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Monday, May 19, 2014

Some dreams take years to come true ~ FETCHING LOVE by @TamaraHoffa #westernromance



Fetching Love
by Tamara Hoffa

Western Contemporary Romance

As a fourteen year old, Megan Malone thought Chad Ryan hung the moon, but the boy of her dreams was already a man. Chad left town for seven years. Now he’s back. He’s the new veterinarian in town and he’s working for her dad, in the Animal clinic that she manages. Never mate a dog from your own kennel, so the saying goes, but…

Chad Ryan is a dog. The skinny little girl who used to trail after him like a lost puppy, is now a beautiful woman. He has no business even noticing. On the heels of a failed relationship, and the beginning of his career, there is no time for love in his life.

A matchmaking mom and dad, a boisterous yellow lab and fate have different plans. When it’s dropped in their path, no dog can resist Fetching Love.



The back door swung open and Chase sauntered in. “Hi, Ma. It smells great in here.” He snatched a slice of tomato from the board in front of her and she slapped at his hand. “Get out of that, you. The tomatoes are for the sauce.”

“You’re making sauce and Sam and I didn’t get an invite for dinner?” He gave her his best puppy dog face.

“We’re having Megan and Doc over for dinner,” Chad interjected before his mother could speak.

“I’m making plenty. I’ll send some home with you and you can make my Samantha some nice spaghetti for dinner.”

Chase looked crestfallen. “Aww, come on Ma. You know I hate to cook.”

“Yes, I know, but Sam has been working too hard and she is big as a house. It’s the least you can do for her. All you have to do is boil up some noodles.”

“I’m telling her you said she was big as a house,” he teased.

Wiping her hands on her apron she placed her hands on her hips and gave her middle son the stare. Chad turned back to his tomatoes so he didn’t get caught in the crossfire. “I beg your pardon, young man. Did you just threaten your mother?”

Chad struggled to keep a straight face, laughing now would earn him a smack in the head, but it was so funny to see his itty bitty mother squaring off with her six foot plus son. Watching out of the corner of his eye he saw Chase drop his head and mutter, “No, ma’am. I was only teasing.”

Chad bit his cheek and continued to peel tomatoes.

“Shoo, you two. Get out of my kitchen. Go eat your lunch in the living room.” She took the knife from Chad’s hand and pushed him toward the door.

He grabbed the bag of food from the table. “Grab us a couple beers, Chase,” he tossed over his shoulder as he exited the room.

They settled themselves on the sofa and Chad pulled the sandwiches and chips from the bag, along with some napkins. “I got you roast beef. That okay?”

“It’s great. So, how’s the new job going?”

They made small talk while they ate. Catching up on the goings on of the ranch and local gossip. When they had finished their sandwiches Chase sat back on the couch, took a long sip of his beer and leveled his gaze on Chad. “Okay, spill. I can tell you have something on your mind, so quit pussy footing around and let me have it.”

“I never could get away with anything around here. I swear, between you, Chance and Ma, a man doesn’t stand a chance.”

“Quit stalling.”

“Okay, okay. Well, you remember Doc’s daughter, Megan?”

“How could I forget? That poor girl had such a crush on you. She followed you around like a little puppy. Oh, no. She’s not still trailing after you, is she?”

“I wish,” Chad muttered.

Chase stuck a finger in his ear and wiggled it. “Did I just hear you right? You want little Megs following you around?”

“Obviously you haven’t seen little Megs in a while. She’s not so little anymore. In fact, she’s a stone fox.”

“Seriously? So, what’s the problem?”

“I don’t know what to do. She runs the All About Animals office now, we work together. I know I shouldn’t pursue her, but I can’t get her out of my mind.”

“Is she still stuck on you?”

“I really don’t know. She always acts very professionally, but every once in a while I think I catch her watching me.”

“So, ask her out. The worst she can do is say ‘no’”

“No, that’s not the worst she could do. We work together. What if it doesn’t work out?”

“What if it does? Are you really such a chicken shit that you’re willing to ignore your feelings for this girl because of a maybe?”

“I don’t know. Julie really—”

Chase interrupted. “Screw Julie.”

“Been there. Done that. Got the broken heart to prove it.”

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Tamara Hoffa lives in central Tennessee, with her husband of 30 years, her three grown children, two grandchildren, 4 dogs and 2 cats. Tamara started reading when she was four years old and has rarely been seen without a book at hand since. At home you will usually find her in “nana’s chair” with her kindle, her laptop or one of her precious, precocious grandson’s in her lap. Tamara is an author, a reviewer, an editor, a professional reader and runs the SSLY blog with her best friend of thirty years, Beverly Ovalle. Tamara is proof positive that it’s never too late to reach for your dreams.

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Monday, March 31, 2014

Can she kiss his booboo and make it better in DO HIM RIGHT by @CeriseDeLand?



She wants to kiss his booboo and make it better 
in Cerise DeLand’s newest DO HIM RIGHT!

Kissing his booboo won’t make it all better. But restoring his credibility and helping him build a new career might just do the trick.

Shana Carpenter hustles to make Chet Stapleton king of the rodeo and end her guilt about killing his bronc busting rodeo champion career.

Cerise DeLand shows a good girl how to do that in DO HIM RIGHT, her newest, which released from EC Friday March 28.




Shana Carpenter ruined rodeo champion Chet Stapleton years ago with hastily written words. Now a PR pro, she's engineered a plan to make amends. She'll successfully promote his rodeo, soothe her conscience and leave. Trouble is, she can't keep her hands off the smooth talker or call a halt to their smokin'-hot sex.

Chet takes one glance at Shana and develops an itch to put his boots under her bed...permanently. He's won awards for taming willful fillies so he can't understand why he can't break Shana's stubborn refusal to open up to him.

The closer Shana gets to Chet, the more she wants to stay in his life and his bed. But to do that, she'll have to tell him everything—and risk his rejection. One thing is certain, if Shana doesn't put the past to rest, she'll never be able to grab the future—or the cowboy she wants most.


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Excerpt: Copyright Cerise DeLand 2014, All rights reserved.

Scene takes place in Chet’s rodeo office in southwest Texas on a sweltering August morning.

“Miz Carpenter? Ma’am?” Chet Stapleton raised his voice, but he definitely sounded strained, as if he were strangling.

“Hmm?” She lifted her chin and shook back her shoulder-length, platinum curls.

He swallowed, loudly. “What’ll it be? Water? Soda?” He raised a hand to buzz his assistant on the intercom. “We have coffee too, if that’s your poison.”

“No.” You are. My fixation. Ever since, I wrote that article about you in the sports section of the Dallas paper four years ago. Ever since I printed a retraction, resigned for my foolishness and began to plan how I’d make more amends. Now I’m going even nuttier, contemplating how I can take you into my bed and kiss the hurt away.

She squeezed her labia together and felt a trickle of perspiration wend its way between her breasts.

“Water. Cool water. Please.”

“Two waters, Reata,” he told his assistant as he squinted at Shana and looked for all the world like a guy who was trying to concentrate.

Shana would have laughed, but the lure of him had her wiggling forward in her chair to try to massage her pulsing cunt. Four years ago she had been frightened by her response to his languid cowboy sexuality. She’d been young, twenty-two, in her first job at a newspaper and so naïve, both professionally and sexually. Since she’d ruined Chet, she’d corrected both lacks. Now she thoroughly examined whatever she did before she opened her mouth or typed one word. To complement that, she also knew what she liked in men. Honest, forthright, funny. Still no man yet had rung her bells more than a few times. Hunky, jovial Chet Stapleton could definitely compete.

The man was drool worthy. With his bronzed skin, that sun-kissed shock of yellow-gold hair hanging over his forehead, he was the epitome of testosterone. His rock-hewn features with generous lips and a mellow bass voice melted her into a puddle of foolish desire. No past lover could compare . Sometimes when she felt really low and foolish, she put down this lack in her life to a penance for doing him wrong and declaring he was a hothead with the judges.

Once more, regret flooded her, and she reprimanded herself. She was here to use her brains to heal the wounds she’d made. She had not come here to use her body to confuse the issue. She had to stop thinking like a horny lunatic.

Stifling a moan, she bent and dug through her briefcase for her copy of the PR proposal. All thumbs, she couldn’t find the thing.

“Problems?”

His tone was husky. Dark and suggestive. She looked up to see Chet devouring her with those wide green eyes, his look hypnotic, his mouth parting. A vision of him using that mouth to tantalize her sensitive nipples made her groan.

“Chair not comfortable?” he asked, suddenly solicitous.

“Oh. No. No, no. I’m fine. Chair’s fine.” Brain’s dead, but my pussy’s on fire.

“Here’s your water,” he said, sounding relieved when his assistant walked in, handed both to him then shut the door behind her.

He sprang up to give Shana one of the bottles. “Would you like a glass? Ice?”

“No. Thanks.” Shana stuck out her hand. “Water’s good. No glass.”

But when he reached out to give it to her, her fingers touched his, and this time, the shock was electric. Riveting.

She yelped.

He clamped her hand to his rock-hard chest and rubbed her fingers. “Christ, sorry. You okay?”

“Sure.” She stared up at him, automatically reaching out to caress her own burning hand and, in the process, his ribs too. “Are you hurt?”

“Feels like nothing I’ve ever known before.” He put his other hand on top of hers and stroked her from fingertips to forearm as if she were a cat in heat.

“This has never happened to me before either.” I’ve never met a man I wanted within minutes of meeting him. I’m too cerebral, my friend Liz says. Too careful. But you I want soon.

His voice was a rasp when he drew her up. “Let me make it up to you.”



5 Regencies Release in Next 3 Weeks!

Then, hold on to your hat, because Cerise has 5 Regencies on the shelves in the next 3 weeks!

Yes, FIVE.

First, a box set of 4 spicy Regencies about a family that endures a curse upon those among them who dare to marry for love. Doomed to failure, four brothers in the Stanhope family fall for wonderful women…and fear the end of their love affairs because of a tragic curse.

Still, lured by the women they adore, the men cannot turn their loved ones away.

Four men, four brides, four marriages fight the test of The Stanhope Challenge, A Regency Quartet!

Then in her new series of Regency Romps, Cerise debuts the re-issue of Lady Varney’s Risqué Business.

Oh, yes, Lady Varney runs a very risqué business, arranging “interviews” for marriageable young toffs to meet ladies acceptable to their tastes…and their proclivities. But when newly minted heir to an earldom Justin Belmont appears in her drawing room, wishing to hire her services for that precise reason, she balks.

How can she possibly find Justin the best bride when her heart says it should be she…and he demands she be among those he “interviews”?

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

A Cowboy + a Bull Rider = THE PERFECT RIDE by @Eva_Lefoy & @ShilohSaddler #GLBT



Perfect Ride
by Eva Lefoy & Shiloh Saddler

Professional bull rider Garrett Anderson lives for the next town, the next trophy and his next ride. When he rolls into Sheridan, Wyoming, the last thing he expected was to meet a cowboy like Cole—a man who corrals his heart and leaves him aching for a love he never realized he’d been missing.

Surrounded by hate, Cole Richards wasn’t prepared for Garrett’s passion or the longing their night together leaves him with. But when he’s shot, and stuck in his hospital bed, Cole watches every second of Garrett’s disastrous ride, and is heartbroken when the battered and bruised bull rider leaves town.

Attacked again and knee-deep in trouble, Cole wants only Garett at his side. But can his bull rider trade fame and fortune for a lifetime with his one perfect ride?

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“There he is.” Cole put a foot up on the lower slat of the fence and rested his arms on the upper. “Take a good look at him while he’s standing still. You won’t see him like this in the ring.”

He eyed the bull with respect. He stood out from the rest of the top ten. Spitfire was big, over sixteen hundred pounds of pure, cream-colored power, topped with foot-and-a-half long horns. The way Spitfire eyed him and began to dig at the ground like he wanted to test the limits of the temporary fence sent a shiver up his spine. He’d have to be careful with this one. He gave Cole a sidelong look and studied the man as he watched his bull.

He liked the sandy-blond stubble dusting the man’s chin and cheek. Liked the way his lips were wide and meaty and showed a bit of wear at the edges, betraying either late-night trysts or the tendency to chew on them as he worried. Garrett voted for the latter. Oh, he could picture Cole bent over taking it from another man easily enough, but the thought made him instantly jealous, so he squelched the notion. With nowhere to set his still full plate, he perched it on the top of a post. “You keep a pretty close watch on him?”

Cole nodded. “He’s a rebellious one. An escape artist, too. A little too smart for his britches. Someday he’ll end up in the slaughterhouse if he’s not careful.”

Garrett laughed and slapped the dust off his thigh, the motion garnering Cole’s attention. The heat of Cole’s gaze flushed him warm all over. He couldn’t help but engage in a little appreciation of his own. His tongue wetted his lips as he took in the round curve of Cole’s ass, his narrow hips, up his wide, work-chiseled chest, and finally his face. The man’s gaze blazed hotter as Garrett brushed his hand closer to his groin. “That’d be a waste if you ask me.”

Cole swallowed and snapped his attention back up, his eyes shining. “Yes, it would be. A real shame.”



ABOUT THE AUTHORS

Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.


Shiloh Saddler likes to do research for her steamy romances first hand. She has invented a time machine and travels back to the 19th century on a regular basis. There are experimental settings on her time machine which could propel her into the future and even other worlds. She believes love and a good book makes anything possible.








Monday, March 10, 2014

Everything's bigger in Texas, including the problems ~ THE TEXAS COWBOY by @KatherynLane



The Texas Cowboy by Katheryn Lane

From the #1 Amazon bestselling author, Katheryn Lane, comes an unforgettable romance set in the heart of Texas.

Everything’s bigger in Texas, including the problems.

When Vicky flies into Texas, she immediately falls for the charms of local cowboy, Jack Cassidy. However, her wealthy Dallas cousin, Laura, has other ideas and will do everything she can to steer Vicky away from Jack and into the arms of a rich oilman.

Jack is resigned to living the life of a lonely cowboy whose only female company is his horses—that is, until he meets Vicky. However, Vicky isn’t the only person with a claim on his heart. Jack wasn’t always alone and his ex is about to make a dramatic comeback.

Every cowboy has a past and this cowboy’s past is about to destroy his future.

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“You can’t take his picture, Victoria!” Laura whispered.

“Please, call me Vicky,” Laura’s cousin replied. She held up her phone and clicked. There on the screen was a picture of the man opposite them, captured forever for Vicky to look at as much as she pleased, whether Laura liked it or not.

“I don’t know how people behave where you come from in England, Victoria, but here in Dallas, we don’t go around taking pictures of strangers, especially cowboys.” Laura lifted up her iced tea with her perfectly manicured fingers and took a small sip.

“But look at him. It’s such a great image.” Vicky pointed directly at the man standing across the street from the cafe where they had stopped for a drink. He was wearing faded jeans, boots, and a large cowboy hat, which was tilted slightly over his left eye. In his arm he was holding an orange Hermes box tied up with a brown ribbon. “It just seems to sum up Dallas, doesn’t it? A tall, sexy cowboy, holding an expensive, designer box.”

“Victoria, I don’t see what’s so interesting about him. He’s probably just some ranch hand on an errand. I would never have suggested sitting outside, if I thought you were going to take photographs of strange men.” Laura signaled to one of the waiters for the bill.

“I’m sorry, but my friends back home will just love this picture. I had to take it.” Vicky looked up from the image on her phone to the flesh-and-blood version that was waiting on the other side of the road. The cowboy caught her eye and winked at her. Vicky looked at her cousin. She was looking for change in her purse. Vicky looked across the road and winked back. She could feel her cheeks turning scarlet. She wasn’t sure whether it was because she was embarrassed about defying her cousin, or because she had just made a pass at a complete stranger. She would never have done something like that back home in England, so what made her do it here in Dallas?

“I don’t believe it,” Laura said. “It looks like he’s coming over. Drink up. We’re leaving.” Laura stood to go, but it was too late. The cowboy had already crossed the road and was striding towards them.

“Howdy, ma’am,” he said with a long, slow drawl that sounded like molasses pouring from a spoon. He held out his hand to Vicky and she took it firmly in her own. She glanced over at Laura, but Laura kept both her hands tightly clasped around her Prada purse.

“Please excuse us. We were just leaving,” Laura said, looking around for the waiter.

“Well, that’s a real pity. I was going to offer to buy you ladies a drink.” The cowboy smiled at both of them, showing off a set of perfect teeth that shone white against his tanned skin.

“No, thank you,” Laura replied, pulling a twenty dollar bill out of her purse and securing it under the sugar bowl on the cafe table.

“Another time maybe. My name’s Jack, Jack Cassidy. Give me a call next time you’re free.” He pulled out a card from his shirt pocket and handed it to them. Laura shrank back as if he were trying to give her a rattlesnake.

“Thank you, Jack.” Vicky took the card and looked at it. His name, Jack Cassidy, was printed across the middle and there was a phone number in the bottom left-hand corner. It didn’t give much away. “I’m Vicky Baker and this is my cousin, Laura Hanson.”

“We really must be going, Victoria,” Laura said through pursed lips.

“You ain’t from around here, are you, Vicky?” Jack replied, ignoring Laura’s glares.

“No, I’m from Gloucester, in England. I’m just here in Texas for a few weeks visiting my cousin.”

“I’ve never been to England, but they say it’s real pretty. Welcome to Texas, Vicky. Give me a call sometime and I’ll show you the sights. I might even be able to show you a few things that your cousin doesn’t know about.” He gave her another broad wink and tipped his hat.



I'm a wife, teacher, author and mother of two boisterous boys, so most of my days are taken up with finding lost school shoes, getting stuck in traffic and wondering why I always join the queue that doesn't move in the supermarket. However, I try to forget these daily problems (and the fact that I burnt the toast again this morning) by losing myself in a good book and writing novels that give readers a break from everyday life.

Open one of my books and escape on a romantic adventure, because it's easier to buy a book than it is to book an air ticket.

Have a break, read a book!

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