Kathy L Wheeler

Author of the Series: Mail Order Bride

Mail Order Bride: The Counterfeit

Release date: June 11, 2019 – Publisher: Kathy L Wheeler

Editor: C.J. Obray; Elise Page – Cover Artist: Steven Novak Illustrations


After a disastrous first marriage, Will Jeffers hasn’t the stomach for another emotionally entailed union. All he needs is a wife to cook, nurse his mother, and look after the homestead. But good women are few and far between in Colorado mining country. A mail order bride is the perfect solution.

Amelia Johannasen is running for her life. Her mother has decided it’s time her daughter joined the family business, shattering Amy’s dreams of marrying for love. Imagine her surprise when she is mistaken for Will Jeffers mail order bride. She’ll take it.

With a head for numbers and talent for spinning tall-tales but no notion of how to cook or nurse a manipulative old woman, how can she reach the heart of a man once burned so badly, he’s sworn off love?


Cool Premise! Hello Kathy and welcome to the Spotlight! I love the idea of travel and romance! What literary pilgrimages have you gone on?

Well, I just returned from the 2019 Historical Romance Retreat. This was a reader event that was awesome. I’ve been on several so, I’ll stop there.


That sounds wonderful, relaxing and productive! What are common traps you see for aspiring writers?

Research, research, research — can you say “Squirrel?”


Writing is also support. What other authors are you friends with, and how do they help you become a better writer?

Alicia Dean, she is an editor for The Wild Rose Press; Amanda McCabe – part of my Martini Club. She’s fast, so to keep up…; Mary Jo Springer, the best brainstormer in the world.


Cool! I want to be part of your Martini Club!! If you could tell your younger writing self-anything, what would it be?

“You should have started sooner”


That is the best advice! How did publishing your first book change your process of writing?

It’s all about the craft. Yes, you may have a great idea, but you can’t edit a blank page and if you want to write, you need to sit your ass in the chair.


Absolutely! I agree whole-heartedly! What was the best money you ever spent as a writer?

I’m what you call a “conference whore” and the truth is, I had a great job at one time where I had four week vacation a year. So I used those days to hit all the conferences I could.


I’m becoming one of those too! I love conferences, you learn so much. What was an early experience where you learned that language had power?

Just reading as a child.


Great answer! What’s your favorite under-appreciated novel?

“Maybe It’s You, in my Bloomington Series.” I love her backstory. She grew up on the streets, her mother died of a drug overdose, and her grandmother is rich as Crocus.


How many unpublished and half-finished books do you have?

Not many. I tend to finish. So about 4 that are in the pike to complete. I have a plan.


How do you select the names of your characters?

I have a picture of the character in mind and chose their name based on that picture. I used to do the same thing with my dolls. I would stare at them until I found a name that fit.


Do you read your book reviews? How do you deal with bad or good ones?

I read the good ones. They keep me going.


What is your favorite childhood book?

Betsy & Tacy Series (5th grade); Nancy Drew; Trixie Beldon


Speed Dating…

(answer in ONE or  TWO words)


Would you prefer living in the city or country?



What color best describes your personality?



What are you most passionate about? BESIDES family!

Angel (my dog) & Carly (my cat)


What do you consider your best attribute?

I like to share


What’s your favorite beverage?

Hot tea


What song best sums you up?

On My Own (Les Miserables)


What does your desk look like right now? Clean or messy?



Are you a night owl or an early bird?



What book are you reading at the moment?

Agnes and the Hitman (Jennifer Crusie)


What would you take with you to a desert island? (three items)

Book, toothbrush, scrunchie


If you could invite anyone, dead or alive, to dinner, who would it be?

Tom Landry


What would be your ideal holiday destination?

Grand Cayman


What time in history would you have liked to be born in?

This one’s good


If a movie was made about your life, who would you want to play you?

Julia Roberts


DIY or call an expert?

Depends on the project, I take that back — Expert


What is your favorite fruit?



What is your favorite thing to learn about in your free time?

Music to sing


What is your favorite time of day?

Late at night or very very early when no one is awake


Are you a pantser or a plotter?



Music or silence?




“I’m happy to see you made it safe, ma’am. I apologize for being late, but as I mentioned in my letters, my ma, well, with her sick and all. I figured we oughta to start back right after the ceremony.”

She froze still as a statue. “Ceremony?”

“Our nuptials. I’m afraid I can’t leave Ma alone for long. No tellin’ what kind of—” He chuckled, but even to his own ears it sounded forced. “We can, uh, talk about that later. Your nursin’ skills and all.”

Those lovely eyes blinked up at him. And once again, he found himself drowning in bewitching sensations.

She heaved in a deep breath and let it out slow. “We’re to be … m-married? Now?”

He hardened his tone. “Yes’m.” He had no time for cold feet or feminine hysterics. “It’s what we agreed on, ma’am.” He bit out the words, tamping down the surge of irritation…and something he couldn’t define. Panic, that she wouldn’t follow through? It was ridiculous, an outrageous thought. He shook it off and pressed on, determined to see his plans fulfilled. “Er, I don’t get to the Springs all that often. And there ain’t no preacher within twenty miles of Cripple Creek.”

Her plump lips turned down. The sight coiled his insides tighter than a rattler ready to strike. “Cripple Creek? That’s a long way, right?”

Was she trying to renege? He steeled his spine. He’d done wasted enough time and money getting’ her here. More than anything he wanted, no needed, to secure this marriage.

Something banded his chest, squeezing out every square inch of air, at the same time, softened him inside. Desire rippled through him. “I’m working the mines near there,” he said gently. “The homestead isn’t quite that far out.”

The small breath and small nod she gave, released his own held breath.

He cleared his throat. “Yeah, it’s a long way.”


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Kathy L Wheeler loves the NFL, the NBA, musical theater, travel, reading, writing and karaoke. She recently migrated from Oklahoma to the Pacific Northwest with her musically talented husband, her sweet dog Angel and snooty cat Carly.

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