About the Book
A sweet and heartwarming adventure of an Irish lass who wishes only to forget the war and find a place to make a new beginning.
Far from home and with no family left, Briley Donaghue answers an advertisement from a rancher seeking a wife in Montana Territory. She arrives in Crooked Creek to find an empty cabin, a letter from her fiancé, and too many unanswered questions. Alone and uncertain, Briley forges a new life in an unfamiliar land.
"Another great installment of the Crooked Creek series. McClintock is a good writer who sweeps the reader along in a sweet story with interesting characters to a satisfactory ending."
—Loves to Read
"Love M.K. McClintock's work. The characters come alive and transport to another time and place."
—Susan Adams, Amazon review
"I just love these shorts stories, set in the wilderness of Montana, they are very well written, and so refreshing with independent and brave women blended in western adventures set in post-Civil War Montana." —Nicole Laverdure
"Briley of Crooked Creek is a delightful short story; a quick read that makes one feel good. It tells the story of a young woman with a lot of courage and determination to make the best of a difficult situation. MK McClintock has a special talent for making it easy to fall into the story and visualize each scene. I am enjoying the Crooked Creek stories and look forward to the next installment." —Cherub's Library
Award-winning author MK McClintock writes historical romantic fiction about courageous and honorable men and strong women who appreciate chivalry, like those in her Montana Gallagher, British Agent, and Crooked Creek series. Her stories of adventure, romance, and mystery sweep across the American West to the Victorian British Isles, with places and times between and beyond. With her heart deeply rooted in the past, she enjoys a quiet life in the northern Rocky Mountains.
Crooked Creek, Montana Territor—December 1865
UNTOUCHED SNOW SURROUNDED the small cabin. A narrow stream of smoke did not rise from the chimney. The small barn tucked away behind the cabin stood in silence, as though its occupants had long abandoned the sturdy structure.
“Are you certain you have the right place, ma’am?”
Briley Donaghue sat perched on the seat of the buckboard next to the older man with a friendly smile who answered to Clete. The stage coach driver had greeted Clete with a grand handshake and broad grin, asking after his wife. The driver assured her that no one would look after her better than Clete, and so she hired him. She had expected her future husband to meet the stage and escort her to the home they would share. At least, that had been the fanciful notion Briley’s imagination had concocted when she answered the advertisement. His letters hadn’t been filled with romantic gestures nor had she really expected such things from a stranger.
Now that she gazed upon her immediate future, Briley thought that if she’d had any sense at all, she would have found a way to return to Ireland rather than venturing to Montana Territory. “It’s the right place.” Her voice was filled with apprehension.
Excerpt © MK McClintock
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