Lady Imogen Wilde has lived her life in a body that does not work as it should. As she was born not breathing, Imogen has spent her life as the small and weak daughter of the Duke of Ascot. Nobody could ever understand, could they? Colonel Simon Spencer is a highly decorated, recently retired, soldier, who has made his fortune through various gallant and successful military campaigns. But the military has altered him, both mentally and physically, leaving him a changed man from the one his brother remembers, one who carries many burdens. But what if they met? Could it be, that after years of indifference, Imogen and Simon might finally find someone who understands? Or could there be other obstacles in their way, secrets that threaten to boil over?

This is the second book but it can be read independently. Disowned by his family and trapped into a loveless marriage Levi Matthews thought his life is over. The one bright spot is his beautiful daughter. Then his wife dies suddenly freeing him, or so he thought. Now he's a single father fighting to keep his daughter and the only way is to remarry. Deciding that he wants a marriage in name only he places an ad for a mail order bride. Hope Saunders is from a well to do family in Savannah Georgia that has fallen on hard times due to her father's gambling. She learns that she is to be married off to pay for her father's debts. Her fiance is a cold heartless man that has already buried two healthy wives and she has no intentions of being the third. Hope decides to take control of her own fate and answers an ad for a mail order bride. But is she making the right decision? She knows nothing of the man placing the ad except that he is a widower with a little girl and he lives out west. At least she was making her own decisions and being a romantic at heart she could only hope that she would find love with this stranger.

Rose McGregor flees the post-civil war south as a mail-order bride, with no other hope than to have a home of her own, a full stomach, and someone to take care of her. She never expected to find more pain and hardship than she's already suffered as her past catches up with her future. Least of all does she expect to find a love far beyond her wildest dreams in the arms of the stranger she has sworn to honor and obey.

Hope Montoya knows someone is poisoning her, but who? She suspects her mother was also poisoned and knows her father was murdered. Who wants her family eliminated? She vows to fight! She realizes she won’t last the eight months until she turns twenty-five and her uncle no longer controls her or her estate. Never will she be dominated by a man as she was by her father, as she has seen her mother and grandmothers dominated. If she marries, she gains control now, but only if she weds a man she can trust. Only one man meets her requirements. Can she trust him to protect her and capture the killer...but then to leave? Micah Stone has been in love with Hope since the first time he saw her. But he was accused of her father’s murder and surely would have hung if not for his two brothers’ aid. Most in the community still believe him guilty. But the drought has him too worried about water for his dying cattle to care about his neighbors’ opinions. When Hope proposes a paper marriage in exchange for land on the Brazos River and much needed cash, her offer rubs his pride raw. His name may be Stone, but he’s not made of it. He can’t refuse her for long, and so their adventure begins. He and Hope have to stay alive and discover the killer before they become victims in the deadly assaults.

Deanna had lost her home, her mother's hospital bills were mounting, and now she was out of money. Her mother signed her up as a Mail Order Bride as a solution. Colin broke his engagement with a lecherous woman who was unfaithful and only wanted his money and his status as Governor to propel her up in society. He was done with women like that. When he saw the ad for a Mail Order Bride he signed up.

With no parents, little money, and a young sister to care for, Margaret turns to Sophie Green, shopkeeper turned match-maker. “Miss Green, ...A young servant girl must accompany me. I can not consider any situation that would not allow for this. I understand it is unusual but it is also absolutely necessary. I trust my future to you, Miss Green, from one woman to another... “Miss Sanders, ...I do have one option. I have not met him in person. However, I have received numerous testimonies from those close to him that suggest he is a decent man. The only thing I can tell you for certain is that Mr. Lytton greatly desires to have a son... “You’re going to meet Abbott Lytton? To work for him?” “We’re to be married.” “Are you sure that’s the man? There must be a mistake. I can’t imagine what in the world would make him want to marry. No disrespect, Miss. Nothing at all against you. It’s just that Mr. Lytton is a different sort. He’s, well, he’s…”

***COMPLETED*** "I need to talk to you." she said in a small voice shutting the door behind her. Her hair fell from her bun in red ringlets around her face; her eyes searched his making his heart race in a very uncharacteristic way. he'd had been with women since his wife died- mostly saloon girls but none of them made him feel as nervous as the one in front of him. "You need to spend less time full as a tick in the saloon and more time with your daughters." She said looking right at him, that wasn't what he'd expected her to say at all "I know what you're going through Mr. Clayton loss is hard but your daughters need you-" "Loss? What do you know of Loss Miss Wade you are merely a child." He snapped not wanting to hear everything he'd done wrong. What gave her the right to talk to him like that anyway? They had just met. She nodded slightly turning to leave as she absently played with a ring on her finger She turned back towards him "I was Engaged to a wonderful man Mr. Clayton His name was Fergus O'Reilly and he was everything to me... he died on the eve of our wedding. Now this ring" she said putting her hand up and gesturing to the emerald ring "Is nothing but a broken promise of the life we were meant to share.... But you, you have Wilhelmina and Lorelei. You have a part of your wife always. You have something I would give anything for. All I have are my memories." The woman had kept her voice calm, but to him it felt as though he had been slapped in the face. No one had ever spoken to him like that before. "Miss Wade I suggest you bite your tongue if you wish to stay on as the governess." "Alright fire me, but who will watch your children? Because you certainly won't!"

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**1st Draft, this will eventually be edited!** Lindy leaned forward ever so slightly as the smoke from the train could be seen from a distance. Her heart raced as she knew Levi, her childhood best friend was on that train. She hadn't seen him in three and a half years since his parents died; he hadn't come home even for Christmas. She smiled brightly at her younger sisters Julie and Ginny. "He's almost here!" She said to them barely containing her joy. Julie smiled brightly looking at her with the same color of gray eyes as their mother. She fixed her unruly blonde hair before putting her flowered hat back on, and then turned towards Ginny as she fixed her strawberry blonde braid. "Do I look okay?" She asked worried.

In 1876, western men sweep mail-order brides off their feet as soon as they arrive in town, but not Isabel Grant. Capt. Pichon rejects her for being "a skinny, school-girl" and is left in town to wait three days for the next train. Sgt. John Webster delivers the news to her and is drawn to protect this porcelain doll. Isabel discovers her independence, but she finds out she doesn't have the legal right to be independent. Will she go back to a life of poverty? Will she be forced to marry? Will she be allowed to stay? Read about Isabel in Porcelain White.