My rating: 3 stars (barely)Oh mercy. Where shall I start?I was so close to giving this book 2 stars but I chose 3 instead. I feel like there was a good story plot in the authors mind but it just didn’t do it for me. I just don’t know how to describe it.Elizabeth (the heroine) hasn’t gotten over...
I absolutely loved this Christian Historical Western Romance! The love story of Widower Wyatt Thompson and Widow Samantha Rodriguez was so heart warming and tender. The characters of their children and the relationships that developed through love and perseverance was inspiring! A wonderful st...
I so enjoy this series! It is a nice refreshing change from the contemporary romances. While I do enjoy the more graphic and perhaps somewhat hasty relationships of the contemporary romances, subtler ones such as these that leave more to the imagination and are a bit more wholesome are a welcome ...
“Hardy’s Saloon.” Trudy tossed a teasing smile over her shoulder at her husband. “Before we married, Seth spent a lot of time in there.” Seth groaned. “I haven’t set foot in the place for four and a half years.” Grace eyed the weather-beaten, false-fronted building before stopping to look at Frey...
He’d always been a prudent man—not that he needed to be, for it was common knowledge he’d inherited shares of railway stock. But only after Marian Hutchinson jilted him had Elias become a downright skinflint. And he was as close-fisted with his words as he was a tightwad with his money. Every yea...
Tyler welcomed the warmth of the sun on his shoulders, the scent of new growth in the air. Although he usually took the beauty of his ranch for granted, on a fine spring day after a long winter, he couldn’t help but appreciate God’s handiwork. The distant mountains, still snowcapped, a velvet-gre...
Orange sparks drifted into the velvet night sky, mingling with the stars. The monkey-bats flew in excited patterns over the crowd, although they stayed away from the fire. To his right, Khan and Daria stood with their arms around each other. They too would be jumping over the fire tonight. To his...
Just sniffing the air, he could tell his mother had made chicken and dumplings as well as cinnamon apple pie—the tastes of home. His stomach growled. “I must be hungry for your cooking, Mother.” “I made your favorite meal.” Joshua grinned at her gra...
With exclamations of pleasure, everyone trailed their hostess from the room. Feeling heavy-hearted, Maggie remained seated at the table. Her shoulders drooped, and she couldn’t muster the energy to stand. If only I could magically float instead of limp into the parlor. Caleb returned to the dinin...
The ice shattered, and she poked at the remaining shards until she had a hole big enough to allow her gander, Prince, access to water. A few feet away, Prince pecked at the dirt churned up by the horses’ hooves. She doubted he’d find anything edible in the frozen ground. Kayleigh called him, and ...
The new family sat around the table. Antonia held Jacques, who was almost asleep. On her right, Henri nodded over his tin plate. The baby slept in a cradle near Antonia’s feet. Outside the windows, the velvety purple dusk softened the landscape and darkened the interior of the house. A glass lamp...
Toffels squeezed into their regular pew near the front of the Sweetwater Springs church. Toward the back, James sat between Buck and Deuce, his attention centered on Bridget far more than on the sermon preached by Reverend Norton. She wore her best dress, the one that made her eyes so blue. But h...
Tethered by her hair, Angelina found herself fighting the ache in her throat. Was this really happening? Was she going to allow herself to become intimate with him? Angelina felt torn, as if she were two different people. One was the detached and rational lawyer. The other ached for Rafe, wanted ...