It all began with Twelve men. Twelve brides. Twelve days to save a town.
12 Days of Christmas Mail-Order Brides released through December 2017 and the demand from readers was so great that the 12 authors involved decided to write more stories of the lives, loves, and growth of the fictional little mining town of Noelle, Colorado!
My book on the 11th day was called the Piper , featuring Genevieve Walters and Zeke Kinnison as well as a host of town characters, including Seamus Malone--the barkeep that runs the Golden Nugget saloon for his boss, Charlie Hardt-mayor and owner of Noelle's silver mine and a host of other properties!
In "The Piper" , Seamus, after seeing all of his friends entering into matrimony, is encouraged once more to try to contact his wife to ask her yet again, to come to Noelle. Perhaps a letter from the successful matchmaker on his behalf will convince her to join him. Or will four years apart have caused so much change, that reconciliation is impossible?
A BRAND NEW SERIES BEGINS for 2018!!
BRIDES OF NOELLE- Love for all seasons
And for St. Patrick's Day, I'd like to introduce NORAH: A St. Patrick's Day Bride--the third book in the Brides of Noelle series! (Watch for a featured blog on ALL releases thus far right here at GLIAS this March 19!!)
Not proud of his seedy entanglements back East,
Irish Immigrant Seamus (pronounced Shamus) Malone is determined to create a new
and better life in the western frontier, but despite attempts to reach the woman
that captured his heart, his letters for the last four years have gone
unanswered. Will a plea for help from Noelle’s new matchmaker convince his estranged
wife to join him in this new world, proving his love, and that he is a changed
man?
Passion (and a controlling aunt) drove Norah into
marriage, but when she finds her new husband dabbling in drink and dangerous
liaisons, she bid him farewell, relenting to his pipe dreams of a better life,
while she remained behind living in the shame of a broken marriage. But when a
dark truth is discovered she must now decide if the love she once felt is
enough to survive a second chance in the New West?
Here's an excerpt from NORAH: A St. Patrick's Day Bride~
Noelle, Co. 1877
Seamus Malone stared at the open bottle of whisky on the
table. The potent scent reached his nostrils, luring him, beckoning. He was
alone in the Golden Nugget saloon that afternoon. A brisk March wind blew
outside, a reminder of the winter cold giving way to a brilliant sunny day—the
day he’d first met Norah Francis Mulligan. She’d been shopping at the
marketplace. He’d been at his day job, unloading ships on the New York docks.
At nights, he tended bars at a local Irish pub in the district. The mere sight
of her stormy blue-green eyes and the smattering of freckles across her pert
nose had taken his breath away. Her unruly tendrils of cinnamon-colored hair
peeked from beneath the bonnet she’d worn. Mesmerized by the Irish beauty, he’d
snuck away from his duties risking everything in hope of finding a way to meet
her. Then, without warning, heaven found favor on him. She turned and gifted
him with a smile that had nearly brought him to his knees.
Seamus caught the shrill whistle of the wind through the
cracks around the windows of the saloon. It had been the first and finest in
Noelle and was currently used for Sunday services and other religious
occasions.
Re-patching the windows with a bit of warm tar, among a host
of other improvements, was something he’d been meaning to do once the frigid
temperatures subsided.
All was going well in the little mining town that four
months ago had teetered on the verge of becoming extinct. It would have, had it
not been for the tenacious and enterprising Charlie Hardt and the reverend’s
brilliant concept of making the pact with the railroad to build its line
through town if a minimum of twelve marriages took place in a given time frame.
Reverend Hammond might call it a miracle, but Seamus called it desperation of
the men who had suffered long enough in the predominantly all-male population
save that of the soiled doves of La Maison des Chats.
Yes, the town was now filled with happily married men and
women, for the most part, given that none of them had dissolved. Investments in
the resurgence of the mine—now with silver instead of gold—made by the
townsfolk had begun to see a small return. And as the marriages had helped to
improve Noelle, so, too, had the money being earned through those investments.
It was being put back into the little town, progressing it from a handful of
crude buildings to a burgeoning community.
For Seamus, however, none of the success from the mine or
even the promised railroad line set to begin construction later in the spring
was doing him one lick of good.
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