted his thoughts since that peculiar night beneath the blackberry moon.

When she takes his heart captive, he vows he would die ten deaths to protect her, and he would kill any who tried to steal her away. With bluecoat soldiers in pursuit him, a jealous cousin in pursuit of her, and the woman herself in pursuit of home, that vow stands a serious chance of being called into action

Can he win over her trust before the world tears them apart?


This short story is a prequel to the “Mail-order Brides of America” series. 

Elizabeth is from a very prestigious family in North Carolina. She falls in love with Thomas when she is 16 and they marry a few years later. Elizabeth is so happy to have found love and is excited to start a family. One of her greatest wishes is to be a mother.

She soon finds that she is expecting a child, but complications arise and she is hit with a great heartache when her baby dies. Thomas has a difficult time seeing her suffering and decides to take matters into his own hands, helping her see that life sometimes can take a different course than planned, but that path can be a good one. 

When Elizabeth finally understands and sees Thomas’ vision of their future, she embraces it. With Thomas’ help, they open their home to orphan girls in honor of their daughter. Throughout the ensuing years, they help many young girls have a better life, and some of them become mail-order brides that choose husbands who live different places in the United States.


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