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Taming the Wild West

By: Dort Wesley, Joannie Kay, Laurel Joseph
Published By: Blushing Press
Copyright: 2014 by Blushing Books and Joannie Kay, Laurel Joseph and Dort Wesley
3 Novellas / 71,000 words
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TAMING THE WILD WEST, ONE FIERY BRIDE AT A TIME is a compilation of stories by Laurel Joseph, Dort Wesley, and Joannie Kay, featuring feisty women who struggled to find the one right man who was capable of taming them, and loving them as they longed to be loved.

In Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley, JT Zane hires a detective to help him find his runaway teenage sister, but when JT learns Sam Prescott is really a Samantha, he is furious and thinks the young woman needs a spanking in the worst way. As Sam helps him track Julie, JT finds himself falling helplessly in love, but Sam refuses to acknowledge the attraction she feels for him. JT is devastated when she runs away, and he is determined to find Sam, and learn what it is she is hiding from.

Joannie Kay tells three separate stories of love in Tucker's Frustration. Tucker Warren is in love with Victoria Lawrence, but all the two do is fight. She owns the town's one and only saloon, and it is a source of never-ending trouble for the Sheriff. He also has a niece who is forever pulling pranks with the help of her friend, Caroline. Once the two younger women are married, perhaps Tucker will be able to turn in his badge and deal with Victoria in the way his heart desires.

Upholding the Law by Laurel Joseph tells the story of Mac Keller and the undercover marshal who is nearly lynched on Keller land. JC Porter is grateful to the lovely woman for saving his life, but if she were his, he would spank her for putting herself in such a dangerous situation.

Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley

Chapter One

"What kind of joke is this?" JT Zane felt the familiar burning on the back of his neck that signaled his famous temper was on the rise. "I hired a Sam Prescott!"

"I am Sam Prescott," the tiny female replied, turning up her chin so she could bravely meet the tall man's fiery blue eyes.

"You. Are. A. Female!" JT all but roared, enunciating each word separately and clearly.

"The female you hired, Mr. Zane," she calmly replied.

"No one said anything about you being a female," he declared. "Our agreement is off."

"Fine. Pay me the five hundred dollars you owe me and I will be on my way and you can find someone else to locate your sister," Sam told him.

"Pay you? What for? You haven't done anything except waste my time." JT drew himself up to his full height of well over six feet and looked down at the tiny figure before him, his distaste for her evident in his expressive blue eyes. Why, the chit couldn't be much older than his little sister. She was dressed like a man and had a gun strapped around her slim hips. Someone needed to take her in hand, and he almost wished he were the someone.

"Waste your time?" Sam sputtered indignantly. "You are the one who telegraphed me, mister. I expect to receive the fee I was promised."

"Absolutely not," JT refused. "You should have told me you aren't a man."

"I repeat, Mr. Zane, you contacted me. Someone had to recommend me to you, and if they did that, then they knew for sure and certain I'm a female. Just how did you hear about me?" she asked curiously.

JT swore under his breath, and then stated honestly, "Judge Homer Gaston is a longtime family friend. He said you could help me find Julie."

Sam smiled. "I know Judge Gaston. I rescued his grandson, Petey, from kidnappers."

"How?" JT frowned. "You're the size of a ten year old."

"I assure you, Mr. Zane, my size does not deter me from getting the job done," she said coldly, and JT could see he'd managed to offend her. She looked him in the eye, then said, "Make up your mind. If you don't need my services, there are others who do."

"Homer says you are the best for the job," JT mused aloud, clearly undecided.

"I am good at finding people," she acknowledged, nodding her head in agreement.

"Julie may not want to be found," he forced himself to admit.

"Why not?"

"She's mad at me."

"Why?"

"I can't see how that is any of your business, Miss Prescott."

"Sam," she corrected, wincing at the word Miss. "We'd better get one thing straight, Mr. Zane," she informed him. "If I am to find your sister, then I need to know everything there is to know about her. The question is, do you want me to find her or not?"

JT looked into the dark eyes, and then made a decision he hoped he wouldn't regret. "I need your help, Sam."

To his surprise, Sam smiled and then said softly, "This train station isn't the best place to talk. Let's go to the hotel and get a bite to eat and you can tell me all about Julie."

JT nodded in agreement, finding it hard to believe that he was actually hiring Sam Prescott. The girl needed a bath, for one thing, and someone to put her into some decent clothing. Her posterior wiggled temptingly in those tight britches she was wearing, and he'd observed more than one male eye giving her a second look. If he were given the responsibility for the hoyden, he would swat her soundly and burn every pair of pants she owned. Where was her father? Or an older brother? He wondered what type of family would permit such a young female to do what she was doing.

"Hey, Sam. Long time no see," the desk clerk called out cheerfully. "Where you been keeping yourself?"

"Working hard as usual, Tom. You got a room for me tonight?"

"Sure thing, Sam." He nodded, and then eyed JT speculatively. "You need a room, too, mister?"

"Yes," JT said shortly, positive the younger man was sizing him up.

"You just leave me your bag and I'll take it up to your room myself, sir. Sign the register after you and Sam eat and talk business. She'll find your loved one for you," he said with a sympathetic nod as he took JT's bag. "Ma made chicken and dumplings tonight, Sam. They're the best!"

"Don't I know it," Sam agreed. "Come on, Mr. Zane, before they're all gone!" Sam led the way into the crowded dining room, and then marched to a table in the corner. "We can talk here," she said as she sat down.

"Sammy, dear, how are you?" A plump woman with gray streaks in her black hair smiled pleasantly as she approached the table.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Collins. Tom says you have chicken and dumplings tonight."

"Sure do. Be right back." She hustled away, and JT looked after her in dismay.

"Don't worry. She'll bring you some, too."

"What if I don't want chicken and dumplings?"

"Then you'll go hungry." Sam grinned at him in real humor. "Mrs. Collins fixes one meal and you either eat it or starve."

"How does she stay in business?" JT asked speculatively.

"People like her cooking. Tell me about Julie." Sam changed the subject without warning, and JT got the impression she did it deliberately, hoping to catch him off guard.

"She's sixteen, very pretty. Blonde hair and blue eyes, medium height and build."

"All right, that's a physical description. Any scars or birthmarks that would help identify her?"

"No."

"Tell me what she likes and dislikes."

JT felt his face turn red, "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Sam raised one delicate eyebrow in surprise.

"Julie is my half-sister, Miss Prescott. We shared the same father, but I was raised by my maternal grandfather in New York. Apparently Julie was upset when our father died and she learned about me. She didn't seem to feel she needed a guardian, least of all a brother she'd never met."

"She ran away before or after you arrived in Wyoming?" Sam was all business.

"After," he conceded.

"You two argued?" She looked at him, trying to understand exactly what Julie was thinking when she ran away.

"Yes." JT struggled to control his temper. "Once again, Miss Prescott, I fail to see what these questions have to do with anything."

"I'm trying to think like Julie would, Mr. Zane," she explained. "What did you fight about?"

"Everything and anything. She's been given too much freedom, and I was attempting to correct the matter. She was seeing a boy who was after her inheritance, and I sent him packing."

"She ran away because you forbade her to see this boy." Sam nodded as if it made perfect sense to her. "Any chance they ran off together?"

"No. I already checked it out," he conceded, and then felt his mouth water as Mrs. Collins sat heaping plates of steaming hot food in front of them. She also had full glasses of milk, and a pot of coffee.

"I'll be back with desert in a bit," she promised as she hurried to wait on another table.

"Did Julie threaten to run away?"

"No."

"Did she leave a note?"

"Yes." He reluctantly pulled it from his pocket and then handed it to Sam. Sam took a large bite of chicken, and then read while she chewed:

JT, by the time you find this I'll be long gone. I hate you and I

refuse to stay and be treated like a child! Julie.

"Short and sweet," Sam muttered, and then looked across the table to ask, "Did you treat her like a child?"

"She is a child, Miss Prescott," he said firmly.

"That isn't what I'm asking and you know it." Sam had no patience for fools. "Did you treat Julie like a child, Mr. Zane?"

"I sent her to her room and promised to turn her over my knee if she persisted with her tantrum, Miss Prescott," he admitted with a frustrated growl and plenty of embarrassment.� He wasn't used to explaining himself to anyone, least of all a sassy little girl wearing men's clothing.

"She needed a hug and some understanding." Sam simply couldn't resist commenting.

"She needed a good spanking," JT argued heatedly.

"I am not going to find her so you can mistreat her, Mr. Zane. You will have to give me your word before I proceed any further."

"I want my sister back safe and sound, Miss Prescott. I have no intention of spanking her the second I set eyes on her." He paused, and then said quietly, "I am afraid for her. In spite of all her protestations, she is an innocent little girl."

Sam nodded in satisfaction. "I will find her."

"Where will we start?"

"We?" She looked at him in surprise.

"You certainly don't expect me to sit here and do nothing while you look for Julie?" he asked, shocked at the very idea.

"You'll slow me down, Mr. Zane, and Julie's already been missing for two weeks," Sam stated matter-of-factly.

"The only reason she has been missing for two weeks is because I don't know this country well enough to go after her, Miss Prescott. I need a guide."

"I am not a guide, mister!" Her brown eyes snapped with genuine anger. "I am a detective. I find missing people and bring them home. If you are with me, Julie could very well see us riding into town and bolt before we have a chance to speak to her."

"I'll take my chances, Miss Prescott. I have to find her."

"Is there more to this that you're not telling me?" Sam questioned.

"Isn't it enough that a sixteen year old girl is alone out there somewhere, Miss Prescott?" JT whispered, his guilt evident in his striking blue eyes. "If anything happens to Julie, it will be my fault."

"I will need a list of all of Julie's friends, the ones close to your ranch, and the ones who live farther away. Did she have much money with her?" Sam questioned quietly.

"Enough to take care of herself for at least six months, if she is careful," JT admitted. "There was a lot of cash in the safe."

"Did she take the train or stage out of Clearwater?"

"As nearly as I could conclude, she rode out on horseback."

Sam shook her head in understanding, getting a better picture of the young girl. She asked matter-of-factly, "Is she experienced with firearms, Mr. Zane?"

"She had a rifle with her, and I have been told she knows how to use it," JT replied stiffly, and then added, "I had the countryside searched, Miss Prescott. There was no sign of Julie whatsoever. No one admits to seeing her."

Sam nodded, and then smiled reassuringly, "I will find Julie, and I will even let you come along, provided you don't slow me down. If you start complaining, or can't hold up your end of things, then I'll leave you in my dust. Is that clear, Mr. Zane?"

JT was tempted to grab the aggravating female and shake her, but he controlled his temper and nodded tersely. "I will keep up, Miss Prescott."

To his surprise, she took some paper and a pencil from her jacket and started writing. When she was finished, she handed him the sheet. "This is what we will need for several days on the trail, Mr. Zane. Fill this list and meet me in front of the livery stable at daybreak." Without another word, she got to her feet and marched from the room.

"Sammy decide to help you, mister?" Mrs. Collins asked sympathetically as she walked over to the table.

"Yes." He forced himself to speak politely and not tell the woman it was none of her business.

The plump woman smiled, and then patted his shoulder, before confiding, "She found my Tom and brung him home after him and his pa had a set-to. I was scared I would never see my boy again, but little Sammy fixed everything. You just trust her, and everything will work out for the best."

JT spent the rest of the afternoon filling the list of supplies, and getting a decent mount for himself. He also bought a packhorse to carry extra supplies just in case it was needed, and was waiting for Sam when she appeared at the first sign of daylight.

Sam quickly ran experienced eyes over the stallion the man had purchased, and noted the pack animal with raised eyebrows. "You know your horseflesh, Mr. Zane," she acknowledged.

JT didn't bother to tell her that he bred horses for a living. "Are you ready to leave, Miss Prescott?" he asked skeptically.

Sam nodded, and to his surprise, she walked over to the spirited black stallion that JT had been admiring as he waited for her to arrive, and then she vaulted onto its back and headed out of town.

JT quickly mounted, then hurried after the feisty female. "Would you mind telling me where we are headed, Miss Prescott?"

"First of all, the name is Sam; I don't like being called Miss," she said sharply. "And since we are going to be traveling together, I am going to call you JT. I don't much hold with formalities."

"Fine, Sam." He easily accepted her terms. He didn't care all that much for formality, either, and it was silly to call a female who dressed like a man by Miss. "Where are we headed?" JT repeated his earlier question.

"To Rock Falls."

"I've already checked there," he protested.

Sam nodded, "I know you did, but all my instincts tell me that is the place to start."

"Look, Sam�"

"No, you look, JT," Sam said as she turned to face him "You hired me to find Julie, and that puts me in charge. I am not going to explain every move I make, and if that bothers you, then say so right now and we will call this whole thing off."

JT felt the heat rise on the back of his neck. "Are you always so damned prickly?" he growled.

"I won't have you questioning my decisions, JT."

JT clamped his jaws together so tightly they ached, but he kept his mouth shut and rode alongside Sam until they finally reached Rock Falls. He was amazed when she reined in her mount in front of the hotel, and then dismounted to disappear inside. By his estimation, they still had hours of daylight left. Surely she didn't mean to call it a day?

When she emerged some two minutes later it was to announce, "Julie was here approximately two weeks ago, just for one night."

"Why didn't they tell me that two weeks ago?" JT was furious.

"Because you asked for Julie by name, and she was using an assumed name. I described her to the clerk, and he called her Miss Morrison."

"That was her mother's maiden name," JT admitted, impressed. "Did she mention where she was headed from here?"

"The clerk didn't know for sure, but he thought he saw her ride east out of town. We'll go to the telegraph office and send out a couple of wires to see what we can learn," Sam stated her decision and then headed down the street, obviously familiar with the town.

The telegraph operator greeted Sam by name, and cheerfully sent the wires, and promised to bring the replies to Sam as soon as they came in. "Let's go get something to eat while we are waiting, JT," Sam suggested. "I'm hungry."

"So am I," he confessed, willing to follow her down the street until she stopped in front of the saloon. "You can't seriously expect to eat in here?" he demanded, grabbing her arm when she went to push open the swinging doors.

"This is the best place in town to get a steak, JT," Sam told him seriously, jerking her arm free of his grasp.

"It's a saloon, Sam, and you are a female. You have no business setting foot inside a place like this," he scolded, grabbing her arm once more, determined to prevent her from entering.

"I do as I please, JT! Now let go of my arm before I slug you one." The threat was not an idle one, and JT felt his temper rise in response.

"You slug me and I'll turn you over my knee," he promised, and the look in his eyes was full of promise.

"You got a problem, Sammy?" The door opened from the inside and the bearded bartender stepped outside to offer the tiny female his aid.

"JT doesn't think your place suitable for me to eat because it is a saloon and I am a female." Sam summed up her problem in a few words.

The bartender topped JT's height by at least three inches, and clearly outweighed the younger man. JT was positive the man was considering pounding him, but then the other man smiled. " 'Bout time someone took to protecting you, Sammy," he said softly, and held open the door for them to enter. "It's safe this time of day, son," he told JT. "And believe me, it's safe anytime for little Sammy, here. I see to it."

JT had no trouble believing the man, and quietly followed Sam to a table in the corner of the room. "I'll have you something to eat in a few minutes, honey," the bartender promised Sam before disappearing into the kitchen.

"I cannot believe you acted like that," Sam hissed angrily at JT.

"This is a saloon, Sam," JT announced.

"So?"

"You don't have any business in a saloon," he stated matter-of-factly. "Where the hell is your father?" he demanded in exasperation.

"He could not care less what I do." The stubborn chin went up a degree or two.

"Does he even know?" JT asked, and watched her dark eyes narrow in temper.

"Butt out of my personal life, JT. You hired me to find your sister, but that doesn't give you the right to tell me what to do."

"How does the bartender know you so well?" he asked curiously.

"Mike hired me a long time ago."

"A long time ago? Come on, Sam, you aren't that old," he scoffed.

"You can start in on this," Mike plunked two bowls of steaming hot vegetable soup down in front of them, along with a plate of freshly baked bread. "You eat every bite, Sammy. You look like you've lost weight again," he scolded.

"This soup smells absolutely delicious." She smiled at the bearded man, and then sampled the soup. "Mmmm, good." She nodded happily.

"You eat it all," Mike sternly ordered before heading back to the kitchen.

"He does the cooking in here?" JT whispered, noting that another man was tending the bar now.

Sam nodded, "Mike is a great cook."

JT ate his soup, and spread a generous amount of butter on a thick slice of bread before tasting it and deciding he'd never had better, even in the most expensive restaurants in New York. "This makes up for no breakfast," he mumbled.

"You didn't eat this morning?" she asked. "Why didn't you say something?"

"You ate?" he asked in surprise.

"This one never eats when she's on a case." Mike appeared at their table with more food. "I expect you to take care of her," he told JT with a frown.

"I am not a child who needs to be taken care of, Mike," Sam immediately protested, and JT couldn't help but think of Julie.

"You need a good man and a home of your own, little one. Now eat your food before it gets cold," he bossed.

JT noticed that Sam didn't waste any more time arguing with Mike. She went to work on the huge steak in front of her, and finished before he did. "Where did you put all that?" he asked tongue-in-cheek, then chuckled when her cheeks turned pink in embarrassment.

"Mike's right. I get busy and forget to eat." She shrugged, and then turned her attention to the doorway. "Here are our replies." After thanking the telegraph agent for delivering the wires, Sam read each of them, and then nodded in satisfaction. "We head for Grayson next."

"Is Julie there?" JT asked hopefully.

"No, not now, but someone answering her description and using the name Morrison spent a night in the hotel a couple of weeks ago." She looked at JT, and then said, "We'll pick up her trail in Grayson."

Mike wouldn't accept payment for their meals, and boomed in his deep voice for JT to take care of "little Sammy" much to her chagrin.

"I doubt we'll make Grayson by nightfall," Sam announced as they left town. "I hope you don't mind sleeping out in the open?"

"I think I can manage," JT said dryly.

Sam traveled until it was too dark to see, and then said, "We'll make camp here."

JT decided she'd picked a good spot. They were close to a stream, and the horses would have good grazing. He unsaddled the tired animals, and made sure they were well cared for before he turned his attention to a fire and something to eat. To his shock, Sam was already rolled up in her blankets and sound asleep.

He went about the business of building a fire and putting on some coffee, and then opened a couple cans of beans to heat. When the food was hot, he fixed a plate for Sam and went over to kneel beside her. "Sam, wake up. You need to eat something."

"Not hungry. Go 'way," she insisted, refusing to open her eyes.

"Nope. You need to eat. Open your eyes and sit up."

"Leave me 'lone," she mumbled, and JT frowned when she pulled her hat down over her eyes.

He used one hand to grab her hat and gave it a toss, then exhaled slowly when he caught sight of her glorious red hair as it fell in waves about her shoulders. JT was shocked to learn how beautiful Sam was, and was instantly positive she dressed the way she did and kept her hair hidden under the floppy old hat to hide her beauty.

"What do you think you're doing?" Sam screeched, scrambling to her knees to glare at him defiantly.

JT shook himself mentally, and then said, "I'm trying to get you to eat a bite of supper before you go to sleep."

"I am not hungry."

"You need to eat, so stop giving me guff and take this." He thrust the filled plate into her hands, and then pointed a finger at her warningly. "Throw that at me, Miss Prescott, and I will set fire to the seat of your tight britches," he promised, and then moved away to fill his own plate.

Sam clenched her teeth in pure temper, wondering how the man knew exactly what she was thinking. And how dare he threaten to treat her like a child? It was no small wonder that his sister had run away. "I am beginning to sympathize with Julie." She couldn't resist taunting him, even as she ate the beans. "You are a bully."

"And I have a feeling you are a brat, Miss Prescott. Do not try my patience any further tonight," JT warned, and then silently ate his supper, wondering why in hell he was attracted to her.

Sam took a good, hard look at the man and wondered if she could have been wrong about him all along. He certainly did not act like a greenhorn or a dude, and he hadn't complained once all day. He had the devil's own temper, but with hair the same shade of red as hers, that wasn't much of a surprise. And it obviously galled him to have a woman detective helping him, and she knew for a fact that the only reason he hired her at all was because he was desperate to find Julie before any harm came to her.

Still, she reasoned, she wasn't a child, and she would eat when and if she wanted to. She flashed him another dirty look, which only served to amuse the aggravating man, "Would you like some more, Sam? There's plenty left."

"I didn't want these." She tossed the empty plate on the ground, then promptly lay back down and turned her back to him.

"Definitely a brat," JT stated solemnly.

JT awoke to the smell of coffee and bacon frying, and quickly noted that it was still dark. Evidently, Sam Prescott was an early riser. He got to his feet, and then stomped off into the bushes for some privacy. When he returned to camp, freshly shaven, and definitely in a better mood, he noticed that Sam had plaited her hair into one thick braid. "I like your hair better down," he told her.

"Then I am glad I braided it!" she retorted. "Breakfast is ready. Eat up."

"Smells good." He made an effort to be polite.

"It's edible." She shrugged, and then added, "I have never laid claim to being a good cook."

"Neither am I," he said. "But I can get by in a pinch."

Sam ate her breakfast, only too aware of the blue eyes regarding her speculatively. Finally, unable to stand the scrutiny any longer, she asked, "Why are you staring at me, JT?"

"I'm trying to figure out what you're doing in this business," he replied candidly. "You are obviously well educated, and I simply cannot believe that your family would condone this line of work."

"My family is none of your business, JT, and I would thank you to remember that." She got to her feet and started breaking camp.

"I wonder if perhaps you are waiting for someone to come along and find you and take you home?" he said thoughtfully, and had the satisfaction of watching her face turn red, though he couldn't tell if it was from guilt or just plain old temper. Time would tell, he decided, and then quickly cleaned his plate so they could be on their way.

The man was too nosy for words, Sam decided, and then cautioned herself to be very careful around him. The last thing she needed or wanted was for someone to go snooping in her past. Even if it was someone as handsome and intriguing as JT Zane.

Tucker's Frustration by Joannie Kay

Chapter One

Forty year old Sheriff Tucker Warren glanced up from the papers he was studying and shook his head when he saw his deputy staring aimlessly out the window. From the slump of his shoulders, Tuck could see the younger man was worried. "What's on your mind, Dave?" he asked. "Is Carolyn into some more mischief and giving you problems again?"

Dave raised his dark eyes to look at the older man, and replied truthfully, "Aw, Tuck, you know that Carolyn has always been a handful, but with her folks back east for several months, she thinks she's free to do as she pleases. Carolyn behaves worse than most of the kids she teaches and Doc Foster told me earlier this morning that the school board is thinking of firing her."

"You are her future husband. Do you intend to let her behave as she pleases after you are married?" Tuck asked pointedly, thinking it was past time for the young man to take his high spirited fianc�e in hand, and better yet, apply that firm hand to her backside where it would do the most good. Tuck had old-fashioned ideas where women were concerned, and he wasn't about to apologize for his convictions.

"We've been over this before, Tuck. Carolyn is so damned unpredictable that she's liable to call off the wedding if I get too firm with her beforehand. Once we're married, then I'll have the legal right to insist she obey me, and I

DKT on 02/22/2015 07:18pm
This is a compilation of three delightful short novellas. Each story is a western theme with fiery woman that are taken in hand. The men are respectful yet firm with the women they claim. I enjoyed each of these sweet and tender stories.
DKT on 02/22/2015 07:18pm
This is a compilation of three delightful short novellas. Each story is a western theme with fiery woman that are taken in hand. The men are respectful yet firm with the women they claim. I enjoyed each of these sweet and tender stories.
Marybeth on 10/07/2014 08:57pm
This is a compilation of three short novellas. They are all very well written, and I give this compilation 5 stars! Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley This is a wonderful little novella. Samantha is Sam Prescott, someone who helps people find their loved ones. JT Zane has lost his little half sister, Julie. She ran away because she was in love with a boy that was no good for her and JT wouldn’t let her see him. JT hires Sam sight unseen and is surprised to find that she is a woman. They leave together to find Julie and fall in love along the way. But, true love does not come easily and they have to fight for their love! Tucker’s Frustration by Joannie Kay Laurie and Carolyn decide to pull a prank on some of the older boys in the town. They hid in the graveyard with sheets over them. Unfortunately, they scared elderly Mrs. Stafford. When they are found out, Tucker, Laurie’s uncle and Sheriff of the town and David, Carolyn’s fiancée and the deputy of the town decide to spank them together. Then Laurie is told that she needs to get a job. Of course, Mrs. Stafford is embarrassed to be found screaming about ghosts, so she sends for her son, Johnathan and he comes into town and spanks Laurie for scaring his mother, not knowing that she had already been punished. This leads to them falling in love. Meanwhile, Carolyn finds out that Dave will spank her when she needs it and Carolyn sees that he is strong enough to take care of her. Tucker is also in love with Victoria, but she is the owner of a saloon and he does not court painted women! These three couples have more trials and tribulations, but there are HEAs for all of them! Upholding the Law by Laurell Joseph Mackenzie is the owner of a ranch and a widow. JC is a federal marshal investigating the cattle rustling going on in the area. Of course, he is undercover and Mackenzie rescues him from a lynch mob. While he recovers from the severe beating he got, the two of them fall in love. Eventually, JT tracks down the rustler, but he has to punish Mackenzie to get her to stay home and out of the way.
Marybeth on 10/07/2014 08:57pm
This is a compilation of three short novellas. They are all very well written, and I give this compilation 5 stars! Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley This is a wonderful little novella. Samantha is Sam Prescott, someone who helps people find their loved ones. JT Zane has lost his little half sister, Julie. She ran away because she was in love with a boy that was no good for her and JT wouldn۪t let her see him. JT hires Sam sight unseen and is surprised to find that she is a woman. They leave together to find Julie and fall in love along the way. But, true love does not come easily and they have to fight for their love! Tucker۪s Frustration by Joannie Kay Laurie and Carolyn decide to pull a prank on some of the older boys in the town. They hid in the graveyard with sheets over them. Unfortunately, they scared elderly Mrs. Stafford. When they are found out, Tucker, Laurie۪s uncle and Sheriff of the town and David, Carolyn۪s fianc̩e and the deputy of the town decide to spank them together. Then Laurie is told that she needs to get a job. Of course, Mrs. Stafford is embarrassed to be found screaming about ghosts, so she sends for her son, Johnathan and he comes into town and spanks Laurie for scaring his mother, not knowing that she had already been punished. This leads to them falling in love. Meanwhile, Carolyn finds out that Dave will spank her when she needs it and Carolyn sees that he is strong enough to take care of her. Tucker is also in love with Victoria, but she is the owner of a saloon and he does not court painted women! These three couples have more trials and tribulations, but there are HEAs for all of them! Upholding the Law by Laurell Joseph Mackenzie is the owner of a ranch and a widow. JC is a federal marshal investigating the cattle rustling going on in the area. Of course, he is undercover and Mackenzie rescues him from a lynch mob. While he recovers from the severe beating he got, the two of them fall in love. Eventually, JT tracks down the rustler, but he has to punish Mackenzie to get her to stay home and out of the way.
CJO on 09/22/2014 09:30pm
These were great stories! All full of suspense, they were hard to put down. The first one, Finding Samantha, was the longest, and probably my favorite. The second one, Tucker's Frustration, included 3 different relationships. The final story, Upholding the Law, is about a widow who saves a marshal from being lynched, and they fall in love. I would love to see sequels to any of these stories!
CJO on 09/22/2014 09:30pm
These were great stories! All full of suspense, they were hard to put down. The first one, Finding Samantha, was the longest, and probably my favorite. The second one, Tucker's Frustration, included 3 different relationships. The final story, Upholding the Law, is about a widow who saves a marshal from being lynched, and they fall in love. I would love to see sequels to any of these stories!
madpuss on 09/22/2014 03:05am
A delight to read. All 3 stories are of a bygone era where the relationships stay sweet and innocent until marriage. I enjoyed them. Finding Samantha: How I liked JT and Sam. I really enjoyed their sparring. It was fun and lighthearted with plenty of action. JT was protective but not over the top. Sam was a capable and caring woman. Her only flaw was not owning up to her mistake as a 15 yr old. Tucker's Frustration: Though the antics of Tucker's neice and her best friend Carolyn were entertaining and fun to read I especially liked Tucker and Victoria. Their sparring was fun and the love for each other at the end was sweet, tender and romantic. Upholding the Law: with JC and MAC was a short but fun, lighthearted, sweet romance with lots of action.
madpuss on 09/22/2014 03:05am
A delight to read. All 3 stories are of a bygone era where the relationships stay sweet and innocent until marriage. I enjoyed them. Finding Samantha: How I liked JT and Sam. I really enjoyed their sparring. It was fun and lighthearted with plenty of action. JT was protective but not over the top. Sam was a capable and caring woman. Her only flaw was not owning up to her mistake as a 15 yr old. Tucker's Frustration: Though the antics of Tucker's neice and her best friend Carolyn were entertaining and fun to read I especially liked Tucker and Victoria. Their sparring was fun and the love for each other at the end was sweet, tender and romantic. Upholding the Law: with JC and MAC was a short but fun, lighthearted, sweet romance with lots of action.
Jaycee on 09/20/2014 09:03am
Three short historical westerns with varying degrees of character development. The first story - Finding Samantha - was the best as it was the longest and most developed. I loved the character of Sam - a woman who has gone out on her own to become a detective in the west. She was tough, strong, and knowledgable. JC was a strong male character who quickly had to get over his chauvinistic views on women if he wanted his sister back. I enjoyed most of this story, but felt the last spanking was overly harsh. I wish that JC had respected Sam's talents and not tried to fit her into his mold of what a married woman should be. Tucker's Frustration was frustrating for me. Tucker did not have any redeeming qualities in my opinion. He was overly harsh on his niece and didn't seem very concerned with her well being. He does NOTHING when a strange man bears his niece and spanks her to the point of bruising, but spanks her twice for a juvenile prank! His "romance" with Victoria was non-existent until the end. I didn't understand why should would want to be with Tucker when all he ever did was scold, talk down to her, and try to close her business. Disappointing. The final story, "Upholding the Law", was also enjoyable with a good back story and interesting characters. I only wish this one would have been longer as I enjoyed the male character the best. Overall, a 3 for me.
Jaycee on 09/20/2014 09:03am
"Three short historical westerns with varying degrees of character development. The first story - Finding Samantha - was the best as it was the longest and most developed. I loved the character of Sam - a woman who has gone out on her own to become a detective in the west. She was tough, strong, and knowledgable. JC was a strong male character who quickly had to get over his chauvinistic views on women if he wanted his sister back. I enjoyed most of this story, but felt the last spanking was overly harsh. I wish that JC had respected Sam's talents and not tried to fit her into his mold of what a married woman should be. Tucker's Frustration was frustrating for me. Tucker did not have any redeeming qualities in my opinion. He was overly harsh on his niece and didn't seem very concerned with her well being. He does NOTHING when a strange man bears his niece and spanks her to the point of bruising, but spanks her twice for a juvenile prank! His ""romance"" with Victoria was non-existent until the end. I didn't understand why should would want to be with Tucker when all he ever did was scold, talk down to her, and try to close her business. Disappointing. The final story, ""Upholding the Law"", was also enjoyable with a good back story and interesting characters. I only wish this one would have been longer as I enjoyed the male character the best. Overall, a 3 for me."
Redrabbitt on 09/19/2014 02:54pm
Three historical westerns, three authors, but more than three fiery women! 4½ stars total The first story is 50% of the book, second story 30% and last story 20%. In Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley you get a mystery that is finally solved. Sam Prescott works as a detective, finding missing persons, bank robbers, and embezzlers, or whatever job needs to be done. But Sam is keeping a big secret from the family. In Tucker's Frustration by Joannie Kay, you get three feisty women, three exasperated men and lots of angst. With Upholding the Law by Laurel Joseph, we have a spitfire widow and an undercover lawman dealing with rustlers. In each story, the men must take these women in hand with over the knee spankings. There is plenty of spankings in each story but no sex.
Redrabbitt on 09/19/2014 02:54pm
Three historical westerns, three authors, but more than three fiery women! 4_ stars total The first story is 50% of the book, second story 30% and last story 20%. In Finding Samantha by Dort Wesley you get a mystery that is finally solved. Sam Prescott works as a detective, finding missing persons, bank robbers, and embezzlers, or whatever job needs to be done. But Sam is keeping a big secret from the family. In Tucker's Frustration by Joannie Kay, you get three feisty women, three exasperated men and lots of angst. With Upholding the Law by Laurel Joseph, we have a spitfire widow and an undercover lawman dealing with rustlers. In each story, the men must take these women in hand with over the knee spankings. There is plenty of spankings in each story but no sex.
Laurel Lasky on 09/18/2014 04:29pm
Three different authors and three different books and they have a western theme. Each story has one or more lady's who are somewhat hot tempered and act before thinking. The cowboys in the stories have a sure fired method of calming them down, usually with a spanking. These are sweet romances which are sure to please.
Laurel Lasky on 09/18/2014 04:29pm
Three different authors and three different books and they have a western theme. Each story has one or more lady's who are somewhat hot tempered and act before thinking. The cowboys in the stories have a sure fired method of calming them down, usually with a spanking. These are sweet romances which are sure to please.
K Tyler on 09/18/2014 03:12pm
These stories were mild and sweet. I like that the men were respectful but firm. The women were fiesty but chaste. Their relationships weren't taken to the intimate level until marriage. Each story proved to be a enjoyable read and fast moving.
K Tyler on 09/18/2014 03:12pm
These stories were mild and sweet. I like that the men were respectful but firm. The women were fiesty but chaste. Their relationships weren't taken to the intimate level until marriage. Each story proved to be a enjoyable read and fast moving.
SL on 09/18/2014 09:16am
I loved these three stories. They are all hot tempered women who deserve to be taken in hand. All three stories show that their men love them and want to keep them safe. There is no graphic sex in any of the three. They maintain their innocence until after marriage. The women were spanked with belt, hand and spoon. Nothing severe...but fun none the less. Great read
SL on 09/18/2014 09:16am
I loved these three stories. They are all hot tempered women who deserve to be taken in hand. All three stories show that their men love them and want to keep them safe. There is no graphic sex in any of the three. They maintain their innocence until after marriage. The women were spanked with belt, hand and spoon. Nothing severe...but fun none the less. Great read

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