Black Hills Bride
If it wasn't heaven, it was certainly the next best thing. Dixie Sullivan's dreams were coming true in Technicolor, and she loved every moment. Sunshine, South Dakota and a horse of her own.
Okay, well, maybe not a horse. Not yet, anyway. But he was next on her list, and so far, her plans had gone without a hitch.
She pulled a deep, pine-laced breath of the crisp spring air of early April and surveyed the property. The land was certainly everything she expected it to be — covered with brush and lodgepole pines, scattered with a variety of woodland wildflowers.
Ever since her first vacation to South Dakota when she was thirteen, she knew she would someday return permanently and call South Dakota home.
Buying a spread of woodland in Custer was just her first step, and a baby step at that.
But nothing could daunt her today. She' ... read full excerpt from Black Hills Bride ebook
