Wanted for a murder she did not commit, Emilee Hogan flees to a remote prairie town, but falls into the arms of former bounty hunter Cade Macallister, the brother of the man Emilee is accused of killing. Original.
She lives on the southeast coast of New England in a big house built in 1865—haunted, of course (this is New England, aren't they're ALL haunted?—and only a five minute walk from the ocean, with a husband she loves almost as much as he loves football, fishing & firearms.
Roaming the internet is only one of her obsessions.
I'm not sure what Rebecca Sinclair was on when she wrote that monstrosity, but after reading it, I wouldn't have thought that Mrs Sinclair could right a compelling story much less a coherent or cohesive one.
I guess... I thought wrong(?) Don't get me wrong, Forbidden Desires is no literary masterpiece. but as far as trashy romance novels, this is a lot of fun.