Montana Sky
(Sprache: Englisch)
When Jack Mercy died, he bequeaths a ranch worth nearly $20 million to his three daughters, each born of a different marriage. The women are shocked to learn that before they can inherit, they must live together on the ranch for one year, putting their bitterness aside and living like a family.
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When Jack Mercy died, he bequeaths a ranch worth nearly $20 million to his three daughters, each born of a different marriage. The women are shocked to learn that before they can inherit, they must live together on the ranch for one year, putting their bitterness aside and living like a family.
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#1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts surpasses herself once again, with a novel as sweeping and extraordinary as the Montana sky itself When Jack Mercy died, he left behind a ranch worth nearly twenty million dollars. Now his three daughters each born of a different mother, and each unknown by the others are gathered to hear the reading of the will. But the women are shocked to learn that before any of them can inherit, they must live together on the ranch for one year.
For Tess, a screenwriter who just wants to collect her cash and get back to Hollywood, it s a nightmare. For Lily, on the run from her abusive ex-husband, it s a refuge. And for Willa who grew up on the ranch it s an intrusion into her rightful home.
They are sisters...and strangers. Now they face a challenge: to put their bitterness aside and live like a family. To protect each other from danger and unite against an enemy who threatens to destroy them all...
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OneBeing dead didn't make Jack Mercy less of a son of a bitch. One week of dead didn't offset sixty-eight years of living mean. Plenty of the people gathered by his grave would be happy to say so.
The fact was, funeral or no funeral, Bethanne Mosebly muttered those sentiments into her husband's ear as they stood in the high grass of the cemetery. She was there only out of affection for young Willa, and she had bent her husband's tired ear with that information as well all the way up from Ennis.
As a man who had listened to his wife's chatter for forty-six years, Bob Mosebly simply grunted, tuning her and the preacher's droning voice out.
Not that Bob had fond memories of Jack. He'd hated the old bastard, as did most every living soul in the state of Montana.
But dead was dead, Bob mused, and they had sure come out in droves to send the fucker on his way to hell.
This peaceful corner of Mercy Ranch, set in the shadows of the Big Belt Mountains, near the banks of the Missouri, was crowded now with ranchers and cowboys, merchants and politicians. Here where cattle grazed the hills and horses danced in sunny pastures, generations of Mercys were buried under the billowing grass.
Jack was the latest. He'd ordered the glossy chestnut coffin himself, had it custom-made and inscribed in gold with the linked Ms that made up the ranch's brand. The box was lined with white satin, and Jack was inside it now, wearing his best snakeskin boots, his oldest and most favored Stetson, and holding his bullwhip.
Jack had vowed to die the way he had lived. In nose-thumbing style.
Word was, Willa had already ordered the headstone, according to her father's instructions. It would be white marble-no ordinary granite for Jackson Mercy-and the sentiments inscribed on it were his own:
Here lies
Jack Mercy
He lived as he wanted, died the same way.
The hell with anybody who didn't like it.
The monument would be raised once the ground had settled, to join
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all the others that tipped and dotted the stony ground, from Jack Mercy's great-grandfather, Jebidiah Mercy, who had roamed the mountains and claimed the land, to the last of Jack's three wives-and the only one who'd died before he could divorce her.
Wasn't it interesting, Bob mused, that each of Mercy's wives had presented him with a daughter when he'd been hell-bent on having a son? Bob liked to think of it as God's little joke on a man who had stepped on backs-and hearts-to get what he wanted in every other area of his life.
He remembered each of Jack's wives well enough, though none of them had lasted long. Lookers every one, he thought now, and the girls they'd birthed weren't hard on the eyes either. Bethanne had been burning up the phone lines ever since word came along that Mercy's two oldest daughters were flying in for the funeral. Neither of them had set foot on Mercy land since before they could walk.
And they wouldn't have been welcome.
Only Willa had stayed. There'd been little Mercy could do about that, seeing as how her mother had died almost before the child had been weaned. Without any relations to dump the girl on, he'd passed the baby along to his housekeeper, and Bess had raised the girl as best she could.
Each of the women had a touch of Jack in her, Bob noted, scanning them from under the brim of his hat. The dark hair, the sharp chin. You could tell they were sisters, all right, even though they'd never set eyes on each other before. Time would tell how they would deal together, and time would tell if Willa had enough of Jack Mercy in her to run a ranch of twenty-five thousand acres.
She was thinking of the ranch, and the work that needed to be done. The morning was bright and clear, with the hills sporting color so bold and beautiful it almost hurt the eyes. The mountains and valley might have been painted fancy for fall, but the chinook wind h
Wasn't it interesting, Bob mused, that each of Mercy's wives had presented him with a daughter when he'd been hell-bent on having a son? Bob liked to think of it as God's little joke on a man who had stepped on backs-and hearts-to get what he wanted in every other area of his life.
He remembered each of Jack's wives well enough, though none of them had lasted long. Lookers every one, he thought now, and the girls they'd birthed weren't hard on the eyes either. Bethanne had been burning up the phone lines ever since word came along that Mercy's two oldest daughters were flying in for the funeral. Neither of them had set foot on Mercy land since before they could walk.
And they wouldn't have been welcome.
Only Willa had stayed. There'd been little Mercy could do about that, seeing as how her mother had died almost before the child had been weaned. Without any relations to dump the girl on, he'd passed the baby along to his housekeeper, and Bess had raised the girl as best she could.
Each of the women had a touch of Jack in her, Bob noted, scanning them from under the brim of his hat. The dark hair, the sharp chin. You could tell they were sisters, all right, even though they'd never set eyes on each other before. Time would tell how they would deal together, and time would tell if Willa had enough of Jack Mercy in her to run a ranch of twenty-five thousand acres.
She was thinking of the ranch, and the work that needed to be done. The morning was bright and clear, with the hills sporting color so bold and beautiful it almost hurt the eyes. The mountains and valley might have been painted fancy for fall, but the chinook wind h
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Autoren-Porträt von Nora Roberts
Nora Roberts is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than 200 novels. She is also the author of the bestselling In Death series written under the pen name J. D. Robb. There are more than 500 million copies of her books in print.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Nora Roberts
- 1997, 496 Seiten, Maße: 10,7 x 17,1 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Jove
- ISBN-10: 0515120618
- ISBN-13: 9780515120615
- Erscheinungsdatum: 22.07.2011
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
A sweeping tale of three sisters who learn to live, and love, as family when they jointly inherit their father s ranch. New WomanExciting, romantic, great fun. Cosmopolitan
Roberts paints a vivid picture of the raw beauty of Big Sky country. Chicago Tribune
All six of the major characters are wonderfully written, with just the right touch of genuineness, warmth, and distinctiveness. Library Journal
Roberts has always been a winner at sexual tension and sexy dialogue a good read on a long winter s night. Kirkus Reviews
Crackling dialogue and a snappy infusion of humor. Publishers Weekly
[An] epic tale of love, lust, and overpowering passions Roberts s fans will no doubt enjoy this work. Booklist
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