Escaping Prejudice With The California Rancher: A Mail Order Bride Romance

By Doreen Milstead

Escaping Prejudice With The California Rancher -- Sick of the taunts from the inhabitants of her small town, above average weight Jocelyn had endured numerous insults since she was a small child. An ad for mail order brides spurred her to act and she wrote to the company and was matched up with a rancher in California who wanted a wife with a sense of adventure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Susan Hart
• Release date: Oct 6, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310022630

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Jocelyn Is Finally Free To Love Michael

(A Clean Western Historical Romance)

By

Doreen Milstead

Copyright 2015 Classic Western Romances Presents

Synopsis: Jocelyn Is Finally Free To Love Michael -- Sick of the taunts from the inhabitants of her small town, above average weight Jocelyn had endured numerous insults since she was a small child. An ad for mail order brides spurred her to act and she wrote to the company and was matched up with a rancher in California who wanted a wife with a sense of adventure.

Jocelyn had never really expected to get married. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. Jocelyn wanted nothing more than to settle down with the man of her dreams and celebrate God’s approval of the union with an enormous party, complete with all her favorite foods and a gigantic cake that everyone could share.

However, with the way it was in her small, South Carolina town, Jocelyn knew that if she wanted that kind of life, the kind where she loved a man, he loved her, and they spent the rest of their days together, she’d have to leave.

Good Lord, Jocelyn, Randy Black hooted as she spurred her horse forward. Where’d you get a beast strong enough to bear you? Will you breed it? I need some stumps pulled out on my property sooner or later.

Jocelyn set her mouth in a straight line and kept her gaze steady on the road ahead. She wouldn’t give the likes of Randy Black the satisfaction in knowing that she felt the stings of their barbs. She just wouldn’t.

She dismounted at the post office and marched inside. Two other men tittered at the sight of her and she couldn’t help but here the jibes they made as the door shut behind her.

Why do you figure she wears breeches like that?

Probably don’t make dresses that go up to her size.

Dresses? She’d have better luck with a tent, maybe.

Just as the Lord had seen fit to give Jocelyn a thick, corpulent body, he’d also bestowed upon her better than average hearing. Sometimes, it felt like a cruel joke, being able to hear people gossiping about her size as she went about her errands in town.

When she was little, she’d tried to pray for a different body. She was rotund from birth; her mother was fond of telling her.

Please, God, young Jocelyn said, the floorboards beneath her making her knees ache as she kneeled. Just take this away from me. Why couldn’t I be like Polly Molston? Or Jennifer McAllister? Anyone else, Lord. Why do I have to be me?

Her parents had fussed at her when they’d heard that little prayer, even though Jocelyn had overhead them several nights ago fretting because she’d outgrown yet another dress.

God made you the way you are because he had reason to, her mother said.

That’s right, her father agreed. "God had a plan for you,