| Author: | Shirleen Davies | ISBN: | 1230000222927 |
| Publisher: | Avalanche Ranch Press LLC | Publication: | March 3, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Shirleen Davies |
| ISBN: | 1230000222927 |
| Publisher: | Avalanche Ranch Press LLC |
| Publication: | March 3, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
“A passionate, heartwarming story of the iconic MacLarens of Fire Mountain. This captivating historical western romance grabs your attention from the start with an engrossing story encompassing two romances set against the rugged backdrop of the burgeoning western frontier.”
Connor MacLaren’s search has already stolen eight years of his life. Now he close to finding what he seeks—Meggie, his missing sister. His quest leads him to the growing city of Salt Lake and an encounter with the most captivating woman he has ever met.
Grace is the third wife of a Mormon farmer, forced into a life far different from what she’d have chosen. Her independent spirit longs for choices governed only by her own heart and mind. To achieve her dreams, she must hide behind secrets and half-truths, even as her heart pulls her towards the ruggedly handsome Connor.
Known as cool and uncompromising, Connor MacLaren lives by a few, firm rules that have served him well and kept him alive. However, danger stalks Connor, even to the front range of the beautiful Wasatch Mountains, threatening those he cares about and impacting his ability to find his sister.
Can Connor protect himself from those who seek his death? Will his eight year search lead him to his sister while unlocking the secrets he knows are held tight within Grace, the woman who has captured his heart?
Read this heartening story of duty, honor, passion, and love in book five of the MacLarens of Fire Mountain series.
Book Excerpt One:
“Whoa there, sweetheart, before you hurt yourself.” Strong hands gripped her upper arms, keeping her upright. Without his help she would’ve bounced back and off the wooden walkway.
“Let go of me,” she snapped and tried to pull away, but his grip held.
“Well, I can do that but not until you apologize for almost running me down,” Connor replied. He’d recognized her in an instant with her red hair and violet blue eyes.
“Apologize? Are you daft? You’re the one who ran into me,” she stormed, twisting her body from one side to the other, trying to free herself.
“Is that so?” His deep, soft voice floated over her just as it had in her dreams of him last night. He stared at her another moment then loosened his hold and stepped back.
“A passionate, heartwarming story of the iconic MacLarens of Fire Mountain. This captivating historical western romance grabs your attention from the start with an engrossing story encompassing two romances set against the rugged backdrop of the burgeoning western frontier.”
Connor MacLaren’s search has already stolen eight years of his life. Now he close to finding what he seeks—Meggie, his missing sister. His quest leads him to the growing city of Salt Lake and an encounter with the most captivating woman he has ever met.
Grace is the third wife of a Mormon farmer, forced into a life far different from what she’d have chosen. Her independent spirit longs for choices governed only by her own heart and mind. To achieve her dreams, she must hide behind secrets and half-truths, even as her heart pulls her towards the ruggedly handsome Connor.
Known as cool and uncompromising, Connor MacLaren lives by a few, firm rules that have served him well and kept him alive. However, danger stalks Connor, even to the front range of the beautiful Wasatch Mountains, threatening those he cares about and impacting his ability to find his sister.
Can Connor protect himself from those who seek his death? Will his eight year search lead him to his sister while unlocking the secrets he knows are held tight within Grace, the woman who has captured his heart?
Read this heartening story of duty, honor, passion, and love in book five of the MacLarens of Fire Mountain series.
Book Excerpt One:
“Whoa there, sweetheart, before you hurt yourself.” Strong hands gripped her upper arms, keeping her upright. Without his help she would’ve bounced back and off the wooden walkway.
“Let go of me,” she snapped and tried to pull away, but his grip held.
“Well, I can do that but not until you apologize for almost running me down,” Connor replied. He’d recognized her in an instant with her red hair and violet blue eyes.
“Apologize? Are you daft? You’re the one who ran into me,” she stormed, twisting her body from one side to the other, trying to free herself.
“Is that so?” His deep, soft voice floated over her just as it had in her dreams of him last night. He stared at her another moment then loosened his hold and stepped back.
