Welcome to Christmas, Wyoming! Where the Bachelors Are About to Get the Surprise of Their Lives!

Have you ever visited a little town that seemed to be disappearing right before your eyes? Empty storefronts, houses sitting vacant, and fewer children playing in the streets? Well, that's what's happening in Christmas, Wyoming, a tiny town nestled in the foothills of the Bighorn Mountains.

And Mrs. Harriet Fenwick isn't having any of it!

You see, Christmas was once a bustling little community. But as nearby Sheridan grew, families began moving away. After all, Sheridan had a railroad, more shops, and all sorts of modern conveniences. The young people followed, taking their hopes, dreams, and marriageable daughters with them.

Which left Christmas with a rather serious problem. Too many bachelors and not enough brides!

Now, most people might look at the situation and throw up their hands. But Harriet Fenwick isn't most people.

She's the mayor's wife, proprietor of the Fenwick Hotel, and, if you ask anyone who knows her, the person who reallyruns Christmas. Her husband, Mayor Orson Fenwick, is a dear man, but he's so nearsighted he can barely tell who's standing across the street.

Harriet, on the other hand, doesn't miss a thing. Especially when it comes to the town's unmarried gentlemen. 

Harriet has three very dear friends: Prudence Bellwether, the church organist; Nettie Pomeroy, a retired schoolteacher; and Matilda Pickle, the town baker. Together, these four ladies have decided that Christmas needs saving. And how does one save a dying little western town?

Why, with weddings, of course!

Weddings lead to families. Families lead to children. Children mean the schoolhouse might someday

have more than seven pupils again, and those empty shops and houses might find new occupants.

It's a perfectly sensible plan. There's just one little problem. The bachelors don't know about it.

Without consulting a single gentleman, Harriet and her friends contact the Sisters Mail-Order Bride Company in Chicago and arrange for six young women to travel west.

Six brides for six bachelors! And because Harriet believes Christmas presents ought to be surprises, she's decided these particular gentlemen will receive the biggest Christmas surprises of their lives.

Wives! Of course, the brides have been told their prospective husbands are expecting them. Oh, dear.

First, there's Sheriff Conrad MacRae, a handsome, red-haired Scotsman who keeps the peace in Christmas. He's quite good at spotting trouble. Unfortunately, he hasn't spotted the four elderly ladies plotting his future.

Then there's Hunter Wainwright, a cattle rancher who lives outside town. His older brother James, the local preacher, is convinced Hunter isn't ready for marriage.

Wouldn't it be amusing if James found himself in the same predicament?

There's also Buck Rawlins, who runs the livery stable and blacksmith shop; Dr. Walker Hensley, who tends to the town's aches and ailments; and Emmett Calderwood, who operates a small sawmill.

And last, but certainly not least, there's Reverend James Wainwright himself.

Six perfectly respectable gentlemen.

Six unsuspecting bachelors.

And six ladies on their way to Christmas, Wyoming!

What could possibly go wrong?

The first three brides arrive just in time for Thanksgiving.

Glory Saunders has come west to marry Sheriff Conrad MacRae. Maggie Lewis is destined for rancher Hunter Wainwright. And Nora Brooks is supposed to become Mrs. Buck Rawlins. Naturally, Harriet invites everyone to Thanksgiving dinner at the Fenwick Hotel. She even arranges the seating so each young lady sits directly across from her intended husband. How thoughtful!

The ladies begin asking questions. Glory wants to know about Conrad's work as sheriff. Maggie is curious about Hunter's ranch. Nora takes an interest in Buck's blacksmith shop.

The gentlemen, meanwhile, are rather pleased to have the attention of three pretty newcomers. They haven't the faintest idea what's going on. And Harriet? She's delighted.

There's also the matter of six identical red silk scarves she's purchased for her bachelors. Harriet insists they wear them whenever they come to town. A harmless little gift, don't you think?

Well, perhaps not entirely.

My newest historical western romance, To Conrad, begins this six-book Christmas adventure.

Conrad MacRae has a good life. He's respected, has a steady position as sheriff, and lives among people he considers family. There's just one thing missing. A wife.

Not that Conrad has anything against marriage. Quite the opposite! But when a town has been losing its young women for years, what's a bachelor supposed to do?

Then Glory Saunders arrives.

She's pretty, intelligent, curious, and seems genuinely interested in getting to know him.

For a man who hasn't had much opportunity to court a woman, this is a rather pleasant development.

There's just one thing Conrad doesn't know.

Glory has traveled all the way to Wyoming to marry him.

And Glory doesn't know that Conrad has never heard of their supposed arrangement.

Now, you'd think a sheriff would be the first person to uncover a scheme of this magnitude.

But then, Conrad has never gone up against Harriet Fenwick and her friends!

If you enjoy sweet historical western romances, meddling matchmakers, small-town shenanigans, handsome cowboys, and happy endings, I hope you'll visit Christmas, Wyoming.

The series begins with To Conrad, followed by To Hunter, To Buck, To Walker, To Emmett, and To James.

Each story follows a different couple, but together they tell the story of a little town determined to survive, four women determined to save it, and six bachelors who are about to discover that Christmas presents sometimes come wrapped in wedding plans!

To Conrad, Book One of Christmas, Wyoming's Mail-Order Christmas, is available now!

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And tell me, dear readers, if you lived in Christmas, Wyoming, would you help Harriet and her friends with their matchmaking scheme? Or would you warn those poor bachelors before it was too late?

Merry reading!

Kit Morgan