Bullet Proof Bride — Pink Pistol Sisterhood, Book #4 by Kit Morgan

 

Can you believe it? Petticoats & Pistol authors coming together to make one of the most fantastic series I’ve seen in a long time. And I must say, I’m not only honored to be a part of this incredible endeavor, I’m floored by the talent of my sister fillies! And, at long last, my book is now on pre-order!

In the writing world, there have been many of what we call, multi-author projects. I’ve done quite a few of them myself. Some small, some large, but this group is chock full of so much talent it blows my socks off. So yeah, you’re in for a real treat! 

My book, Bullet Proof Bride is the fourth book in our series and I’m having fun writing it. Now, as many of you know, I was raised by a homicide detective, so on occasion I like to put a little mystery or suspense in my books. What can I say? I can’t help myself. Dad would be so proud! So by the time the mysterious pink pistol falls into the hands of my bride along with the pickle she finds herself in, she’d like to use it the way a pistol ought to be used. But love? How can a pistol bring love into her life when all she’s trying to do is keep it? The train robbers she’s managed to upset certainly won’t care if she finds love!

Lucky for her she’s stuck in Nowhere, Washington, where folks try to help each other out. She just hopes they help when the shooting starts. If, indeed, it does. At least she’s got a handy dandy pistol to protect herself with. Better yet, she can shoot! Maybe she should mention it to a few folks, as the local banker has it in his head he has to protect her. When trouble does come to call, who will be protecting whom, and how is she to protect her heart? Rhys Miller is handsomer than he ought to be and he’s making it harder and harder for her to concentrate on staying alive. Good grief, what if she winds up protecting him? Can he shoot? Maybe she better find out! Because the last thing she wants is to have to worry about another tragedy. After all, tragedy is what landed her in Nowhere to begin with.

 Karen Witemeyer began our series with In Her Sights, the rest of the books available for pre-order are by Shanna Hatfield-Book 2, Cheryl Pierson-Book 3, and myself. And there’s more to come!

 

Here’s an excerpt from Bullet Proof Bride:

The Weaver Farm Train Stop in Washington, August 1900

 Goldie Colson stared at the apple orchards as the train took on water. They’d been here a while. Her destination was Nowhere, a nothing of a town in Washington that was as far from her old life as she could get. On the one hand, that was a good thing. Her life in Kansas City was horrible. She lost her parents in a bank robbery less than a year ago and now her betrothed to a bunch of train robbers.

“Miss Colson?”

She looked at the elderly conductor with eyes red from crying. “Yes?”

“Are you sure you don’t need anything? Something to eat?” The folks that live here are bringing food for everyone.”

Before she could speak, she noticed a giant of a man coming down the aisle. He was middle-aged with chestnut brown hair mixed with gray and had blue eyes. He stopped when he reached them. “Howdy ma’am. Name’s Arlan Weaver. We heard what happened. Are ya all right?”

A tiny laugh escaped, then another. “I just lost my intended and his father. No, I am not all right.” She looked out the window again. True, the men she lost she’d just met at a train station in Boise. She was a mail-order bride, and her betrothed, one Theodore Ferguson and his father, Ben Ferguson, were off to visit Ben’s sister in Nowhere. The ride out of Boise was uneventful for a long time and she’d spent it trying to get to know her future husband. It was the same after they left Baker City in Oregon. She was beginning to like the man she was about to marry when they entered the state of Washington. Then the train was robbed but hours ago, and not all the outlaws escaped. “What is this place?”

“The Weaver farm, ma’am,” Mr. Weaver said. “Maybe I ought to have my wife take a look at ya.” He excused himself and hurried from the car.

Goldie watched him go then went back to staring out the window. She didn’t know how many passengers were in the other car. They were spread between two, her car carrying her little party of three and a few others. Theodore and his father had been shot while the rest of the passengers fled into the second car seeking refuge. She had no idea if anyone in the second car had been wounded or killed. She only knew what happened in this one. Four lay dead. Two of them outlaws.

Two more men entered the car, took one look at what lay in the rear seats, then headed that way. A woman followed. She was middle aged, pretty, and had brown hair and kind brown eyes.

“Hello,” she greeted. “I’m Samijo Weaver. Why don’t you come with me?”

Goldie nodded, too numb to do anything else. How did she survive? She should have been shot too. But fate intervened when her future father in-law slumped in the seat in front of her, and she grabbed the gun out of his hand. The rest was a blur. She didn’t remember firing the weapon, but obviously did.

“Come along, now,” Mrs. Weaver said gently. “Let’s get you taken care of.”

Goldie’s lower lip trembled, and she bit it. She let the woman guide her from the seat and steer her off the train. With no home and no place to go anymore, Goldie had no idea what to do. But she was alive, and for now, that was enough.

 

We know you’re going to love these stores as much as we’ve loved writing them for you! The uniqueness of the span of time from the first book to the last covers stories set in the past and present and what’s in between. And of course, we have our own magazine! If you haven’t checked out our Pink Pistol Sisterhood Facebook group yet, then head on over and join the fun! 

If you haven’t yet seen our magazine, you can find them here:

Issue #1

Issue #2

To Pre-Order Bullet Proof Bride, go Here

What do you think of our series so far? I’ll be giving away one e-copy of Bullet Proof Bride when it’s released to one lucky commenter!