Western Homestead Love (Trilogy Bundle)

By Melissa F. Hart

Western Temptation - Volume 1
Matt didn’t intend to become sheriff of the tiny town of new homesteaders, but someone needed to keep the peace. Not much happens in his little territory, and he likes it that way.
Erin needs a fresh start far away from the dark evil of her family. What she didn’t expect was to find the town sheriff so distractingly handsome.
When Erin’s family comes after her, Erin sees all her dreams vanish, along with the sheriff who wanted to protect her.

Western Seduction - Volume 2
Bloodied and hurt, Matt wakes to find Erin’s homestead in shambles, and she’s nowhere to be found. With no other choice, he must pursue her kidnappers to bring her back.
A small town sheriff is no match for her evil uncle, and she knows it. As they ride further and further away from her new start, she loses hope that she’ll ever see Matt again.
With guns blazing, Matt swoops in and saves the day, rescuing Erin and making quick work of the men who’ve taken her. As she tends his wounds, they can no longer fight their attraction to each other.

Western Incitation - Volume 3
Overcome by their desires, Matt introduces Erin to a desire she’s never known. Erin is a willing student with a few tricks of her own.
But danger is never far away. While they find a moment of peace, cattle rustlers find them and threaten their very lives.
Can Matt and Erin find safety in the wilds of this new western world?

• Language: English
• Publisher: MFH Ink Publishing
• Release date: Aug 12, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311869357

Melissa F. Hart

I started writing romance fiction since I was 16 years old. I'm now a published writer thanks to the wonderful world of ebooks.I live in Canada and I love the winter months. As you can see, I wrote several books related to the winter holidays.I'm not represented by an agent and I'm a proud indie. I have learned how to create websites and edit images, design book covers, etc. All my books and what you see on this website I have created myself.I'm currently a certified accountant but my dream is to be a full-time independent writer of hot erotic romance books.

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Western Homestead Love (Trilogy Bundle)

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Books in the series

Western Temptation - Volume 1

Western Seduction - Volume 2

Western Incitation - Volume 3

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Table of Contents

Western Temptation

1-Synopsis

1-Chapter One

1-Chapter Two

1-Chapter Three

1-Chapter Four

1-Chapter Five

Western Seduction

2-Synopsis

2-Chapter One

2-Chapter Two

2-Chapter Three

2-Chapter Four

Western Incitation

3-Synopsis

3-Chapter One

3-Chapter Two

3-Chapter Three

3-Chapter Four

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Western Temptation

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Synopsis

Matt didn’t intend to become sheriff of the tiny town of new homesteaders, but someone needed to keep the peace. Not much happens in his little territory, and he likes it that way.

Erin needs a fresh start far away from the dark evil of her family. What she didn’t expect was to find the town sheriff so distractingly handsome.

When Erin’s family comes after her, Erin sees all her dreams vanish, along with the sheriff who wanted to protect her.

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Chapter One

Matt lifted his hat and wiped his forehead with his handkerchief. It wasn’t even noon and the temperature was well above the norm for the season. If they didn’t get some rain soon, most of the new homesteaders’ crops wouldn’t fare very well until harvest.

He scanned the horizon and straightened. A cloud of dust lifted off the trail coming into town. He hadn’t expected any new settlers until tomorrow. Dropping his hat back on his head, he leaned his shovel against the post and walked to the edge of Main Street. Even with his brim shading the mid-day sun, he could barely see the wagon. Looked like a single. Maybe one of the families from over in Wolf Creek.

As it neared, he could make out the lone rider on the buckboard. Full-bodied and tall, but he couldn’t discern any features beneath the floppy-brimmed hat. As the wagon neared, he noticed the droop of the horses’ heads and the crusted dirt over their bodies. This wasn’t a rider from anywhere close; they’d been on the trail for days.

The wagon eased to a stop, and he stepped out from the shade of the general store. Howdy.

Hi. The easy lilt of the rider’s voice caught him off guard, and he stepped closer. A woman tugged off her hat, sending a wide mass of fat curls tumbling over her shoulder. Now that she was so close, Matt wasn’t sure how he’d managed to mistake her for anything other than a woman. She stood and stretched, pulling her shirt and breeches tight against her body. He swallowed.

She may be dressed like a man, but there wasn’t a single thing manly about how well she filled out those clothes. Regaining his composure, Matt pulled his gaze up to meet hers, tugging off his hat with chagrin. Howdy, miss. Can I help you?

She sighed and handed him her reins, then disregarded his outstretched hand and hopped out of the wagon herself. I’m just here to find the sheriff and get directions to my place.

Well, hopefully I can help you with both. He held out his hand. I’m Matt, Sheriff of Warrenville.

Her face brightened, and she shook his hand. Fantastic. It’s been a long ride. She looked over his shoulder at the general store. "I need to pick up a few things while I’m here. Will you come in with me while you give me directions?

Chapter Two

Erin didn’t wait for the sheriff to follow her into the store. She was used to men thinking she was this tiny frail flower who needed to be doted on. If he wasn’t along fast enough to open her door with a gentlemanly swoop, he’d be sure enough any second to help carry her groceries. While it was always nice to have a man around to help with some things, Erin didn’t think they were as necessary as some women—and every man.

She was so excited to be homesteading her own place. Better that the local boys know soon enough that she could handle things on her own. Sure enough, she barely made it to the first aisle before the sheriff was at her elbow, offering to help. Erin turned to look at him again. He was very handsome with all that black hair and his well-trimmed mustache, but she could guarantee he was more trouble than he was worth. Every man was.

But that didn’t mean she was against letting them help. As she gathered the items off her list, she handed them to him one by one until his arms overflowed.

The trip from Iowa had been long and arduous, but so very worth it. Now she had a place of her own and no one to tell her what to do. She’d read every book she could manage to borrow and had studied during every spare moment to know everything she needed to homestead her very own plot. First she was going to have to build a house and a shed, but she’d rationed out how long each section would take, and her plan was to have enough of the house built that she could sleep in it come wintertime.

She paid for her parcels, and the kind sheriff took them out to her wagon.

Where did you say you were headed? He lifted his hat and wiped his sweaty brow.

My homestead. The Erin Wisecomb plat.

His eyes bulged just enough that Erin knew he had quickly put the pieces together and understood who her family was and that it would be in his best interest to get her taken care of. Hopefully that didn’t mean that he’d think she was in need of any extra protection or bothering. Her family—especially her uncles—had zero intention of coming out this way to bug her or anyone else in this sweet little town.

She just needed her land and no one bugging her.

Do you have family coming along in a bit, then?

Erin covered the supplies where he’d put them in the wagon and tied the tarp back down. No, sir. Just me.

He stepped back and eyed her curiously. Erin crossed her arms and met his stare, ready and well-versed in the lecture that was about to come.

"Now, I’m not sure what