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      Katy Madison invites you to her

       Wild West Weddings

       Mail-order brides for three hard-working, hard-living men!

      Three penniless East Coast ladies are prepared to give up everything they know for the lure of the West. Will they find new beginnings, new families and eventual happiness as mail-order brides?

      Their advertisements answered, three rugged frontiersmen await their new brides—with eagerness and not a little trepidation!

      What have they all let themselves in for?

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      Anna’s story in

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      This is the last story of three friends working in a Connecticut cotton mill who decide to become mail-order brides when the Civil War causes the mill to close. California was booming at the time, and was little affected by the war, but there was a severe shortage of women. According to census rolls, men outnumbered women by approximately seven to one—so it was no surprise that many men decided to advertise for brides in the East, where women were far more plentiful.

      After the exchange of a few letters, couples made the commitment to marry. Taking a complete leap of faith, mail-order brides travelled for months to reach virtual strangers who would become their husbands.

      This is the story of Selina and John, and it begins with their marriage on the day they meet in person for the first time—a situation that must have been awkward and scary, especially when they both arrive at the altar with baggage from their past.

      I hope you enjoy their story.

      Visit me on the web at katymadison.com or on facebook.com/katmadison.

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      Katy Madison

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      Award-winning KATY MADISON loves stories. At the age of eight Katy went to her mother and begged for a new book to read. Her frustrated mother handed her a romance novel and Katy fell in love with the genre. Now she gets to live the glamorous life of a romance writer, which mostly means she stays in her pyjamas all day and never uses an alarm clock. Visit her at katymadison.com.

      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

      Owner of general store looking for a wife to start a family.

      Stockton, California, August 1862

      Selina Montgomery stood at the altar, marrying the man she’d first laid eyes on that morning. Early afternoon sunlight streamed in through plain glass windows illuminating unused wooden benches and a bare plank floor. The empty church echoed the hollowness inside her.

      Hardly believing the ceremony was happening so quickly, she stole a glance at her groom. Upon her first sight of him, she hadn’t believed this could possibly be the distant man with whom she’d exchanged letters. Convinced a less virile specimen would step forward and claim her, she’d kept looking past his tall, broad-shouldered frame for her fiancé.

      His smooth, low delivery of his vows made her shiver. She was soon to become Mrs. John Bench. But with each step closer to the completion of the marriage ceremony a knot tightened in her stomach.

      She’d thought a man who had to advertise for a wife would have serious shortcomings as a suitor. In her mind what she offered as a wife was supposed to be an even exchange. Her looks, her willingness to work, her loyalty were supposed to balance out the drawbacks she brought to the table, but he wasn’t a man who needed to make concessions to land a wife.

      Her voice shook as she parroted the minister. Her closed throat allowed only a thin warble through.

      John’s hand cupped her elbow, offering support. Support she didn’t deserve. He’d been nothing but perfect since she’d stepped off the stagecoach. He’d shielded her from the barrage of questions that assaulted her from the townsmen following her wild arrival. He’d guided her away from the pandemonium to a dressmaker’s quiet parlor, where he’d left her while he retrieved her luggage. The soothing darkness of the room and the comfort of a cold glass


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