The Billionaire's Colton Threat
Their lives are in danger…and so are their hearts!Their lives are in danger…and so are their hearts!Single, pregnant and nearly bankrupt, Halle Ford makes a deal with a sexy Scottish devil: she'll marry billionaire Alastair Buchanan. Why? For the sake of their baby – conceived after one night of passion – and to save her beloved Bluewood Ranch. They plan to divorce after one year, but fate might just surprise them!But no sooner do the cowgirl and her Scot say ‘I do’, than their livelihoods are threatened. Someone begins sabotaging Halle's ranch, while Alastair's family whiskey empire comes under siege. Drawn together by passion and danger, can the newlyweds protect the family they've both come to cherish?
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In the latest The Coltons of Shadow Creek romance, a billionaire and his expectant bride put their lives on the line
Single, pregnant and nearly bankrupt, Halle Ford makes a deal with a sexy Scottish devil: sheâll marry billionaire Alastair Buchanan. Why? For the sake of their babyâconceived after one night of passionâand to save her beloved Bluewood Ranch. They plan to divorce after one year, but their burgeoning Lone Star love might just surprise them!
But no sooner do the cowgirl and her Scotsman say, âI do,â than their very livelihoods are threatened. Someone begins sabotaging Halleâs ranch, while Alastairâs family whiskey empire comes under siege. Drawn together by passion and danger, can the newlyweds protect the family theyâve both come to cherish?
âAre you sure you want to take on another full-time job on top of the ranch? With a new baby?â
âThatâs the question, isnât it?â
âThatâs part of what brought me here, Halle.â
She grabbed a napkin from the acrylic holder on the table and wiped her eyes, then blew her nose. Alastair made a note to order the finest linen handkerchiefs for her, with the Scottish thistle embroidered on them. Her hands were long, her fingers graceful. Would their child have her hands?
Her long, shuddering breath emphasized her ramrod-straight posture. He was certain she was made of steel. She rested her sharp whiskey eyes on him.
âGo on.â
âMarry me, Halle. For the sake of our child, marry me.â
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The Coltons of Shadow Creek:
Only family can keep you safe...
Former naval intelligence officer and US Naval Academy graduate GERI KROTOW draws inspiration from the global situations sheâs experienced. Geri loves to hear from her readers. You can email her via her website and blog, www.gerikrotow.com.
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Emily Sylvan Kimâthank you for your belief in me.
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Halle Ford allowed her gaze to soak in the hill country that surrounded her family ranch. Sheâd been fortunate to travel around the country and world, but her heart always remained in Shadow Creek, Texas. Bluewood Ranch appealed to her inner cowgirl more than her slick corporate CPA job in Austin ever had. She leaned on the fence and sipped her morning cup of coffee, relishing this private time, her version of meditation. The split cedar logs that circled the paddock were as familiar as her fatherâs hug had been. As long as she didnât think about how much heâd spent on the fancy fencing before heâd died. An eastern spotted lizard was on the top of the fence, sunning himself in the late summer sunshine. âHey, little guy.â He ignored her, stretching his neck and displaying his brilliant green skin covered with flamboyant spots to his advantage.
Running her fatherâs ranch had always been a far-off dream, but Chancellor Fordâs sudden death in a horrific car crash six months ago had turned her dream into a nightmare. Besides facing the fact that Dad was gone forever, sheâd had to come to terms with how heâd been killed. Heâd been taken away by a hit-and-run driver, the same woman whoâd terrorized Shadow Creek for decades until her imprisonment. Her terror had continued after her escape from prison and until her presumed death six months ago. Thanks to cop-bribing prison-escapee Livia Colton, Halleâs life had been shattered and she had inherited Bluewood Ranch. At present, Bluewood wasnât faring well financially, much to her heartbreak. Even with her accounting and business acumen that sheâd sharpened at that high-powered marketing firm in Austin, sheâd been unable to bring the ranch back to life.
Yet. It had only been a little over six months, and the first six weeks or so after the accident didnât count as far as she was concerned. The shock of Daddyâs death and her transition from an office career to running Bluewood had been tough. The move back to rugged, beautiful Shadow Creek from her well-appointed Austin condominium had been an adjustment in and of itself.
A soft whinny floated on the chilly morning breeze and she smiled as she recognized Elvis. The gelding was a gift from her dear friend Jade Colton. Jade ran Hill Country Farms, an off-track Thoroughbred rehab center. Jade had also sold Halleâs mare Buttercup to her after Chancellor Fordâs sudden death. Jade had known what a new horse would mean to Halle. Buttercup, along with Elvis and the other horses, had kept her from going over the edge after Daddyâs death. Murder was more like it.
Not for the first time she wanted to hurl the blue stone-fired mug at one of the boulders that sat in the makeshift rock garden between the ranch house and paddock. To smash the ceramic into lethal shards, as her heart had been when evil Livia Colton had killed her father. Even after being apparently killed in a freak flash flood right after the accident, Livia still haunted Halle. She wasnât one for superstition but it was hard to remain practical in the face of such tragedy. More than once Halle wished she could bring Livia back from the dead so that she could confront the murderer. She had destroyed so many dreams in Shadow Creek.
