The Carson Brothers of Kansas Box Set


The Carson Brothers of Kansas is bundled as a box set for 99 cents for a limited time!

In the age of gunslingers, train robberies, and frontier towns, the Carson brothers of Kansas are notorious for their rowdy and lawless ways. But, even the most hardened soul can’t resist falling in love when he meets his match, and these cowboys will do that and more.

A Mail Order Bride for Charlie

Desperate for grandbabies, and cursed with four wayward sons, Maggie Carson concocts a scheme to impersonate them in letters sent back east for mail order brides.

Rebecca Hart is the first ensnared, romanced by sweet words, poetry, and the promise of a new life. When she arrives in Topeka, she is eager to marry the man she thought she had come to admire, but the groom, Grant Carson, is nowhere to be found. It is his younger brother, Charlie, who greets her at the train station. Charlie is appalled after discovering his mother’s deception, yet jealous that Rebecca is meant for his older brother, who, in his estimation, does not deserve her.

A Mail Order Bride for Bronson

Fleeing from an abusive marriage, Charlotte Mills and her five-year-old son, Dudley, travel to Kansas in the hope of securing a better future. While on the train to Topeka, the passengers are robbed by a band of outlaws. In the midst of the chaos, one of the bandits, a tall, rugged man in a bandana, shamelessly steals her last ten dollars. Injured after a robbery, Bronson Carson is forced to return to the Carson Ranch to recuperate; where he meets the woman he robbed, as she nurses him back to health.

A Mail Order Bride for Wyatt

While on the Chisholm Trail, Eugenia’s drawn to the handsome trail boss, but Wyatt Carson, oldest of the Carson brothers, has no plans to settle down just yet or anytime soon, preferring his freedom. Eugenia is a raven-haired beauty with big, dark eyes. Her fun and flirty manner begin to wear him down, especially after she dons a pair of men’s denim pants and learns to ride and shoot. The flirtatious vixen tempts him like no other, and his good intentions begin to evaporate. As the cowboys pull into Abilene, Wyatt must let Eugenia go. This could be the biggest challenge of his life.

A Mail Order Bride for Grant

Grant Carson’s stubborn refusal to settle down and marry has exasperated his long-suffering mother, Maggie. He has been involved with a married woman for years now, but being shot at by an angry husband has forced him to rethink his choices. Grant is intrigued by Eva’s innocent vulnerability, wanting more than anything to help her. Yet the plucky blonde is illusive and vexing, having a plan of her own.

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Madeline: The Outlaw’s Redemption

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Madeline: The Outlaw’s Redemption


She’s the daughter of a lawman. He’s a notorious outlaw, or is he? They can never be together, but this fiery redhead will defy her family to marry the man she loves.

On the verge of an engagement to Samuel Hardy, Madeline Ashton is a carefree young woman with the world at her feet. It’s not until her father arrests the notorious “Gentleman Bandit” that she meets Jared Stott, staring at the handsome outlaw through the bars of a jail cell.

Having come to the Colorado Territory to find a wife and open a shop, Jared Stott is stunned to be arrested, having been implicated in a series of robberies he did not commit. Being the identical brother of a bank robber, no one believes his innocence, except the beautiful redhead, whose father happens to be a lawman.

Surviving the hangman’s noose is only the beginning of Jared Stott’s troubles, because Madeline’s family is firmly against him. To compound matters, he is saddled with his brother’s wife and child, a burden worsened by the woman’s drinking. The only glimmer of light on the horizon is Madeline, who is steadfast in her love for him and her faith in the Lord, hoping that one day they can be together.

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A behind the scenes look at a photo shoot for a romance cover!

Choosing the images I need for my books is always a challenge. I typically scour stock photo sites for hours looking for the perfect picture and I end up with “something” that works. I’m always frustrated by the fact that I need the model to look a certain way to match the sweet romance genre. I often find the images I want, but the model has too much makeup on or she’s dressed in an outfit that is modern. Showing a lot of skin won’t work for an inspirational or a western cover.

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Then there is the matter of the expression on the model’s face. My heroines are typically suffering and in some sort of peril or adventure. A smiling woman is a beautiful thing, but I need a girl that looks pensive, even slightly melancholy. The Old West was a harsh and unforgiving place to live, and the cover has to reflect that to some degree.

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An author friend generously gave me a few photos from photographer Phil Marley, which I have recently used on the cover of Gillian: The Oregon Trail (The Brides of the Rockies) and the soon to be released Madeline: The Outlaw’s Redemption (The Brides of the Rockies). Not only are these women young and pretty, yet they also convey the mood of my stories perfectly.

I feel really lucky to have the use of these photographs. It’s made publishing recently a lot easier, and saved me hours going over stock photo sites. The end result is exactly what I had hoped for. They are some of my favorite covers, and I look forward to using more of the same photos for soon to be released projects.

Thank you,

Carré White

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Gillian: Brides of the Rockies Book 4

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Gillian: Brides of the Rockies is 99 cents for a Limited Time Only!

Two broken hearts collide on the path to redemption …

After being given to a wealthy man in a faro game, Gillian Netty Stone flees Virginia for the safety of Independence, Missouri. On the edge of civilization, the town borders a vast prairie, and the promise of freedom for so many—including Gillian. But trouble always has a way of intruding, and she is on the run again, sneaking aboard a stranger’s wagon, as he prepares to join a group of settlers heading west on the Oregon Trail.

Cole Clarkson is stunned to find a young woman in his wagon, hiding amongst crates of provisions. Being with Gillian reminds him of the past and all that he’s lost—a family he will never see again. Opening his heart is far too great a risk, but the winsome brunette breaks through each of his defenses, weakening his resolve to never fall in love again.

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Daisy: Brides of the Rockies

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My new release, Daisy: Brides of the Rockies is free thru Monday at Amazon. Two of my other books are also on sale.

Jesse Gunn’s farmer friends convince him to have his fortune told, but he never expected the gypsy fortuneteller with the fake accent to be so lovely, so enticing. Intrigued, he asks her to dinner, but Daisy has an agenda, thinking his father is also her own. Stunned by the accusation, Jesse doubts this claim. Daisy couldn’t possibly be his sister, or could she?

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Here is an excerpt from Daisy.

An hour and a half later, I was ready to close the shop, having read for six people and earned a few coins. Fay had left, needing to prepare for the show tonight. I washed the coal from my hair, dunking my head in a bowl of water. Then I wiped away the kohl from around my eyes. I wore my best dress, a grey and black skirt with a bustle and a fitted bodice. Gathering my hair into a bun, I tied the ribbons of a bonnet beneath my chin, examining myself in the mirror. I longed to look like this every day, not just for church or special occasions.

“You look like a proper lady now,” I murmured to myself.

A small revolver remained hidden in a drawstring purse, and I figured I would not have to use it, but a girl could never be too sure. The rap on the door made me jump.

“Just a moment.” Was that Mr. Gunn already? I released the lock, peeking outside at the tall man who stood on my stoop. “Hello.”

He grinned beneath a wide-brimmed hat. “Evenin’.”

“You’re early.”

“You look ready to me.”

“I am.”

“Then what are we waiting for?”

He seemed entirely too eager to whisk me away. “W-where are we going again?”

“To my parent’s farm. It’s a few miles into the valley.”

“And you’ll bring me back, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“How do you propose we arrive? I wasn’t planning on walking that far.”

“Me either. I got a horse and wagon. Is that acceptable to you?”

“That’s fine.” I closed the door behind me, turning the key in the lock. One could never trust the circus folk, as quite a few had been thieves in earlier careers. “I’m ready then.” He helped me down the steps. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

I marveled at his height, his handsome face hidden beneath several days worth of hair growth. “Does your family know about me?”

“I’ll let you fill ‘em in on all the details, honey.”

“You don’t believe I’m your sister, do you?”

“Not in the least, but if it amuses you to think so, then be my guest.”

“What if I am?”

“That remains to be seen.”

I had brought a gold watch, with Mr. Gunn’s initials inscribed in the back. It was the only bit of proof I had that he was my father, that and my birth certificate, but I kept the paper hidden in a safe place.

“You sure you don’t recognize your own kin?”

He glanced at me, smirking. “You look nothing like a Gunn, Daisy.”

“I inherited my looks from my mother.”

“It’s not just the physical attributes. I can assure you. If you really were my sister, I wouldn’t be attracted to you in the least.” His eyes skimmed over me, their depths darkening. “As it is, I find you extremely attractive.”

I pursed my lips. “Well, that’s not good.”

“Not for your claim to my name. Nope.”

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Faith: Brides of the Rockies

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Is free on Amazon 19-23 March 2015

On the train to Denver, a rough-looking man captures Faith Hardwood’s attention; the stranger compels her in a way she’s never known. When robbers beset the passengers, he comes to her aid. The damage is done however, as she is robbed of every penny—the money she needed to live on.

Owen Birch, the stranger, has gambled his way to success, owning several hotels and saloons. Traveling on business, he encounters a young woman, Faith, who takes his breath away. After the robbery, he generously gives her money, because she has lost everything.

Two years later, at a faro table one evening, Faith sees the man she met on the train. He too recognizes her. Although fate has been unkind, Faith senses her luck is about to change. However, Owen isn’t the sort of man to settle down. He offers to spoil Faith as his mistress, but she refuses, because she’s in love, and it’s a husband she wants.

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“What if you were to accompany me? I could pay you for the service.”

“Accompany you?”

“Travel with me.”

“And sleep in your bed.”

“I would pay you generously.”

The heat I had felt a moment ago grew cold. “I see.”

“You may purchase a new wardrobe. You may have all the hats and furs you like. You’ll travel in style. You’ll eat at all the best restaurants. Would that be agreeable to you?”

The wine I had drunk churned in my belly, having soured. “I suppose, considering my circumstances I should take that offer. Heaven knows there might not ever be another one.”

“You sound peeved.”

“I’d be your paid companion. I’d be like a personal whore. It’s charming, really, but I think I prefer my life the way it is.”

“You are peeved.”

“I’m sorry, Owen, but I must decline your … your offer.”

“I should’ve rephrased it. You’d not be a whore, Faith.”

“Yes, I would. I’d sleep in your bed and do whatever people do there and walk around in pretty things and live in rooms like this, but I wouldn’t have a ring around my finger or the blessings of the church. I’d be no better than a doxy on Market Street. Then, once you tire of me, you’ll toss me out with some money and I’ll be old and used and no man will ever want to marry me.”

He ran fingers through his hair. “I’ve fudged this completely.”

“Oh, you’ve made yourself quite clear. I heard you perfectly the first time.”

“I didn’t mean it in such a way. I’d never toss you out into the street.” He glanced at me. “You’d just live with me forever, as my companion.”

“Well, if that’s what you want, why not marry me?”

“Because you’d not be satisfied with that.”

“What does that mean?”

“You’d want children. You’d want to stay in one place.”

“That’s true. I do want that, but I realize it may never happen.”

He seemed thoughtful, but whatever it was had him frowning. “I think it will. You’re far too lovely to be left to rot in a saloon. Some man is going to know your worth and snap you up.”

“But not you.”

“I’ve just offered you a new life. You may take it, Faith.”

“To be your mistress.”


“I have to decline.” It wasn’t anger I felt anymore, but sadness. All the enjoyment of having come to see him had evaporated. “I should go.”

“I’ll be in town for a few days. You have time to reconsider.”

“I can’t. I have to stay and take care of my father. He needs me.”

“In a cramped room in a boarding house over a saloon.”

“Yes. It’s not glamorous in the least, but it’s honest.”

“And my offer is somehow dishonest?”

“No, but it’s not what I want.”

“I think you’ll change your mind.”

“You’re far too optimistic.” He wasn’t used to not getting his way in the least. My negative answer had bothered him greatly, his eyes taking on an imploring quality. Knowing once I left this room, I would more than likely never see him again, I reached out to touch his face. “You’re a good man, Owen. I’m flattered by the offer, but you must understand. I want a house and children and a normal, quiet life. Traveling from place to place is exciting, but I know I’d grow weary of it.”

“You couldn’t sacrifice some things to be with me?”

“We’re essentially strangers. You won’t be here long enough for me to know you.”

I would say goodbye to Owen now, although it pained me to do so. Of all the men I had met in my life, he was the only one who even remotely tempted me to discard my morals and every other dream I had. Leaning in, I kissed him lightly, my lips brushing his. Inhaling the scent of his cologne, the aroma teased me, a reminder of that moment on the train two years ago when I had met a handsome and intriguing man.

Closing my eyes, I sighed against his lips, his tongue sweeping into my mouth. His hands grasped my face, the fingers feeling warm against my cheeks. I had never kissed a man before, not knowing what to expect. The sheer pleasure of it caught me by surprise. Whatever dormant feelings I had hidden, sprang to life, propelling me to scoot nearer to him. Our lips felt soft and moist, while our tongues collided repeatedly, the sensation like warm honey. I drifted … floated … a moan tearing from my throat.

“Faith,” he murmured near my ear. “Please reconsider.”

Kissing him had been a mistake, a terrible, massive, horrible mistake. I pulled away, gazing at him. “Oh, drat.”


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