Contemporary Cowboy Romance 3 Book Box Set

Contemporary Cowboy Romance 3 Book Box Set

by Amelia Rose


Publisher Cowboy Romance Dept,Gold Crown Press

Published in Romance/Western, Literature & Fiction/Westerns, Literature & Fiction/Contemporary, Romance, Literature & Fiction

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Book Description


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Heart-warming contemporary cowboy romance 3 book box set. Critics describe this set as a superb collection of romantic stories which show strong women in difficult situations.

Marlene is one of the Red O’Connor’s kids and she’s got her dad’s fiery temper. Itching for something bigger, she left the family ranch in Texas and hasn’t been back for a while. Now, for the first time in months, she’s back on vacation where she meets Curtis Copeland who is working as a ranch hand on Circle O. The last thing Marlene wants is any form of relationship, she has a full life already and it’s not on the farm. Curtis has different ideas though; he’s waited ten years to finally have Marlene and fate or destiny delivered her to him. Yet everything seems to be working against them. Marlene’s family is dead set against the relationship and Curtis harbors a ten year old secret that can tear them apart. Whether they will be able to overcome the obstacles to be together is a question neither Marlene nor Curtis can answer.

Sample Chapter

“Are you sure you read the email right, Miranda?” Gracie asked, for what had to have been the fourth time. “And the date’s correct?”

“Yes, Gracie,” Miranda replied once again, forcing herself to remember to speak nicely. Here they were, in the infamous West for only a matter of hours, and already her sister was getting on her nerves, peppering her with questions when she was already nervous. “I’ve spoken with the guy in the bus station, remember? He told me this was the correct day and we were on the correct bus. Whoever was supposed to pick us up from the station is just late.” She continued to fan herself forcefully, wishing more than anything that she could take off her thick overcoat to get some relief from the unbelievable heat, but what kind of first impression would that make if she showed up dirty and stained from the bus ride? She had chosen this outfit specifically because not only did it look pretty, but it also looked responsible and powerful. It was an outfit that said, “I’ve taken all the crap I plan to take from people, so don’t even start.” So she sat to wait.

And wait. More than once, Miranda entertained the idea of going into one of the two buildings closest to the fairly good-sized station, as one was clearly a shop of some kind and the other looked to be some sort of restaurant. But looking at the patrons leaving the shop loaded down with fifty pound sacks of feed, she wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t be in the way. That left the restaurant.

“Let’s go, Gracie. We can get something to eat and at least get out of this heat and into the shade.” Miranda walked ahead of Gracie, after asking the guy behind the counter in the bus station if he would guard their suitcases, leaving her teenaged sister to scamper after her. It only took a moment to realize their mistake.

As the two ladies pushed open the half-door and stepped into the darkened tavern, Miranda immediately threw one delicately gloved hand over Gracie’s eyes, pinning the girl’s head to her own chest to prevent her from seeing the display taking place inside. Not only were half the men wearing barely more than undershirts hanging out of filthy, ill-cut pants, but two sad-looking girls—no doubt around Gracie’s age—were doing what could only pass for dancing in this town as the unwashed, undressed men stared on. That alone was bad enough, but the fact that the girls had on almost no clothing, their bare breasts on display as the men leered, was horrifying.

Miranda wasted no time in turning them around and barreling out the door, letting it slam shut on its rusty spring without caring for the fine fabric of her power outfit. Gracie blinked at the harsh sunlight when Miranda released her eyes, then visibly shuddered.

“What kind of place is this?” she asked quietly. “Are those girls all right?”

“Yes, Gracie, I’m very sorry you saw that. Believe it or not, those girls have chosen to work here. At least, I hope they’ve chosen to.” Miranda pulled herself up to her usual formal posture and turned on her heel, eager to put as much distance between that den of Gomorrah and their physical bodies as possible.

She didn’t make it very far. Before she could take a full step, she found herself pressed against another person, this one very much a man if the solid wall of muscle beneath where her hands had landed was any indication. She immediately pulled her hands away from the man’s chest, but he gripped both of her elbows tightly and pulled her impossibly closer to keep her from falling backward. Even that type of physical contact was too scary, especially from a stranger. Miranda wrenched herself away with a stomp on the unsuspecting man’s foot and a forceful shove to his chest, only to find herself staggering backward until she lost her footing and fell, landing unceremoniously on her bottom in the dirt. Her eyes traveled up from his broken in and scuffed boots to his well-worn jeans until finally she found herself looking up at his tanned skin and dark eyes, shaded by a weather-beaten cowboy hat. The whole image would have been almost funny, like a walking cliche, if he hadn’t been so damn gorgeous.

The most alarming thing about him was the complete lack of emotion on his face. Miranda, of course, expected chivalry and apologies but given the scene inside the bar, she could have also understood a debasing, slovenly grin. But this man was blank.

“Oh, no! Miranda!” Gracie cried, throwing herself down beside Miranda and inspecting the damage. Miranda glared up at the man who had all but thrown her to the ground, glowering fiercely and readying herself to scream for the cops, as Gracie turned red in the face and balled up her fists before yelling, “Who do you think you are?”


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Amelia Rose

Amelia Rose

Amelia is a shameless romance addict with no intentions of ever kicking the habit. Growing up she dreamed of entertaining people and taking them on fantastical journeys with her acting abilities, until she came to the realization as a college sophomore that she had none to speak of. Another ten years would pass before she discovered a different means to accomplishing the same dream: writing stories of love and passion for addicts just like herself.Amelia has always loved romance stories and she tries to tie all the elements she likes about them into her writing.

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