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The Marshal and the Heiress

By: Isabella Kole
Published By: Blushing Press
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Marshal Luke Prescott has searched for his young bride's murderer for five long years to no avail. When feisty heiress, Clarissa Birmingham, breezes into his town, he finds himself drawn to her, exasperating as she may be. Headstrong and impetuous, the young beauty quickly learns she will heed Luke's warnings or she will pay the price. But when Clarissa's long-lost older brother is arrested after a drunken brawl, it is revealed he knows who murdered Luke's wife. Clarissa finds out that her impetuous ways lead her into a danger she may never recover from. Will Luke be able to save her before he loses another love?

Prologue

It was spring in the year 1885, in the small town of Pawnee, in Kansas Territory. Elizabeth Prescott stirred the stew she was preparing for her husband’s dinner over the open fire in her tiny kitchen. He would be home soon and the meal was nearly ready. The aroma of freshly baked bread as it cooled wafted through the room and it was time for the young bride to sit down. She wiped her hands on her apron and walked to the wooden table in the center of the room, sitting in the chair nearest the fire. The baby in her womb had been extremely active that afternoon and she relaxed, pushing a loose strand of her thick, dark hair out of her face. As she looked around the modest but pretty little house she shared with her groom of one year, her lips turned up in a smile. She’d fallen in love with the cottage immediately and had begged him to buy it. He’d relented and she’d spent weeks decorating it, cleaning it and turning it into a cozy home for her new family.

When she’d first met Luke Prescott, she’d been instantly taken with him. The Marshal of their small Kansas town, Pawnee, he held a stern demeanor, yet she had found the gentler side of the strapping young man. Tall, with hair the color of coal and deep set blue eyes, every single maiden in town had their sights set on Luke. He had eyes for only one and that was Elizabeth Oakes. After a respectable courtship, they’d married and settled in the little white house on the far end of town. Elizabeth had adjusted to married life, learning early on that Luke expected obedience from his wife. She didn’t mind. She was in love and would do anything to please her young Marshal. An orphan since the tender age of sixteen, she’d lived with an elderly aunt after the passing of her parents. That aunt was now gone and Luke was her family, he was her everything. Adding their first child to their new family was only icing on the cake.

She heard the sound of a horse’s hoofs galloping in the dirt outside, and assuming it was Luke, home for the evening, she got up to stir the stew.

Suddenly, the front door of the tiny cottage flew open. When she turned to give her husband a smile, she saw that a stranger had entered her home instead. The man was probably in his forties, dirty, presumably from being out on the trail for several days. There was a holster holding a gun at his waist, and Elizabeth was more frightened than she looked. Being the wife of the town Marshal had taught her to appear strong in every situation.

“Who are you?” she asked as she took a step back.

“Is the Marshal around?” the man asked, glancing around the room.

“He�he’ll be back in just a minute. Would you care to sit down and wait for him?” she asked.

“Well now, missus, I believe I will. I’ll take a bowl of that stew you’re stirring over there while I wait.”

“That’s my husband’s supper,” she began. Her impeccable breeding coming into play, she went on, “Of course, I’ll bring you a bowl. Would you like bread to go with it?” Something about the man told her she shouldn’t argue.

She served him the food and he ate hungrily. He was hungry as well as dirty, another sign he’d been out on the trail for several days. What business did he have with Luke? Why was he here, and why hadn’t he gone into town to seek out her husband?

“Do you have business with my husband?” she asked as she set a cup of hot coffee on the table.

“Unfinished business,” he grunted.

“I see. He’ll be along any minute.” She nervously looked toward the window. Where was Luke? She was beginning to feel extremely uncomfortable.

The intruder finished his supper. “Thank you, ma’am,” he said.

“You’re welcome. Is there anything else I can get for you?” she asked.

“I’ll be staying until your man gets here.” The man placed his right hand on the gun in his holster.

Elizabeth was becoming more frightened by the minute. She knew there was a rifle in the bedroom, but didn’t know if she could get to it without raising suspicion. Slowly she began to move toward the other room.

“Stop right there,” the man said as he pulled the gun from the holster at his waist. “Don’t be trying anything. You’ll sit right down here with me and wait for the Marshal. You better not be lying about him coming home soon.”

“He’ll be home for his supper,” she replied in a shaky voice as she sat down. Oh Luke, where are you?

* * * * *

Marshal Luke Prescott was growing impatient. A late afternoon visit from one of his deputies was keeping him from his supper and his beautiful wife. Luke was a dedicated public servant but when it was time to go home, he was ready to go. Many a day he had to be out of town, riding in the woods and plains, chasing after an outlaw and if he was in his office at the jailhouse, he expected to go home on time. He didn’t like to be gone these days, with the impending birth so close at hand. Luckily, he’d been able to stay close to town in recent weeks.

“Jonathan, why do you think he’ll head this way?” he asked his deputy.

“Word is he’s out to get you. I don’t know his name. I only know that a man has been to some of the neighboring towns inquiring about you. Sounds suspicious and I think you need to watch your back. Is there anyone you’ve had put in prison that could have been recently released?”

“Most of the outlaws I’ve caught have been hanged. Perhaps it’s the relative of someone I apprehended,” Luke answered thoughtfully. Something suddenly sparked a memory. There had only been one outlaw he’d shot and killed in all his years as a lawman that had preyed on his mind in the days since. A young boy of about fifteen was involved in a robbery a few years back. When Luke had tried to stop the crime in progress, the boy had turned and pulled his gun. He’d aimed it straight at Luke’s heart and the Marshal, being a more skilled marksman, had shot the boy before he could get off his first round. The boy had died at the scene. The rest of the men with him had taken off, leaving the young man behind. Luke had never known the boy’s name. He’d been buried on a hill overlooking the town, with no one in attendance but Luke and his deputies. It had been a senseless killing. The boy was obviously too young to understand the kind of men he was involved with. The fact they’d left him behind without stopping to see if he was dead or alive only proved they didn’t care about him. Could it be the members of that group of men who were looking for him now?

“Either way, you need to be careful,” Jonathan warned.

“Thank you for your concern, Jonathan. I didn’t get to be the Marshal by having a yellow streak. I can take care of myself. I appreciate you telling me about it, though. Now if that’s all, my supper and my wife are waiting for me at the house. Are you set for your shift here tonight? The prisoner has been fed and all should be quiet.”

“Go on home to that pretty wife. I can handle things here.”

Luke took his hat from the hook on the wall and placed it on his head. Outside the jail he untied his horse and climbed on its back. He rode down the dust covered streets of town, tipping his hat to the townspeople he passed along the way. Luke Prescott was well-respected in Pawnee. The folks in the small prairie town felt safe with him in charge. He’d proven that he was the man for the job several times over. When he arrived in front of the little white house at the edge of town, he took his horse to the small barn in the back, got him fed and settled for the night and went in the back door.

“Elizabeth,” he called out. There was no answer. He spotted a bowl and an empty tin cup on the table. The stew was still on the fire, but there was no sign of his wife. Perhaps she’d taken ill and was lying down.

He walked into the bedroom and the sight before him made him physically ill. He’d seen death and murder many times but not like this. His beautiful bride was lying in a pool of blood on the floor, her cotton frock and apron soaked. Her dark hair was spread out around her head, disheveled and filled with sticky, red blood. As he ran to her, dropping to the floor where she lay, it was evident she’d been shot several times. He knelt down and felt for a pulse, there was nothing. Picking her up in his arms, he attempted to breathe life back into her body, putting his warm lips on her cold, blue ones. He rocked her in his arms, tears falling down his handsome face. He sat on the floor in the blood of his woman and held her for several minutes. Looking up to the sky, he cried out, “No!” He kissed her lips again and gently laid her down. He was in shock and didn’t know what to do. He found some rags and began to mop up the blood, moving his wife’s body to the bed.

“Why, God, why her, why my baby, an innocent little child?” he asked. Angry, hot tears scalded his cheeks as he blindly walked out of the house and to the barn, where he got on his horse and rode at lightning speed back to the jail, the hoofs of his steed kicking up a cloud of dust behind him.

“Jonathan, round up a posse. We need the doctor. Hurry; there is no time to waste. It’s�Elizabeth and the baby�they’re�they’ve�my God, they’re dead,” he cried out as he burst into the door of the jail.

“What? Oh, Luke�I’ll round up as many men as I can. Sit down, drink this.” Jonathan poured a strong cup of coffee into a mug and added whiskey. He handed it to his boss. Shortly after the deputy had gone, the town’s doctor arrived. He spoke kindly to Luke, getting the facts from the grieving man, before he accompanied him to his home and the gruesome sight the Marshal had left behind a short time before. He took the baby from Elizabeth’s belly, a stillborn son. Luke held his son in his arms briefly, handed him back to the doctor and kissed his wife goodbye once more, vowing to find the person responsible and to make them pay for their evil deed.

“I’ll make the necessary arrangements, son,” the doctor said. “Why don’t you come on back and stay with the missus and me for a few days. It’s no good for you to be here alone at a time like this.”

Luke accompanied the doctor back to town. He was numb. The strong, stern Marshal was crumbling from the grief of what had taken place in his home. If only he hadn’t been detained by his deputy, he might have been able to prevent this terrible thing from happening. Was the man Jonathan had warned him about responsible?

The men of Pawnee searched far and wide for days. A telegram had been sent to every Marshal in the state, the governor had been alerted, but no one was able to come up with a clue as to who had murdered Marshal Prescott’s wife and unborn son. It was as if the guilty party had disappeared into thin air.

Luke went through the motions during the funeral, a solemn look upon his tired, handsome face. He placed flowers on the grave of his wife and son and walked away. He packed up all of his wife’s belongings, as well as the things for the baby. The little white house on the edge of town was sold and Luke moved into the apartment upstairs over the jail. From that day forward, he was a hard, bitter man, whose life mission was to find the man or men responsible for destroying his life.

Time passed and the trail had grown even colder. The murder of Elizabeth Prescott and her baby was a mystery that had never been solved. Luke never gave up, even though the search had officially ended. He visited the graves every day, vowing to his bride that he would one day bring her murderer to justice. As he knelt on the cold dirt, he often cried for the loss of the two precious, innocent lives that lay beneath him.

Luke Prescott was now a man with a vengeance and a man to be feared. Outlaws knew to stay away from his town.

Young, single women tried to interest him in courting them, inviting him to supper, but he refused time and again. He became a lonely, bitter man in his thirties with only one thing on his mind�justice for his wife and baby boy.

 

Chapter One

Five long years had passed and Luke was no closer to finding the person or persons who had murdered his wife and child. The trail had grown cold over the years, but Luke would never give up. He owed it to his family. It was the last thing he could do for them, two innocent lives cut short much too soon.

He spent hours poring over the records in his office, piecing together the information from every outlaw he’d ever apprehended or killed, but nothing clicked for him. There had to be a connection. Somewhere there was a link, he just wasn’t finding it.

He’d gotten word about a place in Arizona territory that needed a Marshal. He had given it serious thought and had sent word that he would be interested in relocating and taking the open position. That morning in the early fall of 1890, the telegram had arrived, advising him the job was his.

“I think it’s about time for me to pull up stakes here. There’s nothing here for me anymore. Maybe a change of scenery would be best,” he told one of his deputies.

“Where would you go?” the deputy asked as he looked up in surprise from the paperwork he was preparing for Luke’s signature.

“There’s a town down in Arizona territory, close to the border. I’ve heard they’re looking for a new Marshal. I sent a telegram last month and today I received a reply. The job is mine, but I’ll have to make arrangements quickly. It’s a long ride from here to Sierra Vista.”

“Are you sure about this, Luke?” the other man asked.

“About as sure as a body can be,” Luke replied. “I guess I’d better be sending a telegram back and letting the folks in town know. They’ll want to choose a man to take my place. I’m going to recommend you.”

“Me?” the man asked. “What about Jonathan?”

“Jonathan doesn’t have the makings of a good Marshal. He’s content to be a deputy.”

“Don’t you have to let the governor know of your plans?”

“I alerted him when I applied for the job in Arizona. I’ll send a telegram to let him know I’ll be leaving.”

A few weeks later, Pete, the deputy Luke had recommended as his replacement, had been sworn in and the town held a party in Luke’s honor. It was with much sadness the folks in Pawnee said goodbye to their friend of many years. They wished him well.

He rode out on his horse at dawn the next morning, taking only what he needed for the trip. He’d sold the rest of his belongings and figured he’d buy what he needed when he arrived in Sierra Vista.

After many days and nights on the trail, he finally rode into his new town late one afternoon. He went straight to the jail and introduced himself as the new Marshal.

“Luke Prescott, it’s an honor to have you with us,” the man seated at the rickety old desk said as he stood and shook Luke’s hand. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

“Is there a place a man can clean up and get a good meal?” he asked.

“Let me get one of the other men to watch the prisoners, and I’ll be glad to show you around. We have a room reserved for you at the Sierra Vista Inn. I’m sure you’ll be looking for a place of your own soon enough, but it’ll do for now. The food there is good, you can get a steak.”

The man, who told Luke his name was Matt, walked with him down the street. He took him inside and introduced him to the clerk at the desk in the lobby of the inn.

“Marshal Prescott, good to have you with us,” the man said as he handed him a key. “Up the stairs and to the left, second door. I’ll have some hot water and towels brought up right away. I’m sure you want to wash up after being on the trail so long.”

“That sounds mighty fine right about now, thank you,” Luke said as he took the key. Turning to Matt, he said, “I’ll meet you in the dining room, say in thirty minutes.”

“See you then,” the other man answered.

A brief wash and a change of clothes later, Luke met Matt and the two sat down to supper. Matt answered his questions, filled him in a little on the town and gave him the directions to a mercantile on the other side of the street where he could purchase the items he needed.

“Much obliged,” Luke said as he took a sip of the hot coffee the waitress had served him.

“I figure you’ll be using tomorrow to get organized and rested up and you’ll report to work the next day,” Matt said.

“Yes, I’ll need a day to take care of some things. You know how days on the trail can be wearing to a body.”

“You get some of Miss Amy’s good food in your belly and get a good night’s rest and you’ll be raring to go.”

“I reckon you’re right about that. I’ll visit the mercantile in the morning and look over the town, get my bearings.”

“I’ll introduce you to some of the townspeople, the local doctor, the preacher, and such.”

“That would be much appreciated,” Luke said as he took a bite of his steak.

After supper, Luke thanked Miss Amy for the delicious meal, told her he’d see her for breakfast in the morning and walked out of the inn with Matt. The two men talked briefly before Matt headed home and Luke went to his room for some much needed rest.

The next morning he arose bright and early. He greeted some of the other guests in the dining room and ordered a full breakfast of ham and eggs, with a side order of gravy and potatoes.

“It’s good to see a man eat a hearty breakfast,” Miss Amy said as she delivered his food.

“Yes, ma’am, best way to start the day.” He dug into the meal hungrily and when he was finished, left a wad of money on the table. He placed his hat on his head and crossed the street. Walking a block to the south as Matt had instructed, he found himself standing in front of the local mercantile. He walked inside, removed his hat and began to look around.

He chose clothes and toiletry items, paid for his purchases and walked back to his room at the inn. After that, he went to the jailhouse and observed, met his other deputies and acquainted himself with his new surroundings.

When the day was over, it was back to Miss Amy’s dining room for another remarkable meal and to his room to prepare for his first day on the job in his new town.

The first few weeks were fairly quiet and routine. The prisoners that had been in the jail upon his arrival had seen the judge, paid their fines and been released. Luke had met several of the people around town, attended church, had a drink in the saloon and was quickly making Sierra Vista his new home.

He took most of his meals in the dining room at the inn, but had accepted an invitation to dinner at the home of the local physician and his wife. Of course Mrs. Black had many lady friends she wanted to introduce him to, but he begged off telling the woman he wasn’t ready to get tangled up with anyone just yet. Doc Black laughed and told him there would be plenty to choose from when he decided he was ready.

“They’re already talking about the handsome new Marshal, you know,” Mrs. Black told him as she served cherry pie and coffee for dessert.

Luke grinned, but said nothing.

About a month into the job, Luke received a telegram from a Mr. Birmingham. It seemed the man’s only daughter was looking to come to Sierra Vista to accept the schoolteacher’s position that had opened up when the current teacher decided to get married.

The change in the school was expected to take place after the holidays and Miss Birmingham would be arriving on the stage right after Christmas. Her father explained that he wished the Marshal and his men to look out for his little girl.

“What the hell?” Luke asked as he read the telegram aloud to Matt.

“J.D. Birmingham, big name in these parts. He owns several banks. If he says he wants his only daughter to be looked out for, he means it,” Matt explained.

“So this young woman is from a family of means and she wants to come here and be a schoolmarm?” Luke asked. He scratched his head in disbelief.

“I’d say she wants to be out from under her doting father’s thumb,” Matt replied.

“I’ll just bet she’s a spoiled rotten brat,” Luke said with a scowl.

“Could be,” Matt said with a grin.

“From what I hear, there’s an older brother, but he’s sort of the black sheep. Ran off and ain’t been around for several years. Daughter probably stands to inherit the family fortune unless the boy shows up and makes amends before it’s too late.”

“Nevertheless, we’ll look out for her, but she’ll have to learn to stand on her own two feet around here. We’ve got more important things to do than watch out for some heiress who wants to spread her wings for a time until she finds a man that’ll put up with her,” Luke replied.

Matt chuckled. “Now for all we know, this young thing might be a sweet and purty little gal.”

“Don’t count on it,” Luke said as he stood up. “I’m going to the caf� for lunch. Give someone my business besides Miss Amy for a change.”

“I’ll see you later.” Matt went back to his work as Luke put his hat on and stepped outside.

On the way back from lunch, Luke stopped at the telegraph office and sent a message off to Mr. Birmingham, assuring him that his daughter would be looked after during her time in Sierra Vista. It wouldn’t do to start making the locals angry, especially men like J.D. Birmingham.

Luke spent Thanksgiving Day working, giving his men the day off to spend with their families. On Christmas Day he attended church services and was invited to the home of the preacher for dinner.

And the day after, he met Miss Clarissa Birmingham when her stage arrived at the station.

“Miss Birmingham, I’m Marshal Prescott. Welcome to Sierra Vista,” he said as he helped a petite, blonde young woman from the stagecoach.

“Thank you, Marshal.” The woman turned to the driver and instructed him to take her bags to the Sierra Vista Inn.

“I’ll escort you to the inn to get checked in.” Luke offered his arm, which she took willingly.

The woman looked to be all of twenty. Her blonde hair was piled on her head under the hood of her cloak with tiny tendrils framing her pretty face. She was impeccably dressed in the latest fashion.

Luke walked her to the desk in the front lobby and introduced her to the clerk. “I’ll be on my way. I’m sure you’ll want to get settled after your ride.” He tipped his hat and left her standing at the desk.

“Well, tell me about her,” Matt said when he returned to the jail.

“She looks like a child. She can’t be more than twenty,” he said with a growl.

“Is she pretty?” the deputy asked.

“I guess she is.”

“Really, Luke, what have you got against the fairer sex?” the other man persisted.

“I have nothing against them. You know I’m a widower and I’m just not interested in going down that road again. Someday, if I meet the right woman, I may reconsider that.”

“I’m sorry, Luke. Your wife must have been one special lady for you to remain faithful to her after all this time.”

“She was.”

That evening when he entered the dining room at the inn, he saw that the young schoolteacher was seated alone. He spoke to her as he walked past her table.

“Won’t you join me, Marshal?” she asked. “I do so hate to dine alone.”

Muttering quietly to himself, he obliged by taking the other chair at the table. He placed his hat on the floor beside him and picked up a menu.

Amy smiled when she saw the two of them. “Good evening, Marshal, Miss Birmingham. What can I bring you to drink?” she asked.

“I’ll have a cup of tea, please, with lemon,” Clarissa said as she returned the smile.

“Bring me a cup of strong, black coffee,” Luke said.

“What’s good here?” the young woman asked as she perused the menu.

“The porterhouse is good. Miss Amy’s mashed potatoes are the best around.”

After Amy had returned with the tea and coffee, she took their orders and promised to return soon.

“So tell me, Marshal Prescott, what does one do for entertainment around here?” Clarissa asked as she placed two sugar cubes into her hot tea and began to stir.

“I’m sure you’ll find the local church to be of some assistance there. The ladies get together to make quilts, have socials and dinners.”

“I see. Are there dances?” she asked as she took a sip of the hot, sweet liquid.

“I reckon there are the occasional barn dances.”

“You don’t seem to know much about what goes on in the social circles here.”

“I’ve only been here a few months myself, ma’am. I’ve been busy working. I’m sure once you begin your teaching assignment you’ll be busy as well.”

“I won’t be teaching all the time. I’ll have my evenings and my weekends free. I don’t intend to sit in my room.”

“No, I don’t imagine you will. You’ll not find the theatre or any of the social events you’re likely accustomed to in these parts.”

“I’ll have to make do, now won’t I, Marshal?”

After their supper arrived, he advised her again to seek out the local church for her social activities.

“Sounds a bit dull to me,” she said as she cut her steak into tiny pieces.

“You chose this life. I reckon if it’s not to your liking, we can look for another teacher for the town’s children.”

“I’m not a quitter, Marshal Prescott. I’ve said I’ll do it and I’ll see it through. I’ll just have to find my own fun.”

“Now, you listen to me, young lady. I assured your father that you would be protected here. If you start going to unsavory establishments looking for a good time, you and I are going to have to have a meeting of the minds.”

“Now, that’s the best offer I’ve had since I arrived,” she said with a coy smile as she turned her attention to the food on her plate.

Luke scowled. “Eat your supper. I’ve had a long day and I plan to turn in early. You’d be wise to do the same.”

When the meal was over, Luke escorted Clarissa to her room, leaving her with the advice to stay put for the night.

“If I hear about you wandering out after dark alone, you’ll answer to me,” he warned as he turned to walk away.

“Goodnight to you, too, Marshal,” she replied as she closed the door.

Martha on 09/24/2015 07:29pm
Enjoy the book. I liked the book because it completed the story. Lots of HEA for everyone.
Martha on 09/24/2015 07:29pm
Enjoy the book. I liked the book because it completed the story. Lots of HEA for everyone.
KatD on 05/20/2015 05:12am
Good story ...
KatD on 05/20/2015 05:12am
Good story ...
DKT on 04/25/2015 08:50pm
This book graps your attention from the first page and keeps your attention all the ways through. Luke has dealt with the horrific murder of his wife and unborn child. He moves ways from town to start fresh and finds himself the ward of Clarissa. He is not very tolerable of Clarissa games and feels that she is a spoiled girl that needs a firm hand. He never expected to find a second chance at love, 5 years after the tragic death of his first wife. However Clarissa provides that and much more. This story is a true love story full of suspense, mystery, kidnapping, romance, spankings, and much more. I highly recommend this fun, intriguing, and romantic story.
DKT on 04/25/2015 08:50pm
This book graps your attention from the first page and keeps your attention all the ways through. Luke has dealt with the horrific murder of his wife and unborn child. He moves ways from town to start fresh and finds himself the ward of Clarissa. He is not very tolerable of Clarissa games and feels that she is a spoiled girl that needs a firm hand. He never expected to find a second chance at love, 5 years after the tragic death of his first wife. However Clarissa provides that and much more. This story is a true love story full of suspense, mystery, kidnapping, romance, spankings, and much more. I highly recommend this fun, intriguing, and romantic story.
Brittany Barnes on 04/22/2015 10:24pm
An enjoyable read. The spankings and sex scenes were mild but descriptive. I enjoyed the plot and the HEA. I would recommend.
Brittany Barnes on 04/22/2015 10:24pm
An enjoyable read. The spankings and sex scenes were mild but descriptive. I enjoyed the plot and the HEA. I would recommend.
Juliette on 04/20/2015 12:17am
There are only positive things to say about this book. It is a good length, very well written and has a wonderful, complex story line with well developed characters. A very spoiled and wealthy Clarissa comes under the guidance of Cole. Cole is dealing with terrible personal tragedy and is not very impressed with Miss Clarissa. As one would expect, this soon changes and what a wonderful tale is told. Do yourself a favour and buy this one.
Juliette on 04/20/2015 12:17am
There are only positive things to say about this book. It is a good length, very well written and has a wonderful, complex story line with well developed characters. A very spoiled and wealthy Clarissa comes under the guidance of Cole. Cole is dealing with terrible personal tragedy and is not very impressed with Miss Clarissa. As one would expect, this soon changes and what a wonderful tale is told. Do yourself a favour and buy this one.
Redrabbitt on 04/09/2015 02:52pm
What an enjoyable story that kept the pages turning. From the life of Marshall Luke Prescott trying to avenge the senseless death of his wife and their unborn son. Being asked to look out for the new school teacher, Clarissa Birmingham and still trying to keep the town of Sierra Vista safe. Clarissa is a handful, being spoiled her entire life by her father JD Birmingham. This story has so many wonderful elements, it is a love story, actually it is several love stories, it has a dominate man who takes a feisty heiress in hand, it has mystery and suspense with outlaws, hold-ups, kidnapping and murder. Several spanking scenes and hot sex scenes. Best of all, it has several HEA.
Redrabbitt on 04/09/2015 02:52pm
What an enjoyable story that kept the pages turning. From the life of Marshall Luke Prescott trying to avenge the senseless death of his wife and their unborn son. Being asked to look out for the new school teacher, Clarissa Birmingham and still trying to keep the town of Sierra Vista safe. Clarissa is a handful, being spoiled her entire life by her father JD Birmingham. This story has so many wonderful elements, it is a love story, actually it is several love stories, it has a dominate man who takes a feisty heiress in hand, it has mystery and suspense with outlaws, hold-ups, kidnapping and murder. Several spanking scenes and hot sex scenes. Best of all, it has several HEA.
Marybeth on 04/08/2015 06:39pm
This is a wonderful addition to Old West stories especially when it includes spanking. Luke is a sheriff trying to find the killer that took his pregnant wife’s life Clarissa is an heiress who moves to town to be the new school marm. There is a HEA, but I don’t want to spoil the story with details. I recommend this book and I gave it 4 stars.
Marybeth on 04/08/2015 06:39pm
This is a wonderful addition to Old West stories especially when it includes spanking. Luke is a sheriff trying to find the killer that took his pregnant wife۪s life Clarissa is an heiress who moves to town to be the new school marm. There is a HEA, but I don۪t want to spoil the story with details. I recommend this book and I gave it 4 stars.
flutterby35 on 04/05/2015 09:31pm
This was my first book by Isabella Kole and I really enjoyed it. I didn't like the beginning of the story, but so glad i kept reading. Clarissa is a beautiful and spunky brat and Luke's second chance at love. There is a little bit of everything in this book. Murder, robbery, love, and mild spankings
flutterby35 on 04/05/2015 09:31pm
This was my first book by Isabella Kole and I really enjoyed it. I didn't like the beginning of the story, but so glad i kept reading. Clarissa is a beautiful and spunky brat and Luke's second chance at love. There is a little bit of everything in this book. Murder, robbery, love, and mild spankings
angel on 04/02/2015 08:17am
Great story filled with romance suspense and action The plot is well written and keeps you turning the pages wondering what will happen next This is a must read
angel on 04/02/2015 08:17am
Great story filled with romance suspense and action The plot is well written and keeps you turning the pages wondering what will happen next This is a must read
SH on 04/01/2015 08:35am
I so enjoy a good western and this one was great. There is danger, suspense, romance, love and discipline. Clarissa is feisty but she meets her match with Luke and the sparks certainly fly. Great plot that was believable and drew me in from page one. Great read!!
SH on 04/01/2015 08:35am
I so enjoy a good western and this one was great. There is danger, suspense, romance, love and discipline. Clarissa is feisty but she meets her match with Luke and the sparks certainly fly. Great plot that was believable and drew me in from page one. Great read!!
SL on 03/31/2015 04:50pm
4 stars. I enjoyed a lot about this story. It was the story of Clarissa and Marshal Luke. Clarissa was an heiress who decides to become a school marm in a small Kansas town. Marshal Luke is asked to watch over her and keep her safe by her father. They discover that they enjoy each others company and fall in love. Marshal Luke is trying to catch the bank robbing gang and solve the mystery of his first wife and child’s death before he can marry Clarissa. The story at the end, was complete. There are pre marital sexual scenes that were not overly graphic, but still a bit racy. He does take her virginity. The spankings were three mild spankings by hand. There is a happy ending, with no unanswered questions.
SL on 03/31/2015 04:50pm
4 stars. I enjoyed a lot about this story. It was the story of Clarissa and Marshal Luke. Clarissa was an heiress who decides to become a school marm in a small Kansas town. Marshal Luke is asked to watch over her and keep her safe by her father. They discover that they enjoy each others company and fall in love. Marshal Luke is trying to catch the bank robbing gang and solve the mystery of his first wife and child۪s death before he can marry Clarissa. The story at the end, was complete. There are pre marital sexual scenes that were not overly graphic, but still a bit racy. He does take her virginity. The spankings were three mild spankings by hand. There is a happy ending, with no unanswered questions.
Laurel Lasky on 03/31/2015 03:28pm
I love reading about the old west and Isabella Kole's books and this new one is wonderful. Marshal Luke Prescott became a widower after his pregnant young wife was murdered. He moved to a new town after five years of trying to find the murderer. Then a heiress named Clarissa comes to town to be the new school teacher. She is a beautiful feisty woman and Luke is attracted to her. The book covers many subjects, love, romance, suspence, mystery, violence, spanking and more. This was an awesome read.
Laurel Lasky on 03/31/2015 03:28pm
I love reading about the old west and Isabella Kole's books and this new one is wonderful. Marshal Luke Prescott became a widower after his pregnant young wife was murdered. He moved to a new town after five years of trying to find the murderer. Then a heiress named Clarissa comes to town to be the new school teacher. She is a beautiful feisty woman and Luke is attracted to her. The book covers many subjects, love, romance, suspence, mystery, violence, spanking and more. This was an awesome read.

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