Showing posts with label P. A. Estelle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label P. A. Estelle. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

New Series: SWEETHEARTS OF JUBILEE SPRINGS

Today on Blog Tour Tuesday,
 Sweet Americana Sweethearts blog is happy to announce a new historical romance series.

Introducing…

We are kicking off this series with four novellas as shown above. We’ll tell you a little more about each book later. First, here is a little bit about the series:


Now, we introduce each of the first four books:

Book 1.           Perfectly Mismatched by Linda Carroll-Bradd

     Shame over her father’s arrest sends socialite Aurelia Northcliffe running for a new home and a new name. After she makes sure her younger sister is secure, she travels west to become a mail-order bride in Jubilee Springs, CO. Not only is she shocked at the size of the tiny mining town, the men she’s matched with make her second guess her decision. One potential groom is much too unsophisticated and the other much too discerning--even if he’s the one who makes her feel safe.
     Mine Manager Declan MacNeill prides himself on following rules to the letter. Initially resistant to the upcoming bride event, he remembers his short marriage in Ireland and realizes what he’s been missing. His first sight of his potential bride sets his protective instincts on high alert. Everything about her behavior indicates she’s keeping secrets. And Declan is determined on finding out why.

You may purchase this book from Amazon by CLICKING HERE.


Book 2.          Ellen’s Lesson by Patricia PacJac Carroll  
     

            She's a blond, blue-eyed beauty. (Well, not exactly.) He's a handsome, prosperous gentleman from a good family. (Yeah, not so much.) With their letters at odds, what will Tyler and Ellen do when they meet and discover the truth? It's a mail order bride mess.
            Ellen Barker feared her life was destined for the lonely outcome of a spinster school teacher. An advertisement in the paper asking for women to go to Colorado as mail order brides caught her attention. A few letters later, she was betrothed to Tyler Fletcher. A handsome upstanding citizen of Jubilee Springs.
            Tyler Fletcher needed to be married before he was twenty-eight. That's what his pappy had told him. That the mine owners sent off for some mail order brides for the miners was perfect timing. He got hold of one. The perfect lady for him. Pretty, blond and blue-eyed. A woman of high society.
                At least that is what his partner, Nels, told him. Once Tyler had some time, he was going to have to learn to read and write.
                From the moment Ellen met Tyler, she knew she'd disappointed him, and it wasn't as if he'd been the prize she was expecting either. He didn't want her. She would be left alone again. Maybe ...


You may purchase this book from Amazon by CLICKING HERE.


Book 3.          Aaron’s Annulment Bride by Zina Abbott


     Aaron Brinks, son of the Jubilee Springs mercantile owners, has been living in a small room above his parents’ store even though he is employed at the Prosperity Mine. When the mine owners announce they have contacted a mail order bride agency, and will allot company houses to the first ten miners who choose a bride and pay her way, he decides it is time for a house of his own.
     Shy Andrea Draper must escape her father’s ranch. Her father has discouraged all potential suitors because he does not want to lose his unpaid housekeeper, laundress, and the cook for him and his men. Then there is the problem of Lloyd McCreary, her father’s foreman.
     Learning her friend intends to go to Jubilee Springs as a mail order bride, going with her seems Andrea’s only option for escape. She agrees to marry Aaron even though she knows she is not worthy to be any man’s wife. While trying to convince him to be married in name only until he gains title to his house, at which time they can annul the marriage, Andrea’s father shows up to drag her home against her will.
     Learning what he is up against, Aaron must decide if it is just the house he wants, or if he wants Andrea.

You may purchase this book from Amazon by CLICKING HERE.


Book 4.          The Sheriff and the Miner’s Daughter by P. A. Estelle

      Jim Hawkins, sheriff of Jubilee Springs, watches as six ladies get off the train, ready to meet and hopefully marry men from the Prosperity Mine.  He watches as one of the women leaves the group and heads his way.
     She is there to find somebody.  Sheriff  Hawkins is more than happy to help her until he finds out the person is Amos Lehman.  He is a crusty old miner who has worked his mine before the town was even a town.  His cabin is old and hardly enough room for one, let alone a female.
     When Jim suggests she get back on the train and go back where she came from, he gets a small taste of the stubborness in the beautiful young woman standing in front of him.  Charlene Lehman had come way too far to do that and didn’t appreciate the sheriff’s interference.  Blue eyes scan him from boots to hat before dismissing him and walking away.
     The Sheriff’s interest is piqued.  Who is this girl?  Why is she looking for some old miner?  There is more to this story and Jim Hawkins intends to find the answers.

You may purchase this book from Amazon by CLICKING HERE.

This series is designed to be a collection of shorter novellas running between 20K to 25K words each, although some will run longer. Each will introduce you to new characters, plus mention long-standing residents of Jubilee Springs and the surrounding area. Each is a stand-alone story, but you may enjoy reading all of them in order.

All these books should be on their preorder sale price of 99 cents through TODAY. If you have not already ordered yours, please do so before they return to their regular price of $1.99 each. Also, all books will be available on Kindle Unlimited for at least 90 days after publication.

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Two additional books are scheduled to be published in the next two weeks, and several in the weeks to follow. Watch for their preorder sale price of 99 cents each. Once the books are published, they will resume to their regular price of $1.99.

We hope this series brings you many hours of pleasurable reading.


Monday, March 6, 2017

The Keating Saloon Duel



The Keating Saloon Duel

The Town of Florence was founded in 1866 and is the sixth-oldest non-Native American settlement in the state of Arizona.  It’s a small town of approximately 25,000 people.  According to The Territorial News........

In 1888 the most famous gunfight in the history of Florence took place between Sheriff Pete Gabriel and his longtime deputy, Joe Phy.

Florence was the county seat and Pete Gabriel was the sheriff.  He was a handsome man with his twisted mustache and goatee, free-handed with his money, and widely liked.  He was also deadly quick and accurate with his single-action revolver.  Among the gunfighters of Arizona none were better tan he, and Joe Phy was his deputy.  Joe was a big man and rugged of frame.

Gabriel and Phy rode together time and time again on dangerous hunts.  They shared blankets, dry camps and hardships while fighting side by side!


Then politics brought a rift in their friendship and the day came when the deputy ran for office against his former boss.  It was an extremely bitter campaign with accusations and lies from both sides.  Election day came and Gabriel was re-elected.  Phy, sure that the election was rigged, came to hate his old friend until he couldn’t stand it anymore.

One night Gabriel was in Keating’s Saloon.  Phy pushed the door open and yelled, “Pete, I’m going home after my six-shooter and I’m coming back to fight it out with you.  Get ready while I’m gone.”
According to accounts Gabriel answered quietly, “All right, Joe.  I’ll be here when you come back.”  Gabriel ordered a whiskey and, his back to the door, downed his drink.  

The saloon doors flew open and Phy stood there gun in hand.  Shots were fired.  Each man stepped toward the other and more shots rang out.  A bloody Joe Phy was on his knees and Pete Gabriel, also covered in blood, barely stood.  “I can’t get up,” Joe coughed.  “Get down here and we’ll finish it with knives.”


“I guess we’ve both of us got enough,” the sheriff muttered and staggered out through the door to lie all night in a near-by corral.  Joe Phy died on that saloon floor and Pete Gabriel lived for two more years with a bullet through his kidneys.

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As my last story took place in the Arizona Territory, and my current work in progress is located in Arizona (shhhhh, it’s a contemporary), I like to do posts that happen in this state.  Arizona has lots of history and it’s fun doing the research.  I hope you enjoyed this little tidbit about the town of Florence!

Chase’s Story – Book 10 of Grandma’s Wedding Quilts



A little teaser….

     “Well what are you doing back here, old man? You have your very own ranch. That’s my dream!”

     “You better hobble them lips boy!” Another fit of coughing took July’s words. When he was done, he squinted at Chase. “You ever been to the Arizona Territory?” Chase shook his head. “In the summer it’s hotter than blue blazes. Damn near sweated the life right out of me the one and only time I was there in them months. That’s why I come back here every spring. Guess the cool and cold suit me better.”

     “What’s happening with your brother’s place?”

     “Foreman’s name is Ed Durbin. He’s watching it. Good man who’s been there a few years. Guess I need to find me some fool idiot that wants to live in Hell and sell it.”

     Chase sat up quickly. “I might be that idiot, July. I’ve dang near put away every cent I’ve been paid while working here. What are you looking to get for it?”

     July laid against his saddle and blew smoke rings in the air. He was the most easy-going man Chase had ever met. “I still got Ma and Pa’s place here in Missouri. Small cabin atwix a few trees. I go check on it every once in a while to make sure there ain’t no squatters.” July drew out a tin flask from his jacket and took a hardy swig. “Truth is, I got the long face from the doc not too long ago. Told me to give up my drinking and cigars.” Hard coughing took hold of him. “I’m dying anyway, why give up the only two things I like?”

     “July, I’m sorry. You should be resting, not out here in the cold night air.”

     “That’s a fact.” The old man looked at the stars. “When we get back, you and me’ll sit down and do some figuring. The only money I’ll be needed is enough to keep me in my two favorite things for a few more months. I’ll make my mark on the papers my bother give me and you’ll be a ranch owner your own self.”

     Chase stared at the old cuss of a man. He didn’t know what to say.

     “Shall we shake on it?” July asked, leaning on his elbow, holding out his hand.