Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

Celebrating the 150th Anniversary
The Chisholm Trail

Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

Double K Ranch (Near Proffitt, Texas)
Book 3, Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

Cyrus Kennedy drove his herd into Dodge City, dirt and trail dust coating him from head to toe. He needed a bath, shave, and a good meal after he visited the Pinkerton agent assigned to his case. Then he’d meet with Miss Suzanne Butler regarding her position as his young son’s tutor.
“Montana” Suzanne Butler grew nervous watching the cattle bawling and stomping their way through the middle of Dodge. It wasn’t the longhorns making her insides on fire, it was the cowboy covered in dried mud and layers of dust sitting tall in the saddle. Could this be the man who’d answered her ad as a tutor and would take her further from the clutches of her father?

Fred, Indian Territory (Oklahoma)
Book 2, Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

After what he’d said about not being in the market for a mail order bride, Deputy Marshal Gabe Hawkins starred at the woman getting off the train from Kansas City. It had to be his bride who stood next to Logan Granger in animated conversation.
The neat dress, brown hair streaked with silver pulled back into a bun under her hat matched the tintype he’d received a month ago. His heart raced like a stampede of longhorn as he sat looking at his secret mail-order bride, Abigail Johnson.
Now what was he supposed to do?

Dodge City, Kansas
Book 1, Brides Along the Chisholm Trail

Rose Duncan hadn't expected the handsome man waiting for her to be a bartender with a six shooter on his hip and a badge on his chest. Logan Granter hadn't expected his soon-to-be wife to be young, beautiful and a runaway murder witness.

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