The Rancher Takes A Bride (The Burnett Brides Book 1)

knee.
    "I didn't know that you had captured my heart. I've fallen deeply in love with you, but didn't know it until you were gone."
    Rose gasped, not believing the words Travis was speaking.
    He reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold wedding band and held it up. "This is the ring that brought us together." He paused. "Will you please marry me, be my wife?"
    Rose stared down at the big, handsome cowboy who was on bended knee asking her to marry him. Who had managed to say the words she so longed to hear. She knew what this had cost him in pride, yet he had done it for her.
    A sob escaped her throat and she threw her arms around him, knocking him back onto the ground. They both lay in the grass, her on top of him, kissing.
    Finally he pulled back, breaking the seal of their lips. "Does this mean you'll say yes?"
    "Yes. I'll marry you, Travis Burnett, bear your children, and even learn to ride horses with you. But I will not learn how to be a proper lady."
    He laughed. "I love you, Rose. Please don't ever change or stop loving me."
    Covering her lips with his own, he sealed their promise to one another.
    Finally, Rose broke off the kiss. "I'm still angry at your mother, but without her scheming, we would never have found one another." She held up her hand in the light. "This little band of gold brought us together and will have kept us together until death do us part."
    He kissed her lightly on the nose and laughed. "Even death won't keep us apart. Madam Desirée will find a way to unite us.
    ––The End––

Author Bio

    Sylvia McDaniel
    Sylvia McDaniel and her very supportive husband, Don live in Texas with their teenage son, Shane; Putz, the klutzy dachshund; and Ashley our shy dachshund. During the day Sylvia works for a small insurance agency helping clients with their commercial insurance coverage.
    Hooked on romances at a very young age, she is now hopelessly addicted to writing and gets up at 4:30 A.M. four mornings a week to write for two hours before going to her day job. Plus she spends at least three evenings a week in front of the computer working on her dream of publishing a best-selling romance.
    The weekends are spent working out in the garden until the temperature climbs above ninety degrees. Recently, with the help of her husband, she learned to make homemade blueberry and blackberry jam. Cooking is not her favorite past-time and she prefers Don’s cooking any day of the week.
    Currently, she’s written fourteen novels and sold nine. A 1996 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist, 1995 President of North Texas Romance Writers of America, and the 2012 President-Elect of Dallas Area Romance Authors. You can write to Sylvia at P.O. Box 2542, Coppell, TX 75019 or visit her Web site: http://www.SylviaMcDaniel.com

Preview The Burnett Brides Series:
The Outlaw Takes A Bride

    EXCERPT:
    “"I've Waited Years for a Husband."
    Beth stopped in front of Tanner, her hazel eyes flashing indignantly. "To have someone who would wake up in my arms each morning, a baby to rock to sleep. Isn't that what all women dream of? So why am I so bad for wanting the same things?"
    "You're not as long as you know I'm not good husband material." Tanner took a deep breath and tried not to reflect on what he could see beneath her sheer nightgown. "But you think you can soothe my hurts and make me care about you enough that I'll change my ways."
    "I don' t give a fig about your hurts."
    Tanner didn't want to stop. "You think that beneath this rough exterior there's a man worth saving, worth turning into a husband. You're wrong."
    God, how he wanted her even when she was pushing him, making him feel things he'd long forgotten. He still wanted to feel her arms around him, even while he was trying his best to push her away.
    "I have a man waiting for me. Why would I want a coldhearted bastard like you?"
    "Because the man waiting for you, doesn't make you feel like this," he said as he pulled her into his arms.
    ––– end of excerpt –––

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    The Outlaw Takes A Bride

The Marshal Takes A Bride

    EXCERPT:

    A RELUCTANT BRIDE
    At the sound of the rapid knock, Tucker glanced up from the paperwork on his desk. Why did the sight of Sarah always cause his heart to give a small leap? She stood in the doorway, her face red, her body taut, something was dreadfully wrong.
    “Can I come in?” Her voice was polite and brisk.
    Tucker jumped up from behind the desk and hurried around to greet her.