
Here's the series set up:
Suffering from abuse, hunger and a yearning for family, Cooper, Rand and Brett come together in an orphanage where deep, unbreakable bonds are formed that last their entire lives. Three ragged little boys slip from their beds and, by the light of the moon, prick their thumbs and declare themselves brothers. They protect, support and love each other even after they escape an orphan train several years later and run for their lives. Through the years, they stand together, shoulder to shoulder, facing whatever comes. As men, they vow never to marry because the pain of their horrific pasts runs too deep and too wide.
From Sourcebooks Publishing
Rancher Cooper Thorne thinks his life is finally on an even keel—until Delta Dandridge steps off the stagecoach claiming to be his mail order bride. Brash and quick-witted, the meddling Southern Belle is everything Cooper thought he never wanted…and everything his heart is telling him he needs.
Though it irks him mightily when she refuses to leave Battle Creek, he finds the challenges at every turn draw him closer to her. Dare to say he’s captivated by her charm and the need to matter to someone.
But Cooper swore long ago that he’d never marry, and he aims to keep his word…especially now that the demons from his past have returned to threaten everything—and everyone—he holds dear.
He’ll gladly give his life to protect the woman who’s stolen his heart and given him a reason for living. But will he win the fight and reclaim a piece of his soul he’s lost?
Read what Romantic Times has to say about Texas Mail Order Bride
"Broday introduces readers to three memorable heroes, a small town and one feisty Southern beauty. She spices up the sweet and gritty tale with plenty of adventure, meddlesome townsfolk and some ruthless villains."
Now, how about an excerpt:
"Broday introduces readers to three memorable heroes, a small town and one feisty Southern beauty. She spices up the sweet and gritty tale with plenty of adventure, meddlesome townsfolk and some ruthless villains."
Now, how about an excerpt:
Delta Dandridge tried to still the tremor in her hands as she stepped onto the porch of Mabel’s Boardinghouse in Battle Creek, Texas. Crisp morning air filled her lungs.
Rancher looking for a wife. Must be of sound mind, body, and moral character. That’s what the notice in the Matrimonial Harvest catalog had said. She’d upheld her end of the bargain and could attest with certainty to her exemplary mind, body, and character.
But the gentleman?
That Mr. Thorne hadn’t seen fit to meet her stage yesterday still smarted. Alone, with only a stranger to guide her, she’d taken a room here at the boardinghouse. In a state of collapse, the dark, dreary hotel had sent a sense of foreboding shivering up her spine.
Now she wasn’t sure she was quite ready to meet the man who’d agreed to be her husband. Yet, here he was a few feet away. Fortunately, the tall rancher had his back to her, which gave her the advantage of seeing him first.
“Mr. Thorne? Cooper Thorne?”
He turned and Delta’s breath caught in her throat. My goodness, he was quite impressive. Tall and lean, there was a rugged quality about him from his chiseled features down to boots that had many miles on them. And a good deal of cow manure, if she wasn’t mistaken. His dark gray shirt stretched tight across his broad shoulders and the black Stetson that shaded his eyes had seen better days.
Yet it was the deadly Colt on his hip that gave her pause. He appeared a man to reckon with. Everything about him was hard and unyielding and put her in mind of someone who’d never known any kind of softness. For a moment, it took her aback. She wondered if she could please him.
“Miss Dandridge, I suppose.” The deep timbre of his voice seemed to vibrate the air between them.
“Yes. I’m so happy to finally meet you.” She smiled, covering the few steps with her hand extended.
He touched her palm for the briefest of seconds and cleared his throat. “There’s been a terrible misunderstanding.”
The wild beating of Delta’s heart suddenly stopped, and for a moment she feared it wouldn’t start again. “What are you saying?”
“I don’t know how to break this to you gently. I’m not looking for a wife, ma’am. Never was. I’m a bachelor and quite content to stay this way. I’m not sure how such a mix-up could happen.”
“So you never intended to keep your promise? You dragged me here under false pretenses. Why would you do that, Mr. Thorne?”
From under the brim of his hat, she glimpsed surprise and something indiscernible in an honest gaze that was the color of gunmetal.
“What I’m saying is…well, I didn’t send for you.”
White hot anger swept over Delta. It was one thing to spurn her, but calling her a liar made her mad enough to fight. Yanking the packet of letters from her pocket, she thrust them into his hands.
“Then would you mind explaining these? If you can.”
Cooper didn’t spare them a glance. “Look, lady. I didn’t write them. And if I ever find out who did, I’ll make him rue the day he took it into his head to claim to be me.”
“If you'll just read the letters, you'll see the promises, the words of endearment that brought me here.”
A muscle in his jaw worked as he shook his head. “Once and for all, I'm sorry. I truly am.”
“Maybe if you just gave yourself a chance to get to know me.”
“I can't offer hope where there is none. I'm sure you're a very fine woman who'll make someone an excellent wife.” Finality echoed in his soft words. “I'm not in the market.”
Delta went very still. Slowly, her situation began to sink in. There would be no marriage. She was stuck in Battle Creek, Texas with an empty purse and no prospects. She blinked back the tears that threatened to spill and humiliate her even further.
He continued, “Seems we’ve both been played for fools. I’ll be glad to pay your way to wherever you want to go.”
The last thread of Delta’s dignity held fast. Her voice was cold and brittle. “You can keep your money, Mr. Thorne. I won’t take one cent from you.”
With that, she jerked the letters from his hand and strode into the boardinghouse with her head held high.
Meet Linda

Humble roots and the love of family have become focal points of each book I write. I hope you like the stories I endeavor to bring to you and that you'll try my new Bachelors of Battle Creek series.
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Now, on to the questions
E.E.: How often do you get lost in a story?
Linda: I get lost in a story almost every time I pick up a book. Something always draws me in, be it the plot, the characters or the setting. I HAVE to know what's going to happen next. It's like opening presents on Christmas morning. Can’t wait to see the story unfold.
E.E.: What drew you to Western historical romance and what do you like best about it?
Linda: I fell in love with western historical romance in the early 1990s after reading Johanna Lindsay's "Angel" and Margaret Brownley's "The Kissing Bandit." Instantly, I knew it was what I wanted to write. It was sort of like I found a piece of me that was missing that I didn't know I'd lost. Prior to that I had loved the books about pirates, English rogues and gypsies and those were entertaining but they didn't fit me like western romance.
I love cowboys plain and simple. They have such a love for the land, family and animals. They don't just talk about honor and courage, they live and breathe it. And when it comes to going the whole distance, cowboys fit the bill. There is no quitting with them. Maybe part of it is that I've been around cowboys my whole life. You can't walk down the street where I live without seeing them. Even yet when one holds the door for me or calls me "ma'am" in their lazy Texas drawl, I melt. And then, I also cut my teeth on TV westerns back in the 60s and 70s. So it's no wonder that I write historical western romance. I've certainly had enough inspiration.
E.E.: What is the first story you remember writing?
Linda: The first one I remember clearly was a short story I wrote as a writing assignment in the 10th grade. The title was The Sugar Bowl and it was about an ant colony that decided to pay football in ... you guessed it -- the sugar bowl. Let me tell you, it was exciting stuff. It earned me a B grade though. I'm very glad I switched to romance. Probably was an excellent decision.
E.E.: If you couldn’t be a writer
anymore, what profession would you take up?
Linda: This is easy. Either a
librarian or the owner of a bookstore. I have to be connected to books. The
written word is in my blood. When I was in junior high, I was chosen to be a
junior librarian assistant because of being an honor student. I remember how
thrilled I was to sit behind the desk and record the books my classmates
checked out. I wore a big grin that entire semester.
Linda: I won the prestigious National
Readers' Choice Award for The Cowboy Who Came Calling. That was such a thrill.
I felt like I was on top of the world. But that was no comparison to making the
New York Times and USA Today bestselling list. I have new goals and dreams now.
I want to win the RITA Award, Romance Writers of America's highest pinnacle.
E.E.: Let's talk about your new book. What one thing about Cooper
Thorne drives Delta Dandridge crazy and visa versa?
Linda: Cooper Thorne's ease in knowing
exactly what to say in order to raise her dander is the main thing that gets
under Delta's skin. She always feels like he's self-assured and in control no
matter the situation and that makes her mad enough to spit. Delta Dandridge's boundless
enthusiasm and zeal to accomplish things that more often than not gets her into
trouble just drives Cooper nuts. She simply won't listen to him.
E.E.: What could we find in Delta
Dandridge’s purse?
Linda: A few pieces of lint and
fourteen cents which is everything to her name. She puts her future on the line
when she headed west to marry Cooper Thorne. So when she discovers she's been duped,
she's devastated. All the security and a chance for love at last disappears
like a puff of smoke.
E.E.: Do you have a favorite “love” word?
Linda: Darlin' is my favorite love word. And it's no wonder seeing as how that's what my husband used to call me in his deep Sam Eliott voice and pulled me close. He's passed on but I still get all mushy inside when I hear the word. All my cowboy heroes call their lady loves that. It can certainly put me in the mood for kissing and cuddling. Oh, man!
Linda: Darlin' is my favorite love word. And it's no wonder seeing as how that's what my husband used to call me in his deep Sam Eliott voice and pulled me close. He's passed on but I still get all mushy inside when I hear the word. All my cowboy heroes call their lady loves that. It can certainly put me in the mood for kissing and cuddling. Oh, man!
Today Linda will give away a copy of her new book, Texas Mail Order Bride, to one lucky reader. Just leave a comment and enter the raffle.
What is your favorite type of historical romance? Is it English royalty, the American West, Regencies, or some other?