#1 New York Times bestselling author Linda Lael Miller returns to Stone Creek, where secrets have a way of coming to light
Where does an outlaw go when he's ready to turn straight? For Wyatt Yarbro, reformed rustler and train robber, Stone Creek is his place of redemption. And lovely Sarah Tamlin is the perfect angel to help him clean up his act. But Sarah keeps a dark secret behind her prim and proper facade, even as her heart is lost to charming, sexy Wyatt. When a vengeful enemy prepares to unleash havoc on their peaceful town, Wyatt and Sarah will discover that they can't hide from the past. To win the fight, they must believe in something they never trusted beforethe hope of tomorrow. "Linda Lael Miller creates vibrant characters and stories I defy you to forget."-#1 New York Times bestselling author Debbie Macomber "Miller has created unforgettable characters and woven a many-faceted yet coherent and lovingly told tale." –Booklist on McKettrick's Choice "Miller's name is synonymous with the finest in western romance." -RT Book Reviews "Full of equal parts heart and heartache, Miller's newest western is sure to tug at the heartstrings from the first charming scene to the last." -RT Book Reviews on Big Sky Summer "Miller's down-home, easy-to-read style keeps the plot moving, and she includes...likable characters, picturesque descriptions and some very sweet pets." -Publishers Weekly on Big Sky Country "A delightful addition to Miller's Big Sky series. This author has a way with a phrase that is nigh-on poetic...this story [is] especially entertaining." -RT Book Reviews on Big Sky Mountain "A passionate love too long denied drives the action in this multifaceted, emotionally rich reunion story that overflows with breathtaking sexual chemistry." -Library Journal on McKettricks of Texas: Tate "Miller's prose is smart, and her tough Eastwoodian cowboy cuts a sharp, unexpectedly funny figure in a classroom full of rambunctious frontier kids." -Publishers Weekly on The Man from Stone Creek "Miller's return to Parable is a charming story of love in its many forms. The hero's struggles are handled in an informed and heartwarming way, and it's easy to empathize with the heroine's desire to start an independent, new life in this sweetly entertaining and alluring tale." -RT Book Reviews on Big Sky River "Miller's third Stone Creek novel gets as hot as the noontime desert. Miller's portrayal of Sarah as a strong, independent woman sets this novel apart from customary tales of the damsel in distress and the rescuing hero. Instead, Miller focuses on Sarah and Wyatt's shared and separate vulnerabilities and how they find it easier to face the difficulties of everyday life when they're together. Well-developed, personable characters and a handful of loose ends will leave readers anticipating future installments." --Publishers Weekly on The Rustler The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is the author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels. Now living in Spokane, Washington, the “First Lady of the West” hit a career high when all three of her 2011 Creed Cowboy books debuted at #1 on the New York Times list. In 2007, the Romance Writers of America presented her their Lifetime Achievement Award. She personally funds her Linda Lael Miller Scholarships for Women. Visit her at www.lindalaelmiller.com. It might have been the suffocating heat that had Miss Sarah Tamlin thinking of perdition-though of course three days of endless sermons had to be a factor-and how she'd almost certainly wind up there one day, as she pounded out the wheezing refrain of "Shall We Gather at the River" for a sweltering congregation. Seated at an organ hauled into Brother Hickey's big revival tent in the bed of a buckboard, Sarah endured, perspiring, longing to fan herself with her sheet music or brush away the damp tendrils of hair clinging to the sides of her neck. Every year in August, sure as the hay harvest, Brother Hickey and his roustabouts descended on the community like a circus without animals or parades, erected a canvas sanctuary on the grassy banks of Stone Creek, and set about saving the heathen from certain damnation. A portion of the congregation seemed to deem it necessary to get saved on an annual basis. There wasn't much to do in a place the size of Stone Creek, after all, and with no doubts about the fate of their immortal souls weighing on their minds, folks would be free to enjoy the picnic that always followed the preaching. Sarah forced the last few notes of the old hymn through the organ pipes and sighed with relief. The air was heavy and still-a baby gave a brief, fretful squall-and then, remarkably, a breeze swept through the gathering, as soft and cool as the breath of heaven itself. Startled, Sarah looked up from the cracked and yellowed keys of Brother Hickey's well-traveled organ, over the turned heads of the salvation-seekers, and saw a man standing at the back of