Kit Morgan

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Aconsistent Top 100 lists bestseller, Kit Morgan, aka Geralyn Beauchamp, has been writing for fun all of her life. When writing as Geralyn Beauchamp, her books are epic, adventurous, romantic fantasy at its best. When writing as Kit Morgan they are whimsical, fun, inspirational sweet stories that depict a strong sense of family and community. ‘His Prairie Princess’ is the first of the Prairie Brides books and the first in the series of a long line of stories about Clear Creek, Oregon. One of the whackiest little towns in the old west! Get to know the townsfolk in Clear Creek and come sit a spell!

If you like Kit Morgan’s books then you might also like the Time Master Book series written under Geralyn Beauchamp and can be found on her website. Stay Connected

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Uncaged welcomes Kit Morgan

Uncaged: Welcome to Uncaged! Your latest release, Hearts of the Northwest is part of a series called, Regional Romance Series. Can you tell readers more about this series and this book?

The Regional Romance Series is the brain-child of the wonderful Kari Trumbo. She knew that each author was very familiar with the region they chose

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to write about as we live in those same areas. I live in Oregon and decided that Oregon City, the end of the Oregon Trail would be a fun backdrop to my story. My book deals with two families. The Kirby’s who live in Oregon city, and the Remington’s who are from El Paso Texas. When Mr. Remington, the father of three grown children, decides to marry off his daughter to a neighboring rancher son, she flies the coop. She’d rather marry a stranger than the boorish man her father arranged a marriage with. Furious, Mr. Remington sends his two sons after her and orders them to bring her back or else. But after meeting the Kirby’s, the three Remington’s worlds are turned upside down.

Uncaged: You’ve released quite a few books in 2020. Can you tell readers more about the Romancing the Weavers series also?

Romancing the Weavers deals with Bella Weaver’s siblings to start. Many readers have been asking me for the Cucinotta children’s stories and so this is it. What makes this series fun is that I brought my editor, Ray Anselmo, on board to help me write these. If anyone knows my characters as well as I do, it’s Ray and he’s an excellent writer. We plan on continuing the series with the second-generation Weavers next year. But first up are the Cucinotta’s stories.

Uncaged: What are you working on next that you can tell us about?

Other than writing about the Cucinottas in Romancing the Weavers, I have a collection of stories I’m putting together which will be titled, The Tales of Tom Turner. I’ll also be working on the fourth book in my Matchmaker’s in Time Series written under Kit Morgan and my other pen name Geralyn Beauchamp. Geralyn rights time travel/ action adventure romance. What a lot of people don’t realize is that Kit Morgan (affectionately known as Kitty) is a character from Geralyn’s Time Master series. How my fictional-self wound up with 98 books and Geralyn (the flesh and blood me) wound up with only four I’ll never know! Okay, seven books for Geralyn if you count the Matchmakers in Time Series written

Uncaged: How has the coronavirus pandemic changed your lifestyle?

To tell you the truth, not much. I live out in a log cabin in the woods with a mile-long driveway. I don’t go many places so the only thing that has changed is knowing I can’t go many places. Unfortunately, I’m also living in the midst of the wild fires happening right now. I’ve been evacuated for over two weeks so far, and have had to go out to the house and water it down, make a defensive perimeter, and everything else you have to do to try to save your house from burning down. I have a new respect for pioneers who had to haul water up from a creek. Which is what my sister and nephew and I had to do because the power was out. We had to soak the ground around the house somehow and it was a backbreaking job. Hopefully with the rains coming this week they’ll get the fire better contained in will go from a evacuation level III down to it too soon. Needless to say this is done nothing for my writing time which has been cut considerably. But I’ll get it back on track very soon.

Uncaged: Past or present, which authors would you love to sit and have lunch with and why?

Jane Austen. Who doesn’t want to pick Jane’s brain? And even though I’ve met Diana Gabaldon several times, I never really got a chance to speak with her a lot. She’d be fun to talk to in depth.

Uncaged: Have any of your characters ever done something that you didn’t intend when you began?

Most definitely. In fact, they do it in every book. I’m a pantser so my characters are always surprising me.

Uncaged: What are some things you like to do to relax when you aren’t writing or working?

I love to walk in the woods. We have a great swimming hole where I live. It’s fun to go creek walking too. I also love to camp and of course sit in the shade somewhere and read!

Uncaged: What does success as an author look like to you?

Giving joy, happiness and entertainment to as many people as possible. I read for the same reasons. I want to be entertained, I want a feel-good story that makes me laugh and feel happy. And so I want to give that to my own readers with my books. On that note many describe my books ( the westerns at any rate) as a com

Uncaged: Do you prefer ebooks, audiobooks or physical books? Are you reading anything now?

I like them all. I tend to like physical books when reading outside, e-books when I’m reading in bed at night, and we all love audiobooks while camping! Lately I’ve been reading women’s fiction as I’ve always thought it would be fun to dabble in that next.

Uncaged: What would you like to say to fans, and where can they follow you?

I write a little differently than other authors. As I got my start in science fiction/ time travel, which are written in an omniscient third person point of view, I tend to write my Kit Morgan books the same way. People say it’s like watching a movie or television show and puts you right in the center of things which is what that point of view is meant to do. It’s what makes the books fun and is also often used when writing comedy. You can follow me on Facebook, Amazon, BookBub, and Good Reads. I also have a special group in Facebook called Kit’s Corner that you can join.

Enjoy an excerpt from Hearts of the Northwest

Hearts of the Northwest Kit Morgan Western Historical Romance

“She’s run off, boys! Go get her!”

Those were Colt and Wolf Remington’s father’s last words concerning their sister Liana. But after finding out he’d arranged a marriage for her to Elmer Pruitt, was it any wonder

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she ran off? But now they had to find her, and that might not be so easy …

Liana Remington’s father decided she should become a bride. Problem was, he didn’t inform her of his plans. So rather than marry the biggest bore in Texas, she would rather become a mailorder bride and marry a stranger. After all, it was the only way to find a glimmer of happiness for herself. But could she find it with a man who had his two beautiful sisters living with him? Had she just left the frying pan and landed in the fire? Would the life she left in Texas repeat itself in the soggy Northwest? Worse, when her brothers show up, will she ever have a chance at love with the handsome Dr. Martin Kirby?

Colton Remington took his father’s request seriously. But he could also understand why Liana left. Still, running off to who-knows-where was dangerous and foolhardy. What if she was accosted, kidnapped or worse? She didn’t know the ways of the world. He did. The war had taught him more than enough. But with the help of his brother, they’d find her and if anything, bring her back to live with them. Unfortunately, when they caught up to her, Liana wasn’t the one in danger, he was! Pearl Kirby would be the death of him. Who knew a pair of soft brown eyes could be so threatening?

Wolf Remington didn’t like being dragged off to help find his sister. If she wanted to escape their father, let her. Didn’t she deserve some happiness? But Colt didn’t see it that way and, as Wolf was an expert tracker and had a sense for finding people, they soon found themselves in Oregon City, Oregon. However Liana wasn’t in as much danger as his brother thought. In fact, she looked to be getting along fine with her doctor beau. But if Colt had his way, they’d be taking her back to Texas. That is unless Wolf and the doc’s younger sister, Ruby, made it look like they were getting along just fine too. Problem was, the little spitfire irritated him to no end! How was he ever going

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By Sunday the word around town was that Dr. Kirby’s wedding would be held in not one, but two weeks. “I’m going to die,” Liana lamented as she got ready for her first church service. “I’m going to have to jump from a moving train to get out of this. Or take to a life of robbery and murder.” She figured the first person she’d have to do away with was the Pinkerton sent after her. That is, if there was even a remote chance of escaping him. She heard Pinkertons could be quite tenacious.

“What’s the matter?” Ruby asked when she showed up at Mrs. Brown’s to fetch her.

“It’s nothing. I just have a lot on my mind.” Indeed, she’d either have to talk to Martin and tell him why she was really here and hope he didn’t think she was using him. Or, she could pray like the dickens that she’d be married before anyone showed up to keep her from getting married in the first place. Unless of course she was marrying Elmer Pruitt.

They walked to the house in silence. Ruby was too busy making lists in her head, trying to figure out if there was anything more they needed for the dress. She was out of white thread and needed some ivory too. With Mrs. Brody taking care of the veil, that was one less worry. She also informed Liana that she’d have to think of anything else she might want or need. Liana couldn’t come up with a thing. Sigh. She should be enjoying this. Any other mail-order bride would. She could have a real wedding, a dress made by her future sister in-laws. She could enjoy the generosity of the three matrons she had tea with and also look forward to meeting Martin’s other relatives. Instead it was like her world was coming to an end. Why? Fear, plain and simple. She hadn’t always been a coward, but she’d never been in this sort of situation before. She was beginning to like Martin a lot. She didn’t want to jeopardize what she was building with him, or his sisters for

that matter. Liana sighed. She should just come clean and tell him everything. Fine! I’ll speak to him after church. What else can I do? She gave Ruby a side-long glance, as if she could read her thoughts. But no, Ruby seemed oblivious, her mind on what was needed for the wedding. When they drew closer to the house, Liana smiled and engaged in polite conversation with Martin and his sisters. She’d try to pull him aside after lunch and tell him why she became a mail-order bride. If he was upset and didn’t believe she still wanted to marry, then so be it, but at least she could say she’d been honest. Liana didn’t know why she was so fearful of telling him. If he didn’t want to marry her anymore, so what? She had a little money and was sure she could find a job someplace. Maybe Mrs. Brown would work with her and let her stay at the boardinghouse until …

“I was thinking again about our trip to Astoria,” Martin said as they entered the church. “By the way, I want to speak with Rev. Franklin after service.”

She nodded. “Good idea.” He studied her a moment. “Are you all right?” “Well, to tell you the truth, there’s something I’d like to talk to you about.”

“Can it wait until after church?” “Of course. No rush,” she said with a smile. She took a deep breath to steal herself. Maybe being in church was a good thing. Pa never went and she and her brothers only so often. They lived too far out to make a habit of it every Sunday.

Liana thought of Colton and Wolf. Were they as furious with her as Pa had to be by now? Probably. If she married Elmer, their two ranches would almost be like one. Her brothers would have Pa’s ranch once he passed on, and she would have the Pruitt’s should something happen to Mr. Pruitt and his son. Pa had thought this through. Too bad he never informed her of his plan. The service was enjoyable. She hadn’t sung hymns in a long time. When it came time to say “hello” to those sitting around her, she was greeted with smiles, well wishes, and offers of help with the wedding. And, to top it off, Rev. Franklin’s sermon was on loving thy neighbor. Something she’d like to do after she was married. If she got married, that is. As soon as the service was over, she cast a worried glance at the church doors. She wished she could calm down, but at this point was wound so tight, she didn’t wonder if she’d faint if startled. “You look pale,” Pearl commented as they left the pew.

“Oh, um, wedding jitters,” she said.

“Goodness, you needn’t worry so. Ruby and I have everything under control. Isn’t that right, Ruby?”

Her sister smiled. “Of course, we do. You don’t have to fret about a thing. Except maybe getting stuck by a pin when we have you try on your dress.”

Pearl giggled. “True.” She looked Liana over. “Really, you don’t look good.”

Liana shrugged. “It’s all the excitement.” They just didn’t realize how much. Martin took her by the hand. “Ah, there’s Rev. Franklin. We’ll get in line and speak with him.” Liana noticed folks filing out of the church, each shaking the good reverend’s hand. He was a wiry man with white hair and a calm demeanor. At least someone was calm. She certainly wasn’t. Good grief, her hands were shaking! “Rev. Franklin,” Martin greeted happily when they reached him. “A good sermon, as always.” “Thank you, Dr. Kirby, I’m glad you liked it.” He looked at Liana. “And this must be your mail-order bride. It’s lovely to meet you at last, my dear.” Liana smiled. “You too, Reverend.” “And how did you like our little service?” “Oh, fine,” she said as her belly twisted into a knot.

“We’re glad you could join us.” He looked down the line of parishioners. “Well, I suppose you want to discuss the wedding? I have some time this week.”

“Certainly, we understand you’re busy,” Martin said. “But we do need to work out some details.” “Of course, glad to help. Now if you don’t mind?” “Not at all,” Martin said. He smiled at the reverend, then Liana. “We’ll make a list of things when we get home.”

He pulled her along and they began the walk home. They’d almost reached the house when she finally asked, “Do we really need to make a list?” “For Rev. Franklin you mean?”

“Yes.”

“Well, there are things we haven’t thought out yet. Do you want to decorate the church, for instance?”

She couldn’t help it. She rolled her eyes.

“What’s the matter?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that a simple wedding has turned into so much more.”

“What’s wrong with that? I thought you’d be pleased.” He stopped and turned to her. “Are you?”

Her shoulders slumped. “Martin, about what I have to tell you ...”

By now Pearl and Ruby had caught up. Ruby took one look at them and frowned. “What did we miss?”

“Nothing,” Liana said. “No, it’s not,” he said. Pearl frowned. “Is it nothing or something?” “Let’s discuss this when we get home,” Martin suggested and started off again. Good, this gave her more time to think. For one, should she tell him in private or let them all have it at once? Two, should she do it before lunch, or after? Hmm …

“Liana!”

Martin came to an abrupt stop. “Who is that sitting on my porch steps?” he asked. Liana sighed. “Before lunch and all at once it is, then.” “What?” Martin said. He glanced at the two men on the porch and back. “Liana? Who are those men?” She blinked a few times. She’d been so wrapped up in what to tell him, she had to take a quick look around to see what was going on. Her eyes became riveted on the men on the porch. “Liana?” Martin prompted. “They seem to know you. Who are they?”

She gulped. “My brothers.”

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