Quinlin Proxy Brides Series
The Wallflower & the Charmer
​Quinlin Proxy Brides Series Book 3 - Janna
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Published: May 15, 2019
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She’s a wallflower—a shy, sapphire-eyed, blonde with alabaster skin and sweet pink lips.
Janna Quinlin had yelled at her beau. “I won’t be waiting!” But she hadn’t meant it. Dressed like a princess, the day of his return, heartbreak awaited her. A chance encounter with a handsome, honey-eyed desperado and the gift of a derringer changed her life forever. Janna had always been the timid one of the Quinlin sisters. But the gun slinger’s untamed charisma had spoken to the secret places of her heart. Janna wanted marriage and children. She courageously embarks on a bold journey, but intrigue and danger seek to destroy her happiness
He’s a charmer—a global traveler, a connoisseur of languages and the arts, a perfectly formed aristocratic nose, amber eyes, and sensuous full lips.
H. G. Sheffield undertakes the renovation of a prestigious hotel. With his dreams coming to fruition, and on the precipice of asking for a lady’s hand in marriage—he is stunned by the turn of events. He’s done with women, but jokingly suggests that his assistant find him a wife. Although, not happy at first, H. G. is captivated by his proxy bride, Janna Quinlin. But their relationship takes a dark turn when his past catches up with him. H. G uses everything at his disposal to court his wife—roses, and more roses, diamonds, the opera, and the ballet—to sweep her right off her size six feet.
The intrigue of the past, H. G.’s toxic upbringing, and jealousy push Janna and H. G. apart.
In a dance as old as time, they seek after the ultimate prize—a love worth fighting for—a happy ever after.
But will the past destroy their chance at happiness?
The Spitfire & the Cowboy
​Quinlin Proxy Brides Series Book 2 - Kelsey
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Published: October 4, 2018
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She’s a spoiled beauty—baby blue eyes, full red lips, alabaster skin, and shoulder length curly blonde hair.
Kelsey Quinlin’s promise to her father stood between her and her happy ever after dreams. Jumping into things impulsively without thinking through the consequences has cost her everything—her well laid plans falling apart—her dreams in shambles. A chance encounter with the Tennessee cowboy has her emotions turned inside out. Slade McKenzie mesmerized Kelsey with his smoldering silver eyes, and his sweet kisses that tasted of cinnamon and leather. But he thought her a spoiled little girl. Her sister, Mhairi’s, wish that Kelsey would reap three times what she had sown had come to pass. Her happy ever after had turned into heartache. If she could not have her first love, she wanted no man. So why was she haunted by silver eyes?
He's a work hardened cowboy—broad shoulders, bulging biceps and trim waist with raven hair and silver eyes.
Not a vain man, Slade had had his fair share of feminine admirers. A blatant snub from Kelsey Quinlin irked him. The little spitfire needed a lesson in manners and he was just the man to teach her a well-deserved lesson. He did not heed his foreman’s warning that a man was only asking for trouble when he played with a lady’s affection. Slade had not counted on the potent attraction between them. When you backed a spitfire into a corner, sometimes they came out fighting. A woman’s betrayal in the past had left a deep wound. The burning fire inside Slade was growing by leaps and bounds, but he refused to listen to his heart.
Will they find their happy ever after or will heartache keep them apart?
One man—one woman. Their choices can either bring that sought after happy ever after or heartache. A love story to remember.
The Lady & the Smythe
Quinlin Proxy Brides Series Book 1 - Mhairi
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Published: June 16, 2018
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A promise to their dying father that was why Mhairi Quinlin wanted to strangle the life out of her selfish younger sisters. Mhairi had had her fair share of suitors, but she hid an awful secret. She had vowed never to marry. All she wanted to do was run away to escape, but her sisters had planned well. Her proxy husband was arriving on the afternoon train. No welcome awaited Connor Smythe, but how would this stranger respond to her failure to welcome him with open arms?
Australian born, Connor Smythe stood six-foot-six. Broad-shouldered and lean-hipped, a leather strap tied back hair, the color of freshly threshed wheat shot through with streaks of gold, at the base of his stout neck. Sinewy muscle rippled with latent power beneath the contour of black cotton pants and long-sleeved black shirt. Grown men had fled in the face of Connor Smythe’s anger.
Connor came to Arkansas for land. But when his eyes roamed over skin the color of pink rose petals, beautifully shaped lips pursed in a pout, and violet tear-filled eyes peeking from under the brim of a silly hat, the word wife rang through his mind. Fate had placed Mhairi Quinlin in his life. He had nothing to lose and everything to gain—a farm, a family, and a means to practice his trade.
Mhairi faced the fight of her life. Her dream of marrying for love had died long ago. Although this strange arrangement appeared to be acceptable to her sisters and Connor, it mattered not. She would accept no man as husband.