October 5, 2025
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(33)
“What happens when your heart forgets this is pretend?” she asked.
“Then we’re both in more trouble than I bargained for,” he muttered.
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“Here is a lifelong bookworm, a devoted teacher and a mother of two boys. I also make mean sandwiches.”
If someone wanted to describe me in one sentence, that would be it. There has never been a greater joy in my life than spending time with children and seeing them grow up – all of my children, including the 23 little 9-year-olds that I currently teach. And I have not known such bliss than that of reading a good book.
As a Western Historical Romance writer, my passion has always been reading and writing romance novels. The historical part came after my studies as a teacher – I was mesmerized by the stories I heard, so much that I wanted to visit every place I learned about. And so I did, finding the love of my life along the way as I walked the paths of my characters.
Now, I’m a full-time elementary school teacher, a full-time mother of two wonderful boys and a full-time writer. Wondering how I manage all of them? I did, too, at first, but then I realized it’s because everything I do I love and I have the chance to share it with all of you.
And I would love to see you again in this small adventure of mine!
(33)
“What happens when your heart forgets this is pretend?” she asked.
“Then we’re both in more trouble than I bargained for,” he muttered.
(25)
Three brides, three rugged men… In a land of hardship and hope, will love become their greatest triumph?
(151)
“I’m not scared of you,” she whispered.
“That’s the problem,” he said. “You should be.”
But his voice was too soft to believe it.
(102)
“I don’t do feelings,” he muttered.
“I noticed,” she replied. “But I’m staying anyway.”
(101)
“Why’d you come all this way?” he asked.
“Because I’d rather risk the unknown than stay unloved,” she said.
(348)
“You keep looking at me like I’m a problem,” she said.
“You are,” he muttered.
“Then maybe I’m the kind of problem you need,” she said, chin raised.
(395)
“I came here for peace,” she replied.
“You won’t find it in me,” he warned.
“Maybe not,” she whispered, “but I might find it with you.”
(693)
“I don’t want to fall for you,” she admitted.
“Then stop looking at me like you already did,” he said.
(101)
Three couples, three hearts… Can they brave the stormy trails of fate and let love mend what’s been broken?
(460)
“You don’t even want this marriage,” she accused.
“No,” he said, voice low. “But I want you safe.”
(808)
She threw up her hands. “You act like caring about people is a weakness!”
His expression darkened. “No. I act like caring about people gets them killed.”
(420)
“You think I’m here for your land,” she said, her voice steady.
“No,” he growled, eyes narrowing. “You’re here because I need you—and I don’t like needing anyone.”
(249)
“You don’t trust me,” she whispered.
“Trust gets people killed,” he replied, his gaze hard—until it softened. “But you make me want to risk it anyway.”
(389)
“You think Christmas is going to fix everything?” he asked.
“No,” she said, “but maybe it’s a start.”
This Christmas, love arrives with a baby in her arms.
(398)
She pressed, her eyes searching his, “You think you can handle everything by yourself?”
“I’ve survived this long alone—why would I need anyone now?,” he shot back.
(75)
Three couples, three love stories… Can they navigate the rugged ways of the heart and allow love to heal them?
(240)
“I don’t trust you with my horses,” he says sharply.
“And I don’t need your trust,” she retorts. “Just a chance to show you that sometimes the heart can guide us better than our doubts.”
(246)
“I don’t need your help,” I say to him with defiance.
“And I’m not looking for love,” he replies. “Just a partner…”
(296)
She sought escape…
All I wanted was a wife—no romance involved…
Together, we uncovered a treasure worth more than gold.
(394)
She is a pregnant woman, betrayed and vulnerable, with nowhere else to turn.
It was a desperate act, but necessary… I kissed her, claiming her as my wife before the wagon master…