Celebrating the 150th
Anniversary
of
The Chisholm Trail
Brides Along the Chisholm Trail
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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?
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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?
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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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