Ride onto the open range alongside cowboys and cowgirls who embrace the adventures of living in the Old West from Kansas to New Mexico, Colorado to Texas. Whether rounding up cattle or mustangs, training horses, fending off outlaws, weathering storms, competing in rodeos, or surviving drought these cowboys work hard each day. But when hardheaded men have their weaknesses exposed by well-meaning women will they stampede away or will a lasting love develop? Find out in this exciting collection of nine historical romances.
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About the Author
Susan Page Davis is the author of more than seventy Christian novels and novellas, which have sold more than 1.5 million copies. Her historical novels have won numerous awards, including the Carol Award, the Will Rogers Medallion for Western Fiction, and the Inspirational Readers’ Choice Contest. She has also been a finalist in the More than Magic Contest and Willa Literary Awards. She lives in western Kentucky with her husband. She’s the mother of six and grandmother of ten. Visit her website at: www.susanpagedavis.com.
Bestselling author Vickie McDonough grew up wanting to marry a rancher, but instead married a computer geek who is scared of horses. She now lives out her dreams in her fictional stories about ranchers, cowboys, lawmen, and others living in the Old West. Vickie is the award-winning author of more than forty published books and novellas. Her novels include the fun and feisty Texas Boardinghouse Brides series and the Land Rush Dreams series. Vickie and her husband Robert have four grown sons, one of whom is married, and a precocious ten-year-old granddaughter. When she’s not writing, Vickie enjoys reading, antiquing, watching movies, and traveling. To learn more about Vickie’s books or to sign up for her newsletter, visit her website at www.vickiemcdonough.com
Susanne Dietze began writing love stories in high school, casting her friends in the starring roles. Today, she's the award-winning author of a dozen new and upcoming historical romances who's seen her work on the ECPA and Publisher's Weekly Bestseller Lists for Inspirational Fiction. Married to a pastor and the mom of two, Susanne lives in California and enjoys fancy-schmancy tea parties, the beach, and curling up on the couch with a costume drama and a plate of nachos. You can visit her online at www.susannedietze.com and subscribe to her newsletters at http://eepurl.com/bieza5.
Nancy J. Farrier is an award winning author who lives in Southern California in the Mojave Desert. She loves the Southwest with its interesting historical past. Nancy and her husband have five children and two grandsons. When Nancy isn’t writing, she loves to read, do needle craft, play with her cats, and spend time with her family. Nancy is represented by Karen Ball of The Steve Laube Literary Agency. You can read more about Nancy and her books on her website: nancyjfarrier.com.
Miralee Ferrell is an award-winning, bestselling author with eighteen books, as well as numerous articles, short stories, and novellas in print. She and her husband, Allen, live on eleven acres in Washington State. Miralee loves interacting with people, ministering at her church, (she is a certified Lay Counselor with the AACC), and riding her horse. Miralee speaks at various women’s functions and has taught at writers’ conferences. Since 2007, she’s had eighteen books release, both in women’s contemporary fiction and historical romance. Miralee recently started a newsletter, and you can sign up for it on her website/blog www.miraleeferrell.com.
Bestselling author Darlene Franklin’s greatest claim to fame is that she writes full-time from a nursing home. She lives in Oklahoma, near her son and his family, and continues her interests in playing the piano and singing, books, good fellowship, and reality TV in addition to writing. She is an active member of Oklahoma City Christian Fiction Writers, American Christian Fiction Writers, and the Christian Authors Network. She has written over fifty books and more than 250 devotionals. Her historical fiction ranges from the Revolutionary War to World War II, from Texas to Vermont. You can find Darlene online at www.darlenefranklinwrites.com
Multi-published author Davalynn Spencer writes inspirational Western romance complete with rugged cowboys, their challenges, and their loves. She is the 2015 recipient of the Will Rogers Gold Medallion for Western Inspirational Fiction, second place winner in the 2014 Inspirational Reader’s Choice Award, and a 2014 finalist for the Holt Medallion and Selah Awards. As a former rodeo-market and newspaper reporter, she has won several journalistic awards and has over 100 articles, interviews, and devotionals published in national periodicals. She teaches Creative Writing at Pueblo Community College and pens a popular slice-of-life column for a mid-size daily newspaper. Davalynn makes her home on Colorado’s Front Range with a Queensland heeler named Blue and two mouse detectors, Annie and Oakley. Connect with her online at: www.davalynnspencer.com
Becca Whitham (WIT-um) is a multi-published author who has always loved reading and writing stories. After raising two children, she and her husband faced the empty nest years by following their dreams: he joined the army as a chaplain, and she began her journey toward publication. Becca loves to tell stories marrying real historical events with modern-day applications to inspire readers to live Christ-reflecting lives. She’s traveled to almost every state in the U.S. for speaking and singing engagements and has lived in Washington, Oregon, Colorado, Oklahoma, and Alaska. She can be reached through her website at www.beccawhitham.com
Professional coffee drinker, Jaime Jo Wright resides in the hills of Wisconsin. She loves to write spirited turn-of-the-century romance, stained with suspense. Her day job finds her as a Director of Sales and Development. She’s wife to a rock climbing, bow-hunting Pre-K teacher, mom to a coffee-drinking little girl, and a little boy she fondly refers to as her mischievous “Peter Pan.” Jaime completes her persona by being an admitted social media junkie and coffee snob. She is a member of ACFW and has the best writing sisters EVER!
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The Cowboy's Bride Collection
9 Historical Romances Form on Old West Ranches
By Susan Page Davis, Vickie McDonough, Susanne Dietze, Nancy J. Farrier, Miralee Ferrell, Darlene Franklin, Davalynn Spencer, Becca Whitham, Jaime Jo Wright
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June 1, 1880
Near Beaumont, Texas
Have a safe journey, Henry." Rilla Lane held up a small basket. "I've packed you a lunch, for on the train."
The old man sitting on the wagon seat looked at the basket for a moment, his eyes wide, then reached out for it. "Bless you, Miss Rilla. That's mighty kind of you."
"Just being practical. I know from experience the food you can buy along the way is expensive — and not always the best. I wish I could go with you as far as the station."
The young cowboy holding the reins leaned forward and looked at her. "You're welcome to come along, Miss Rilla."
She smiled. "Thank you, Bat, but Mama and I will be doing the washing today. Mama's still not very strong, and she'll need me."
"I expect you're right." Bat Wilson's brown eyes held her gaze. He had come to the ranch during Rilla's absence at school. She'd seen him working around the barn and the corrals with the other ranch hands but hadn't had much opportunity to get to know him. So far, she liked what she saw, and she'd heard nothing bad about him.
She'd seen how considerate he was to Henry, too. The old ranch hand was retiring, going to live with his daughter in Galveston. Bat had loaded Henry's bedroll and his old, worn saddle into the back of the wagon as carefully as if they were blown crystal.
"You ride old Bluebell for me once in a while." Henry's smile creased the corners of his eyes. "Don't let her get stiff."
"I will," Rilla promised.
"Don't know why I'm even taking my saddle," Henry muttered, glancing back at his few bits in the wagon bed.
"You'll ride another horse in Galveston," Bat said. "You know you're not done ridin', Hen."
"I dunno." Henry's face scrunched up, as though just the thought of mounting a horse made his muscles ache.
Woolly, his black-and-white spaniel, ran across the dooryard and barked. He put his front paws up against the wagon's frame near Henry's boots and wagged his tail.
"No, fella, you can't come," Henry said sadly.
"You sure?" Bat asked. "They'd put him in the baggage car. Wouldn't cost much."
Henry shook his head. "My Annie's got babies and a small house. She said no critters."
Rilla gently pulled Woolly down and stroked his silky head. "Sit, boy." The dog immediately sank to his haunches. "Don't you worry about him, Henry. We'll take good care of him."
Henry cracked a smile. "That's good of you. Now, don't let him chase the wagon."
Henry looked down at the dog that watched his every move. "Woolly, roll over for me one more time, boy." As he spoke, he gave a subtle signal, wiggling his index finger in a circle.
Woolly flopped over on his back and rolled over then stood gazing at his master, waiting for praise.
"Good dog. Now sit. You guard Miss Rilla, y'hear?" Henry nodded to Bat, who gathered the reins and clucked to the horses.
Rilla stood with her hand on Woolly's head, in case the dog tried to bolt after them. Woolly tensed but kept his position, his tail jerking back and forth as the wagon rolled up the lane.
* * *
Rilla closed the cupboard on the clean supper dishes and hung up her apron. The sun was low in the west, but it hadn't set, and she might snatch an hour before dark. She hurried to her room and grabbed her composition book, a pencil, a hat, and the short jacket she wore around the ranch. At the finishing school in Philadelphia, the worn coat would be forbidden and she would have used a fringed shawl. She missed school, but the ranch had some compensations, including her comfortable old clothes.
She slipped out the back door before Mama could see her and give her another chore. Rilla didn't mind working all day — that was what she had come home for. If she had stayed in the East, she'd be working, too, probably as a teacher. But surely she had earned an hour of leisure after doing laundry and housework all day, not to mention bottle feeding the two orphaned calves and ironing her father's shirts.
One of the ponies in the corral whickered, and she veered her steps to pat him. Three others drifted over for attention, jostling the first gelding aside.
"Oh, are you jealous?" Rilla stroked each one's muzzle in turn and scratched beneath their forelocks. Henry's aging mare seemed especially to love that. "Hello, Bluebell."
"Did you want to ride, Miss Rilla?"
She whirled and found Bat Wilson and Woolly a couple of yards behind her.
"No thanks, Bat. I need to start riding again, but tonight I thought I'd do some writing." She held up her composition book. "Seems like I never get time for it."
"I know your ma appreciates having you home."
She smiled. "I think she does. But I need to finish a piece this week."
"You have some kind of ... like, a deadline?" Bat asked.
Rilla felt warmth flood her cheeks. "Sort of. It's a contest. I promised one of my instructors I would enter, and if I don't get my poem off soon, it won't be on time."
"You write poems?"
She couldn't meet his gaze. "Well, I try." Some of her teachers had thought her poems were quite good, but she could hardly tell him that. She stooped to pet Woolly. "Do you think he's figured out yet that Henry's gone?"
"I don't think so, not for sure. He's a pretty smart dog, though."
Rilla laughed. "That's the truth. Henry could teach him any trick he wanted. This is my favorite. Bend over."
"Lean down like this." She demonstrated, bowing from her waist.
Bat copied her, watching her from beneath the broad brim of his hat.
"Woolly," she said, and when she had the dog's attention, she gave a little salute. At once, Woolly leaped up and knocked Bat's hat to the ground.
"Hey!" He stood up, laughing. "That's pretty good."
"Isn't it?" She gave Woolly an extra pat. "Well, I'd better get going, or it'll be dark. Good evening." She walked away, toward the creek, where she had found a special spot years ago. A large willow branch jutted out from the tree less than three feet off the ground. Rilla climbed up carefully and settled in the curve of the branch. She hadn't outgrown her favorite perch.
She opened the notebook and looked through the last few pages she had written. Miss Saxon had praised her writing highly. She had urged Rilla to think about becoming a published writer, perhaps while she taught other young women to love literature as much as she did. The teaching position would pay her expenses while she established herself as a writer, and she might enjoy a career at it. Rilla had embraced the idea — until Mama took ill.
Last spring her mother had suffered from severe pneumonia. Terribly worried, Rilla had nearly left school a month early. But her father had told her to finish out the term, and her teachers had encouraged her to do so, since she was so close to graduating. Pa's telegram saying Mama had rallied was enough, and she had received her diploma in May. Her parents weren't able to attend the graduation, but that was all right. Mama was getting better. The next morning, Rilla had boarded a train for Texas. By the time she got home, Mama was sitting up and able to exclaim over the beauty of Rilla's diploma, which now hung, framed, in the parlor.
Rilla poised her pencil over the first blank page. Miss Saxon had extolled the freshness of her voice. Confused as to what that meant, Rilla had asked her. The beloved teacher had replied that it was her attitude in writing. Rilla was from the West. Her essays and stories, but especially her poems, didn't sound stuffy and suffocated like those of some of the city girls, the teacher said.
Now Rilla was home and in the middle of the wide, wild places that gave her that voice. She should be able to write even better poems. She looked out beyond the creek, to the distant hills for inspiration. She ought to be able to write something new and stirring about this vast, rolling land. She put her pencil to the paper.
From afar I see the punchers riding in.
In the city, I never saw a vista of the sort.
With buildings pressing all around, I'd spin
And long for Texas and my faithful horse.
She reread her effort and curled her lip. It was awful! Just horrible. Now, the poem she had sent to the Canfield Magazine last month, that was a fine example of verse. She almost wished she hadn't sent it to the editor to consider for publication, so she could send it now to the contest. With a big sigh, she turned the page. She would have to try harder, that was all.
She leaned back to think, but instead of panoramic views and Texas's turbulent grandeur, a dark-haired cowboy with bright eyes filled her mind.
When had Bat become the object of her reverie? Shortly after she returned home, if the truth were told. He could ride and rope with the best of them, and he always seemed eager to do his part of the work. In fact, she'd seen him come in late one afternoon from stringing fence, and instead of heading right into the bunkhouse, he had stopped to help another cowboy, Zeke, finish his own work — the unsavory job of cleaning the harness. Pa periodically assigned the task to one of the hands.
Rilla wasn't sure why she was so attracted to Bat. Sure, he was nice looking, in a fresh-off-the-range sort of way. His kindness to others had something to do with it, and probably the fact that he was still an unknown to her. His background was a blank so far as she was concerned, and Rilla had learned at school that young ladies found a mysterious man appealing. She'd laughed when her friend Alicia had put that idea forth, but maybe it was true. Bat fit her concept of the tall, dark stranger, and he certainly did intrigue her. She began to write.
The dark-haired stranger rides in from the north.
Who is he? How long will he stay?
Townsfolk watch him from
Rilla stopped with a sigh. What rhymed with north, anyway? Forth, she supposed. In a pinch, worth, but she didn't care for approximate rhymes. She erased from and wrote:
Townsfolk watch him as he rides forth
And wonder what will be his sway.
She frowned critically at the lines, sighed, and turned to another page. At this rate she would need a new tablet the next time Pa sent one of the men into town for supplies.
All right, instead of the mysterious stranger, how about if she wrote something about the typical rancher. These men weren't like city dwellers, it was true. They faced dangers every day, but they never seemed to dither about it. Instead, they met each new challenge with determination and hard work. She began to write again.
Spare and lean, the ranchman gathers his gear
For a day in the hills, chasing the steers.
Lariat, boots, pistol and chaps,
Bridle and blanket, strings and straps.
He packs light, only what he might need
To face the next cattleman's deed.
A knife, lest the unexpected comes up;
A few matches, courage, and a small tin cup.
She sneered at her own work. A small tin cup. Where did that come from? She was at the mercy of her rhyme scheme again. She turned the page and chewed the end of her pencil. She'd better forget about the cowboys and go back to her feelings. She did better when she thought about the grand scheme of things, not one particular cowboy.
She scrawled two more lines and stopped. Hopeless. Utterly hopeless. She ripped the page from her composition book. Crumpling it, she was startled by a sharp bark. Woolly burst from the underbrush near the creek and dashed toward her, yipping at full volume.
Rilla laughed. "Hello, Woolly. Where have you been?" She loved the silly little mutt. No one but Henry had paid him much attention. She would have to make good on her promise to take care of him. She wondered what Henry had fed him. Scraps, probably. Her father would certainly balk at spending any money on food for a dog.
* * *
As Bat swung the corral gate to, Mr. Lane came from the ranch house.
"You seen my daughter, Wilson?"
"Yes, sir, about half an hour ago."
"You know where she's at?"
Bat shook his head. "She said she was going to find a place to do some writing."
The boss made a disapproving sound in his throat. "Maybe she's up on the knoll, watching the sunset. That girl hadn't ought to be out by herself after dark."
Mr. Lane spoke gruffly, and he was often strict with the men about their work, but he did seem to care about his daughter. Bat had to think he had a soft spot somewhere in his heart.
The boss strode away, toward a low hill about a quarter mile west. Once you topped that rise, you could see bigger hills in the distance, and Bat allowed it was a fine place to watch the sun go down. But what if Rilla wasn't up there? Maybe she'd gone down to the creek. He hadn't seen which way she took while he put the horses out to pasture, but Woolly had gone off in that direction shortly after she'd left. The twilight was thickening. Bat settled his hat firmly and set off for the creek.
He spotted her walking toward him before he was halfway to the stream. He knew it was her in the dusk. Her flowing skirts betrayed her identity — that and Woolly. The dog's white patches stood out clearly. Even if he hadn't yapped the moment he saw Bat, he would have given her away by his spotted coat.
"Hi," Bat said, suddenly shy.
"Well, good evening." Rilla paused a couple of yards from him.
"Your pa was out looking for you. I thought you might be down here."
"Oh, thank you. I'll go right in."
He could barely make out the smile she gave him, but it was enough to send a shock of anticipation through him. What was that about, anyway? He'd better not start having thoughts about the boss's daughter — especially a boss as hard-nosed as Mr. Lane.
Woolly hovered for a moment between him and Rilla, panting and turning his head back and forth. The lady won out, and the little spaniel trotted off in her wake.
Bat watched until they both rounded a bend in the path and then sauntered listlessly toward the creek. Rilla Lane was an eyeful, but more than that, she was smart. Kind, too. She took notice of people like Henry. She was the type of woman Bat dreamed of meeting — possibly sharing his life with. But that wasn't likely.
Near the old willow tree that stretched its limbs toward the creek, he spotted something white on the ground and stooped to pick it up. A crumpled piece of paper. Rilla must have dropped it. Bat smoothed it out. The light was too dim now for him to read it.
He folded it and put it in his pocket and walked back to the bunkhouse. Zeke was lighting a lantern in the big room the nine hired men shared — eight, now that Hen was gone. The foreman had his own little house, beyond the corrals.
Most of the men were washing up or lolling on their bunks, waiting for chow time. Rolly was stirring a kettle on the small box stove, and Cyrus, a weather-beaten cowpuncher whose shaggy blond hair was going gray, sat in a chair with his guitar, his boots propped up on a rough table.
"Stew'll be hot in just a minute, boys," Rolly said. He cooked for the men — or mostly heated up what Miss Rilla sent over from the house. Lately their chow had seen a big improvement over what they'd eaten during the bleak months when Mrs. Lane was so sick and Rilla hadn't come home. Rolly did all right, but it was mostly beans and beef then. He wasn't much of a bread maker.
"You got biscuits tonight?" Cyrus strummed a plaintive chord on his guitar.
"Miss Rilla sent over some corn bread."
"That's just as good," Bat said.
"Nah, her biscuits are the best," Zeke said. "They beat her ma's all hollow."
Bat offered to help clean up after supper, mostly hoping to get a chance to look at the paper in his pocket without the others noticing. Sure enough, several of the men started a card game. After he'd wiped down the table, dried the dishes Oscar had washed, and put them away in the cupboard, Bat sneaked the paper out and turned away from the poker players while he stealthily unfolded it.
Something feral in me cries out to go beyond the hills,
To see the next horizon, to spar with the unknown.
Now, that was beautiful. It didn't rhyme, but she must be planning to add more. Bat wondered why she had crumpled it up. Did she think it wasn't any good? He read the two lines over, slowly. He got that exact feeling sometimes, the longing to see something new. It made his lungs ache.
Excerpted from The Cowboy's Bride Collection by Susan Page Davis, Vickie McDonough, Susanne Dietze, Nancy J. Farrier, Miralee Ferrell, Darlene Franklin, Davalynn Spencer, Becca Whitham, Jaime Jo Wright. Copyright © 2016 Susan Page Davis. Excerpted by permission of Barbour Publishing, Inc..
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Table of Contents
ContentsThe Cowboy Poet,
For A Song,
Crazy About Cait,
Love's Sweet Storm,
The Reformed Cowboy,
A Texan's Surprise,
The Wrangler's Woman,
The Cowgirl's Lasso,
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
The Cowboy's Bride Collection is yet another novella collection by Barbour publishers. I liked this one better than the Love is Patient Romance Collection which I've previously reviewed. I find that it's kind of a hit-or-miss with novella collections, and this one was a definitive "hit" for me. I was pleasantly surprised that even those these nine novellas all had the same premise, wild west + cowboy + girl, they were all original stories and plots. I'll most likely be looking up some of these authors. Some of my favorite novellas from this collection were The Cowboy's Lasso, The Reformed Cowboy, and The Wrangler's Woman. There were some really creative stories in this collection! I would highly recommend it for light reading when you want to read a story but don't have time for a full novel. Each of these novellas stand alone too, so you don't have to remember characters that would have carried over. The charcters were very cute from story to story, and each story was unique. Thank you so much to Barbour publishers and Net Galley for providing me with a copy of this book to read and review. All opinions are my own and were not required to be positive.
Western Love and Romance At Its Best STORY LINE, PLOTTING AND DEVELOPMENT: This is a wonderful collection of western romance stories of strength, love, romance, adversity, and faith in God. Each author is talented in story-crafting, plotting, and development. These stories are so well written and developed, if you did not know you were reading 9 different authors, you would think one author wrote the stories contained in this book. The authors are in harmony with each other in regard to writing style and crafting. Each story depicts the character’s faith in God, in his love for us and his caring and each face situations that God has in hand and will direct. The authors do not push or preach, but gracefully created stories of faith and romance. In the 1800’s, courting was held in a different light than our day. Courting was a very serious affair and was not entered into without marriage in mind. Women had few choices in this time period and marriage was the only option most woman could consider. The settlers of our country were strong faith based people; the authors skillfully portrayed these characteristics in each book. I loved the humor found in some of the stories. The sweet character of the men and women was refreshing. The stories are clean, well written, and clear. You will find mail order brides, discouraged and desperate women (some with child to support), lonesome strong ranchers, cowboys who need mothers for their children, and you will find these characters are strong, independent, smart men and women; they will all find the love of a lifetime. RECOMMENDATION: This collection was a delight to read. This book is suitable for anyone that loves well written, well developed, and plotted stories which contain faith, love, and strength of character.
This collection of nine novellas was very entertaining. I enjoyed the variety of the stories. Space does not permit telling much about each story and I don’t want to skip any. The stories include a rancher’s poetry-writing daughter who is wooed by a cowboy who hopes to win her with his poetry; a Texas rancher who asks his aunt to bring him two songbirds from Boston and gets a redhead and a blonde instead; a female horse trainer who can train better than any of the men on her father’s ranch but is shut out by the cavalry horse buyer who refuses to buy mustangs trained by a woman; a woman who has agreed to marry a store owner after just a few letters but gets sidetracked at the ranch of an eligible bachelor after a wagon accident; a Kansas cowhand who signs up for a class on Learning to Be a Gentleman with the hope of learning more about the young lady his cousin is trying to match him with; a mother who arrives by train bringing a young widow and her two daughters without warning her son in advance that she is not coming alone; a widowed rancher who hires a young woman to teach his tomboy daughter to be a lady; a cowboy who returns to the ranch that once belonged to his father before it was gambled away and a rancher’s daughter who has been entrusted with the task of choosing the new foreman from the entrants in a competition; and an Englishman, who wants to be a rancher more than an English lord, who has hired a young woman as foreman because his dearest friend has recommended her. The stories are rather quick reads that hold the interest. I recommend the book to all who love action-packed romantic stories with good values and faith added in.
This is a wonderful collection of short historical romances. These great novellas are all set in the time period from 1839-1895. The authors that were brought together to write each of these stories is fantastic. Each writing style is just different enough that you can easily tell they were written by different people. I thoroughly enjoyed the accuracy to the time period for each story. There is quite a variety of characters throughout these stories that kept me interested in reading them. Love’s Sweet Storm by Miralee Ferrell I think that the thing I liked the most about this story is that it was a great reminder of the need to speak honestly about our feelings. We shouldn’t just go along with what others have planned for us. The Cowboy Poet by Susan Page Davis The thing that really caught my attention in this story was how teasing affects people, even adults. I really like the fact that with these short stories it is easy to take just a little time each day and finish a whole story in just a couple of days. They are brief escapes from our everyday lives. I received a free eBook copy of this book through NetGalley in exchange for my honest opinion.
Well, I certainly enjoyed every story as I rode onto the open range alongside the cowboys and cowgirls who embraced the adventures of living in the Old West! I found these ladies quite a mix of talents who each in there own way attracted a cowboy who may have liked or disliked them at first.. Each author had their own way of telling a tale and I liked them all! If you like historical romance, this ride into the old west is a wonderful way to escape for awhile. I was gifted a copy by one of the authors through NetGalley for review.
Nine novellas in one book, all dealing with Cowboys, need we say more? Each author has their own style and each novella is filled with romance. If you enjoy reading short stories about cowboys you will love this collection. I was given a copy of this book from netgally for my honest opinion. The Cowboy Poet - by Susan Page Davis Rilla lives on the ranch with her parents, she has come home from finishing school to help take care of her mother. While she takes care of her parents she tries to find the time to write poetry, and keep an eye on the handsome Bat. Bat does not know what has come over him. He loves how Rilla can put her thoughts on paper and tries to do some of his own. When he must make some difficult choices will he do what is easy or stand tall and do what is right? For a Song - by Susanne Dietze Lilly has lost all hope in God, when she hears of a way to get free from her current situation, she is really given no choice but to go. What will her new employer think and will he really just allow her to sing? Jackson never expected his Aunt to show up with two surprises. Yet he now feels responsible for them. He is a determined cowboy, yet Lilly keeps getting under his skin. I loved the misunderstandings, learning to trust God and the romance in this novella. Crazy about Cait - by Nancy J. Farrier Cait can not believe her father has hired Jonas to help train the horses. First, she is an amazing trainer and second, Jonas, really??? Jonas can’t wait to show Cait he is a changed man, but will she ever be able to forgive him and learn to trust him? This novella is full of good humor, hard work, learning how to work together and forgiveness. Love’s Sweet Storm - By Miralee Ferrell Addie is on her way to a new life. When a storm throws her into some very difficult situations. Addie is not sure what to do when she must help the handsome Grant back to recovery. Will she ever make it to Mr. Tolliver? Grant is not sure who this angel is helping him recover but when he awakens and realized she is not an actual angel will their worlds ever be the same? Addie is unlike any woman he has ever met, yet he must do what is right by her. This novella is full of heartache, misunderstanding, forgiveness, doing what is right and humor. The Reformed Cowboy - by Darlene Franklin Millie is trying to bring culture to the many cowboys in her town. She is also excited to meet the man she has been corresponding with for about an year. When one cowboy spikes her interest it is fair to the man she has been writing? Wes can’t wait to meet Millie, however when he sees her for the first time he is blown away by her beauty yet what he overhears throws him a little. Will his scheme be his undoing or is there hope for a future? This novella is full of some laughter, misguided trust and fun. A Texan’s Surprise - by Vickie McDonough Trey is always happy to see his mama, yet she upsets his normal busy schedule. As a rancher he works from sunup till sunset, but he always takes time to visit with his mom when she comes. Trey is not expecting the surprise that she has brought with her. Sadie just needs to find a good place for her and her children. She would love to find someone who will love her and her family, yet she understands sometimes it is a choice of need. Will Trey and Sadie ever find the love they both seek or will they let it pass them buy? The Wrangler’s Woman - by Davalynn Spencer Josiah is a strong determined wrangler. He is only trying to save hi
This is the first book I've read with nine novellas by nine different authors. Some authors were new to me, some familiar and some were new authors as well. Every story was unique but always included the rugged cowboy, women that were both tough and soft, and sweet romances that were passionate but clean. I could feel the heat, the cold, the dust, and the danger that was apart of these stories. Some elements you will find in these stories: strong women that work like men, men fighting nature's elements, widower's and widows in need of help, Cowboys that write poetry, ladies that travel to sing and entertain but find something different, a mail order bride that gets caught in a storm and fails to reach her destination in a timely manner, a lady trying to instill manners and etiquette in a bunch of cattlemen, rodeo type competition to name a new ranch foreman that includes not only ability and brawn but character as well, and an English born ranch owner who finds himself butting heads with a female foreman that he was duped into hiring. If you enjoy late 1800s type westerns, realistically portrayed and full of adventure and romance you will certainly enjoy these novellas. I was given this ebook from a Net Galley for my honest opinion, which I have given. I received no monetary compensation.
Do you enjoy historical fiction? Here’s a collection of 9 novellas that will whet your appetite for all things western! You have strong heros, land to tame, families to fight for, God to honor, and a little loved tossed in the mix. You might have to dust yourself off, put your Stetson hat on and ride the trail with these men & women who made up the wild west! While I enjoyed each story equally, I’ll point out two I especially loved. Crazy about Cait by Nancy Farrier Cait’s a strong woman who isn’t afraid of a little work. She has a fiery temper just like the color of her hair. She’ll do what it takes to help her Pa save the ranch they own while trying to stay afloat of a terrible drought that befalls the land. She’s training horses to sell to the Calvary, and resents the fact that her Pa hired Jonas to come help her. The one man she never wanted to see again since he broke her sisters heart! Can these two learn to work together to save her Pa’s livelihood or will Cait’s resentment forever keep her in the past? Can Jonas prove he’s a changed man and win her heart? Humor & mayhem abound in this story of hard work, overcoming disaster, forgiveness, and a love for both the land and each other. The Wrangler’s Woman by Davalynn Spencer Corra’s idea of romance is in the the pages of her novels. She helps both her sister run a boarding house and takes care of her niece. She dreams of a someday family and a cowboy who’ll sweep her off her feet. Josiah is a hard-working rancher trying to make a living off the land. He lost his wife two years ago, and with the help of his father, raising his two children the best he can. When his wifes sister writes threatening to take his daughter to live with her, he needs to come up with a plan quick! He asks for wisdom from God and the perfect solution comes to mind, but only if Corra agrees! I love the dashes of humor sprinkled throughout this story and how two people come together to help each other overcome obstacles! The faith theme is refreshing to read and how each character grows in it. A wonderful story of love and family ties! **I was provided with a complimentary digital copy of this book by Netgalley for my honest review, which I have given here. Thank you for a truly wonderful set of novellas to read!**