The Ipswich Novels

From Marcia:

When the decision was made a couple of years ago to change the cover of The Bewitching of Amoretta Ipswich, to better “match” the two other books in the Three Little Girls Dressed in Blue trilogy, I had no idea how much disappointment removing the “human element” from the cover would cause!  🙁  And although my slight OCD prefers that all the covers of the original Ipswich trilogy do match (mills and foliage with no human element involved), I have been haunted by the fact that so many of you were disappointed to see Nate Childs’s PERFECT cowboy image removed from the front and back cover!

Thus, though I decided almost immediately after the cover change to bring back the Nate edition, it took a while before we could make it possible.  However, at long last, your requests have been heard, and The Nate Childs Hardcover Collector’s Edition of The Bewitching of Amoretta Ipswich is now available here, on this site only!

Just for fun, here are the images of the front and back cover of the much sought after, Nate Childs hardcover edition!  I hope that if you missed it the first time around, you’re happy to see it back and available!  Enjoy!  (And thanks, Nate!)

The Bewitching of Amoretta Ipswich (Book 1)

Western Historical Romance

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The spirit of adventure and curiosity that dwelled within her bosom was passionate with excitement! It was obvious there was something wildly interesting inside the gristmill, and Amoretta silently swore to herself she would discover what it was no matter what. She promised herself that nothing short of torture could keep her from seeing what was inside now that her feet were set on the path.

“Is it frightening at all?” Calliope asked.

“Shh,” Blanche kindly scolded.

But Winnie whispered, “I suppose it could be considered frightenin’…to some girls.”

“Is it a ghost?” Calliope asked in a softer whisper.

“Oh heavens no!” Sallie giggled. “It’s ever so much more wonderful than a ghost!”

“Now everyone hush,” Prudence whispered as she began to rather creep toward the back outer wall of the mill. “If they hear us…well…we don’t want anyone to hear us is all.”

Slowly Amoretta and Calliope followed the others to a place where a board hung loosely from the rest of the wooden planks of the outer back wall of the gristmill. Blanche put a finger to her lips to remind everyone to be silent.

Winnie smiled as she took hold of Amoretta’s shoulders. “Just kneel here in the grass,” she whispered. Sallie knelt down in the grass and took Calliope’s hand to guide her to follow.

Amoretta carefully knelt in the cool grass shaded by mill and trees. Once Prudence and Blanche had knelt down with the others, Prudence pointed to the low, loosely hanging board, indicating that Amoretta and Calliope should look through the open space it presented.

Amoretta’s heart was pounding like the rapids of some raging river! What were they about to witness? Spirits roaming the old mill? Pirates? Outlaws? Her imagination couldn’t list possibilities quickly enough.

And then, all at once—in the space of a moment and a short gasp—Amoretta Ipswich knew exactly why the young ladies of Meadowlark Lake liked to sneak out to the gristmill and peep through the loose siding board.

“Oh my—” Amoretta’s exclamation of astonishment was silenced by Winnie’s hand quickly covering her mouth.”

    

Now…before I go any further…I MUST share a photograph I was able to snatch up recently.  This GORGEOUS, just soooo perfect photograph of a Tom Thumb Wedding couple, has inspired me toward writing Shay Ipswich and Warren Ackerman’s love story (hopefully some time THIS year)!  Do you LOVE it?!?!  The very MOMENT I saw this little photograph, I knew it was Shay and Warren!  I’ll tell you more about how I came to own the photo, who the children are in it, etc. at a later date (probably in the Author’s Note of Warren and Shay’s story).  But for now, know that this little photograph (which in real live measures only 4 in. high and 2 1/2 in. wide), has my mind simmering on one last Ipswich girls book!  I’m sooo excited!

 

The Bewitching of Amoretta Ipswich (Book 1)

Western Historical Romance

Click to Read Excerpt

The spirit of adventure and curiosity that dwelled within her bosom was passionate with excitement! It was obvious there was something wildly interesting inside the gristmill, and Amoretta silently swore to herself she would discover what it was no matter what. She promised herself that nothing short of torture could keep her from seeing what was inside now that her feet were set on the path.

“Is it frightening at all?” Calliope asked.

“Shh,” Blanche kindly scolded.

But Winnie whispered, “I suppose it could be considered frightenin’…to some girls.”

“Is it a ghost?” Calliope asked in a softer whisper.

“Oh heavens no!” Sallie giggled. “It’s ever so much more wonderful than a ghost!”

“Now everyone hush,” Prudence whispered as she began to rather creep toward the back outer wall of the mill. “If they hear us…well…we don’t want anyone to hear us is all.”

Slowly Amoretta and Calliope followed the others to a place where a board hung loosely from the rest of the wooden planks of the outer back wall of the gristmill. Blanche put a finger to her lips to remind everyone to be silent.

Winnie smiled as she took hold of Amoretta’s shoulders. “Just kneel here in the grass,” she whispered. Sallie knelt down in the grass and took Calliope’s hand to guide her to follow.

Amoretta carefully knelt in the cool grass shaded by mill and trees. Once Prudence and Blanche had knelt down with the others, Prudence pointed to the low, loosely hanging board, indicating that Amoretta and Calliope should look through the open space it presented.

Amoretta’s heart was pounding like the rapids of some raging river! What were they about to witness? Spirits roaming the old mill? Pirates? Outlaws? Her imagination couldn’t list possibilities quickly enough.

And then, all at once—in the space of a moment and a short gasp—Amoretta Ipswich knew exactly why the young ladies of Meadowlark Lake liked to sneak out to the gristmill and peep through the loose siding board.

“Oh my—” Amoretta’s exclamation of astonishment was silenced by Winnie’s hand quickly covering her mouth.”

The Secret Bliss of Calliope Ipswich (Book 2)

Western Historical Romance

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“Oh! Do link arms with me, Calliope,” Blanche whispered, her brown eyes widening with apprehension. She took Calliope’s arm, tightly linking it with her own. “The old Mulholland house still gives me the willies every time I walk past it. I hate to think on what might have gone on inside. It’s truly terrifyin’!”
“Oh, don’t be silly, Blanche,” Calliope said, feigning calm. “Poor Prudence’s lunacy…it’s sad. And besides, her fiendish acts were not committed inside the house. There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s just…it’s just a sad, empty building.” Calliope Ipswich felt the hypocrite, however, as an uncomfortable shiver of residual dread and unease shuttered down her spine,

More than six months had passed since the All Hollow’s Eve when the dangerous state of Prudence Mulholland’s fracturing mind had been revealed to the townsfolk of Meadowlark Lake. And now, each time Calliope thought of poor Prudence and her family, not only did her heart ache for their family’s unhappy lot but a chill of lingering horror rippled through her being.
In truth, at times Calliope wondered if it had all been simply a bad dream—a nightmare. But it hadn’t. It really had happened—all of it.

 

 

 

The The Romancing of Evangeline Ipswich (Book 3)

Western Historical Romance

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Evangeline startled a little as a somewhat quiet bark drew her attention from the autumn vista before her and to a medium-sized brown dog that had suddenly appeared at her side. The dog stood panting happily, as if he’d known her all her life, and it quite warmed Evangeline’s heart.

“Well, aren’t you a friendly little fellow?” she giggled as the dog—who she quickly noticed was missing one hind leg—sat at her feet, wagging its tail and panting in joyous anticipation of attention.

Again Evangeline giggled. “Aren’t you just a handsome man? Yes, you are,” she said to the dog as she hunkered down and scratched behind his ears. She laughed when the dog’s one hind leg began to beat the train platform as a signal of delight. “Oh, you are a sweetheart, aren’t you? I bet you’re quite the Romeo in town too, hmmm?”

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Evangeline Ipswich,” came a man’s voice from behind her. “And I see you’ve already won over Jones.”

Evangeline felt goose bumps break over her entire body, for she’d instantly recognized the voice, even for the near six years it had been since she’d last heard it.

And Just For Fun (Because the Ipswich’s are mentioned…)

With a Dreamboat in a Hammock

Contemporary Romance

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“Sir, I am so sorry,” Valynn started to apologize as her intestines began to twist themselves into knots of anxiety. “I had no idea who you were. I thought you…well, that you were here to lock up the building or something. I don’t even know what I thought really…but I didn’t think you were, you know, you.”

Valynn found herself uncharacteristically breathless as he smiled down at her and said, “It’s fine. Valynn? Is that right?”

“Yeah,” she managed to answer.

“It’s good to finally meet you,” he said. “And your work is…” He shook his head with admiration. “Your work really is the best I’ve ever seen.”

“Th-thank you! Wow, that means more than you can imagine…coming from you.” she stammered…

Instantly Valynn realized that she’d never really seen a photograph of the well-known photographer and entrepreneur. His work was so popular, as well as artistic, that she’d never paused to wonder what the man behind the camera looked like. But if she had taken a moment to wonder, she never, ever, ever would’ve imagined he was six foot three-ish, with gorgeous raven black hair, eyes that looked like two sapphires had been placed in them, the firmest, squarest, most perfectly shaped chin and jaw she’d ever seen on a man, and an overall appearance of just plain sigh-inducing hotness!

Save when you purchase all three Ipswich Trilogy Books!
(Does not include Nate Childs cover.)

 

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