Posts Tagged ‘Western Romance’

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Exclusive Excerpt: CADE’S LOSS by Selena Laurence

Cade's Loss Selena Laurence

Welcome back to the post Oscars work grind? Need something to take the weird taste of confusion out of your mouth? Reward yourself with this peek at Cade’s Loss by Selena Laurence!


 

There was nothing that soothed Cade’s battered soul more than the ocean. He’d been that way as long as he could remember, spending every available moment at the beach, in the water, following his dad from wave to wave until he’d been better on a board than the old man. As he looked at the water now, he could almost see the outline of his dad’s form, riding the long tail of a wave midway out, sun on his hair that was the exact color of Cade’s, water spraying on his tan skin, weathered from the years of being outdoors. The familiar ache that was his companion so much of the last six years caught him like a hoof to the gut, and he swallowed, tasting the lime and tequila in the back of his throat as he blinked the painful image away.

And that was when he saw her. She was leaning on the glass wall that ran along the edge of the deck, her blonde curls blowing in the light breeze that came off the water. She had on a sundress, white cotton, like a little girl’s, but it was backless, tiny straps running over her slim shoulders, and with the sun shining through it, the long skirt was nearly transparent. He could see enough to know that she was wearing thong underwear or none at all, and that her legs were long and lean, curved in all the right places.

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Guest Post: Linda Broday on the Stellar HEA of TEXAS REDEMPTION

Texas Redemption Linda Broday

Sometimes a story comes along that sets you back on your heels and makes you think about how fate (or God if you will) often gives you a second chance. This story was Texas Redemption and it showed me just how strong the power of love is. And how much you ache when it’s a love you can’t claim.

This is the kind of story that ties your stomach in knots and you see no way to a HEA. But hold on. Don’t give up.

Brodie Yates (Shenandoah) first met Laurel James during the Civil War in a brothel. She was only fifteen or sixteen but they fell in love. He promised to go back and get her but the war got in the way. Then at war’s close, he’s hunted for being an infamous rebel spy. Laurel waited for him but had to conclude that he’d either been killed—or that he didn’t want her.

Desperate to escape the brothel where she’d been taken at fifteen after being kidnapped, she enlists the help of the cook. They make their way to Redemption, Texas where she can hide from those who are looking to take her back. Her family lives near but she’s too ashamed to go to them. Even though it wasn’t her doing, her soul is stained. She and her friend open a café and she becomes engaged to the town mayor. She burns with determination to find redemption and respectability.

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Exclusive Excerpt: TANGLED IN TEXAS by Kari Lynn Dell

Tangled in Texas Kari Lynn Dell

As a city girl, I’m always surprised when a Western Romance pulls me in. Maybe it’s the visual of a generous smirk and the adventure of the wild that calls, but it works every time. Kari Lynn Dell’s Tangled in Texas has it all, and we’re happy to bring you this sneak peek!


She brushed her fingertips over the gouges his spurs had made on the front of his rigging. Then she tapped the shoulder of the spur board. “Put your feet here and your hand in the rigging.”

He did.

She grabbed his left ankle and wrapped her other hand around the inside of his left knee. “Try to go limp and let me move you.”

Any time, darlin’. But she was so focused, she missed his smirk. She played his leg like a puppet’s—bending, straightening, rotating out at the hip, bending again, testing angle after angle until she found one she liked. He tried to stay loose, but her hand kept sliding up and down the inside of his thigh, every stroke heating his blood until limp was no longer a part of his vocabulary. The air got sideways in his lungs as she moved her hand even higher. Think cold. Ice cubes. North Dakota in January. He sucked in a breath through clenched teeth as her hand moved again. A couple more inches and she’d find out for herself just how not limp he was.

She gave his leg a shake. “Relax!”

“Tori.”

She paused, looked up at his face, then followed his gaze to where her little finger was a hair shy of rubbing up against his balls.

“Oh.” She didn’t snatch her hand away, just moved it down to midthigh. “Sorry. But look.”

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Q&A: Carolyn Brown of WICKED COWBOY CHARM

Wicked Cowboy Charm Carolyn Brown

Thank you so much for inviting me to your site today! I’ve got coffee and cookies in hand and I see you’ve got questions so let’s dive right into them.

FAVORITE MOVIES:

What are your five favorite movies with romance or romantic elements?

Lucky Seven, While You Were Sleeping, Steel Magnolias, Quigley Down Under and Gone With the Wind

Describe your favorite scene from each one (you can include a Youtube clip if you want as well).

Lucky Seven:

While You Were Sleeping:

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Aural Pleasures + Giveaway: Kim Redford’s BLAZING HOT COWBOY

Blazing Hot Cowboy Kim Redford

I’ve always enjoyed second chance love stories, so in Blazing Hot Cowboy, I paint a vivid picture of former high school sweethearts Kent Duval and Lauren Sheridan getting back together. But when these two aren’t all over each other, how do they pass the time?

Both enjoy listening to music! What tunes are their favorites?


Kent Duval’s favorite musical playlist includes:

Patsy Cline’s “Crazy”

Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire”

Waylon Jennings’ “Mommas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys”

Leon Russell’s “A Song for You”

Garth Brooks’ “Standing Outside the Fire”

 

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Exclusive Excerpt: A HEAP OF TEXAS TROUBLE by Carolyn Brown

A Heap of Texas Trouble Carolyn Brown

Know what we love more than new books from Carolyn Brown? Sneaking a peek at new books from Carolyn Brown! Check out this exclusive excerpt of A Heap of Texas Trouble!


Some men are just born stupid. Some don’t get infected until later in life, but they’ll all get a case of it sometime. It’s in their DNA and can’t be helped.

Carlene could testify with her right hand raised to God and the left on the Good Book that her husband, Lenny, had been born with the disease and it had worsened with the years. Proof was held between her thumb and forefinger like a dead rat in the form of a pair of bikini underwear. They damn sure didn’t belong to her. Hell’s bells, she couldn’t get one leg in those tiny little things. And they did not belong to Lenny either. Even if he had become an overnight cross-dresser, his ass wouldn’t fit into that skimpy pair of underbritches, not even if he greased himself down with bacon drippings.

They were bright red with a sparkling sequin heart sewn on the triangular front. They’d come with a matching corset with garter straps and fishnet hose. Carlene recognized them, because she’d designed the outfit herself at her lingerie shop, Bless My Bloomers. They belonged to a petite, size-four brunette with big brown eyes who had giggled and pranced when she saw herself in the mirror wearing the getup.

Carlene jumped when her cell phone rang. The ring tone said it was Lenny, but she was still speechless, staring at the scrap of satin in her hand.

She dropped to her knees on the carpet and bent forward into a tight ball, her blond hair falling over her face. She felt as if someone had kicked her firmly in the gut and she couldn’t breathe. In a few seconds she managed a sitting position, wrapped her arms around her midsection, and sucked in air, but it burned her lungs. The noise that came forth from her chest sounded like a wounded animal caught in a trap. Tears would have washed some of the pain away, but they wouldn’t flow from her burning green eyes. Finally, she got control of the dry heaves and managed to pull herself up out of the heap of despair. Dear God, what was she going to do?

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Guest Post: Anna Schmidt’s Writing Routine

Last Chance Cowboy Anna Schmidt

I am what in today’s lingo is known as a “pantster”—writing by the seat my pants. [BTW I actively hate labels of any kind because I think they stereotype and classify whole groups of individuals, so PLEASE never ever call me by that or any other label.]

Okay, back to the question at hand: I write on deadline. It is a habit I developed in school—never starting my term papers or studies for exams until I was close to delivering them. As I age I find that time frame has to be stretched—it takes more time these days. That said, I am always writing—if I am out for a walk or running errands or listening to music, it is amazing how often something will crop up that I know I will somehow use in the story. So the simple answer is that I am always writing.

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Guest Post: “Favorite Man Parts” by Vanessa Vale

Their Brazen Bride Vanessa Vale

Yes, the title drew you in, right? Everyone’s got a spot on a man that just melts their butter and I’m not talking about his ‘man part’. I’m keeping this post PG. I personally like the spot on a man’s thigh that peeks below the edge of his boxers. I had a hilarious conversation one time with my grandmother about boxers vs. briefs. While you’ve already guessed, I’m a boxers girl. She, though, liked a man in briefs (specifically my grandfather). She said, “I like the line that briefs gives.”

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Exclusive Excerpt: A COWBOY CHRISTMAS MIRACLE by Carolyn Brown

A Cowboy Christmas Miracle Carolyn Brown

Okay, it’s time to come clean. We love reading anything Christmas-y in the wrong season. There’s just something about it that’s so magical and nothing embodies that feeling more than writing from the ever-fantastic Carolyn Brown! Here’s an exclusive peek at her latest book, A Cowboy Christmas Miracle, out right now!


Betsy fidgeted as she waited in the lobby, key card to a room on the third floor in her hand. It wasn’t too late to cut her losses and get back into her truck, drive another half a mile, and get a room at a different hotel. But they were grown adults, and she’d rented a suite that came with a sofa, a small dining area, and a microwave and fridge.

She took a deep breath and stiffened her backbone as well as her resolve as she made plans. They would have supper in her room, not even look at that big, king-size bed, and talk about Christmas stuff. Then he would call down to the lobby and get his own room, probably on a different floor, and tomorrow they’d go home. And then she saw him carrying in two big sacks from the restaurant and a duffle bag, and her determination flew out the door when it slid open.

He was sexy as hell with snowflakes shining on his black cowboy hat. A few had made their way up under the brim to stick to his sandy-brown hair that covered half his ears. His blue eyes caught hers staring at him, and he winked.

That gesture plus his distinct swagger made her mouth go dry. Maybe, she decided right then, they should eat before she said anything. It would be a shame to get into an argument and spoil the dinner. He’d clearly spent a lot of money on those two bags of food, and she really was hungry.

You are hiding from what you know is the right thing to do, her conscience fussed.

I know, but I want one real dinner with him, and he’s gone to the trouble to bring it, and I’m not going to put myself in a position to even kiss him. It’s just dinner, for God’s sake. Go away and leave me alone, she argued.

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Q&A: Rosanne Bittner of LOVE’S SWEET REVENGE

Love's Sweet Revenge Rosanne Bittner

Thank you for allowing me to be interviewed on Ever After Romance! A little about me, I have penned 63 books, 62 of them now published and a great many of them still in circulation due to reprints and new covers. I write about the American West of the 1800’s and I am often called the Queen of Western Romance.

I have been writing 35 years and have won numerous awards.  Nearly all my books are based on real (well-researched) American historical events and locations.  I just get my fictitious characters involved and off we go on a romantic journey through “real” history.  The most-used comment I get from readers is “Your characters are so real.” And “I couldn’t put the book down.”  I hope my newest title, Love’s Sweet Revenge, does both for you!  I am known for writing gritty westerns that are sometimes hard to read, but the powerful love story wound into each book keeps the pages turning.


What is the biggest difference between romance novels and real life? 

I would probably say the men.  Too many men don’t have a clue what women really want.  I’ve always said reading and watching porn ain’t it, guys.  That’s not what women want.  READ A ROMANCE and find out what they REALLY want.

Is your life a romance novel?

NO! My goodness, no one’s life is a romance novel.  That’s why so many women READ romance – to escape from reality!  However, I will say that the number one requirement in a long and happy marriage is feeling truly loved and respected, and to totally TRUST.  My husband and I have been married almost 51 years, so yes, we have all three requirements, and I am still crazy about him!

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