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Tuesday, January 26, 2016

The Stuck-Up Governess by Susan Horsnell.

Today I am pleased to share book information from an author I discovered two months ago. I began reading the American Mail-Order Bride Series in November 2015 and loved each book. One of my favorites was Cora: Bride of South Dakota by Susan Horsnell. Since then I have read more of Susan's books and found each enjoyable. I'm happy to introduce you today to Susan's book The Stuck-Up Governess. I'm sure you will also find it an enjoyable read. 

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Charlotte Campbell is a beautiful 22 year old who has spent her life, since the age of 6, in boarding school in Boston. She has been raised as a lady and taught to keep her nose in the air and her manners impeccable. Neither her mother nor her father wanted her at home and her father didn’t want her at all!
When her mother passes she returns to the family home in Tulsa in the hopes she can stay and care for her father. Her father has other ideas and Charlotte is forced to leave.
When she answers an advertisement as a Governess on a ranch outside Fort Stockton her life becomes all that she’s dreamed until an unwelcome visitor snatches her from the man that she loves.
The race is on for Charlotte to be found before she perishes in a dark cave outside Lambert! Will Harrison find the stuck up governess he has fallen in love with?




Excerpt:
“Do ya know where ya luggage is?” Harrison asked Charlotte.
“I have five large trunks that the guard said would be placed in the luggage room to await collection” Charlotte explained.
“Five! Lucky I brought the buckboard then ma’am. Let’s go see if we can find ‘em”
Harrison took Charlotte’s arm by the elbow to lead her to where her trunks should be but Charlotte shook his hand free. “I am quite capable of walking without your help thank you” she told Harrison primly.
Harrison; usually a gentle, easy going man; became annoyed at her attitude. “As ya wish ma’am” he said and strode on ahead. Charlotte had to almost run to keep up and she arrived at the luggage room out of breath.
She noticed her trunks stacked against the wall. “Those are mine” she pointed out as she attempted to catch her breath.
Harrison nodded and, leaving her standing in the middle of the room, he walked over to talk with the porter. “Could ya please ask ya men if they could help me get them five trunks onto me buckboard out front?”
“Certainly sir” the porter replied and called over three of his men.
The trunks were loaded and Harrison gave the porter and his men a few coins for their help before he went in search of Charlotte. He found her sitting on a chair in the far corner of the room and walked over to her.
“Ma’am; if’n ya ready ya luggage is loaded and the buckboard’s out front”
Charlotte nodded and stood up. She noticed Harrison begin to reach out his arm to escort her out to the front but he quickly thought better of it, lowered his arm, and walked out of the building. Charlotte was beginning to regret being so rude.
Charlotte followed Harrison as fast as she could and by the time she got out front she saw him sitting on the seat of the buckboard with the reins in his hands. She walked over and, lifting her skirts, she attempted to climb in. She lifted one leg and bounced on the other but she just couldn’t seem to get her skirts out of the way to get up onto the seat. Before she knew what was happening she lost her balance, and with a loud thud, she landed on her backside in the dust.
Harrison watched with amusement as Charlotte attempted to climb into the buckboard but he knew any offer to help her would probably be rejected so he stayed where he was. When she landed on her backside in the dust; it took all of his control not to burst into laughter. He watched as she sat with a stunned look on her face and then burst into tears.
“Would ya like some help Miss Campbell?” he asked gently.
“Yes please” she sobbed as she sat in the dust. Harrison quickly jumped down from his seat and went to her side. He lifted her up from the ground like she weighed no more than a feather and held her to him as she sobbed.
“I’m sorry Mr Tate. I’m tired, I’m dirty, I’m hungry and I’m scared” Charlotte confessed through her tears.
Harrison pushed her back and looked down into her face. “Let’s get ya to the ranch and ya can have a bath, somethin’ to eat and a sleep” He placed his fingers under her chin and tilted her face up to look at him. “Ya have nothin’ to be scared of here I promise ya” He took a handkerchief from his pocket and began wiping away her tears. “Ya ready to go?”
Charlotte nodded and he lifted her up onto the seat of the waiting buckboard. He climbed in beside her, lifted the reins and set off towards the ranch; Charlotte’s new home.



I grew up in the Western Suburbs of Sydney in the 50's and 60's and have always been a fan of Cowboys, Indians and Outlaws.

During my years as a nurse I would write down ideas and when I retired five years ago I finally published my first book - The Glenmore's: Revenge. This developed into a four part series.

Since then I have published a further eleven Western Romance books and one contemporary. My westerns are set in Texas, USA during the 19th century and my contemporary in Sydney, Australia. 

When I am not writing I enjoy walking our dogs with my husband and travelling.

#Western Romance #Governess #Wild West



Sunday, January 24, 2016

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Three of the seventh Kellie Conley paranormal mystery, Sinister Awakenings.

“You expect me to be calm? A young woman is dead. Thomas killed her. A young man believed he committed a heinous crime, and he’s dead, too. How many more people have to die before I stop Thomas. Lance can’t do this alone. 

Sunday, January 17, 2016

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Two of the seventh Kellie Conley paranormal mystery, Sinister Awakenings.

“No,” Kellie insisted. “I did decide to stop dealing with spirits, but Thomas involved me by trying to attack Claudia. He blames me and won’t stop until he kills me and people I love in the process. We have to get rid of him. I’ll help this last time.” She tried to smile but worry tugged at her heart. 

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from the seventh Kellie Conley paranormal mystery, Sinister Awakenings.

“How long has it been this way,” she gasped trying to catch her breath.
“The first 911 call came in approximately thirty minutes ago,” Mike answered.
Kellie began to cross the street when Max grabbed her arm.
“You can’t go any closer. We don’t know what it is.”
“I do,” Kellie answered, "and I also know how to stop it.”  

Thursday, October 8, 2015

New Release DARK CORRIDORS

The sixth Kellie Conley mystery is a stand alone novel. 

A romantic outing with Kellie's boyfriend draws them both into another ghostly mystery. Will dealing with spirits at a girl's dormitory pull them closer or drive Max away? Taylor and Hunter join them in this new adventure. 

A second ghostly sighting at the local museum pulls Kellie and her friends into one more mystery. A spirit from 1850 and an accident victim missing an arm make for a strange encounter. 

Will Kellie survive this spirit battle? Will Taylor finally reach her breaking point? Both young women face life altering circumstances.


Available on Amazon

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Six Sentence Sunday


The following six sentences are from Chapter Five of the sixth Kellie Conley mystery, Dark Corridors, due out Fall/Winter 2015. Enjoy.  
 She pulled the amulet out of her pocket. 
“This is for you. Wear it at all times. It’ll keep the spirits from bothering you especially while you sleep.”
“They can do that?” He stared at her waiting for an answer.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Four of the sixth Kellie Conley mystery, Dark Corridors, due out Fall/Winter 2015. Enjoy.  
“Please sir, tell Miss Kellie to come back to Ivory House. Our headmistress, Miss Gertrude, won’t let us leave. We’re not happy, and Lila cries all the time. Please tell Miss Kellie that my name is Cora, and I need her help.”
“Oh yeah, right,” Lance mumbled and he walked toward her.

“Thank you, sir,” Cora smiled and faded.