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SALE!! Most of my books are $0.99 or Free for a limited time!

Due to a great overlap, most of my Kensington books on sale, but for a very short limited time!!

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Gambling On A Secret, Sara Walter Ellwood, contemporary western romance, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance, small town romance

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Gambling On A Dream, Sara Walter Ellwood, contemporary western romance, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance, small town romance, Colton Gamblers, Lyrical Press, Kensington Publishing, Native American romance

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A Hunter's Angel, The Hunter's Dagger Series, A Hunter's Demon, A Hunter's Blade, Cera duBois, Sara Walter Ellwood

Book 1 of THE HUNTER’S DAGGER series

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Welcome to the World Baby Book–Your Title Is… How I Choose a Title #MFRWauthor

Titles are tricky.  They represent your story. And more importantly they need to hook a reader enough to read the blurb, if not buy your book.

I really don’t have a process for picking titles. Mostly they come to me as I’m coming up with the story. Some of my titles weren’t chosen by me initially for the book, but evolved either by suggestion from an editor, or from the need to redirect my thoughts.

Gambling On A Secret, Sara Walter Ellwood, contemporary western romance, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance, small town romanceMy book Gambling On A Secret had been  originally submitted with the title of “Butterfly.” In the story, the metamorphosis of for the two main characters is an important theme of the story. Heroine even mentions this to the hero when she describes what her vision for the broken down ranch is. She wants to turn the ugly into something beautiful. Like a caterpillar that turns into a butterfly. She even calls her ranch the Butterfly Ranch.

But when I submitted the book, the acquiring editor asked me to change the title since it didn’t sound “western-y” enough. I don’t regret this. In fact, I’m glad for it. The title we came up with worA Hunter's Angel, The Hunter's Dagger Series, A Hunter's Demon, A Hunter's Blade, Cera duBois, Sara Walter Ellwoodks just as good if not better for the book and it allowed me to have a similarity in the titles for the other books in the series, which up until then had been untitled because I could never think of anything that worked with “Butterfly.”

With my title for Heartsrings, I chose to change it when I did the final rewrite of this story. At the time I didn’t know I’d turn it into a series, but I knew the working title of “The Long Road Home” just didn’t feel right for the story. This idea of coming home, is still a major theme in the story, but it seemed stale. I did some brainstorming and came up with the title Heartstrings. Then when I decided to create a series by adding books Heartsong and Heartland to the mix, I was glad I’d decided to change it.

A Hunter’s Angel got it’s title before I even knew what the story would be. This title came to me at the same time as I got the idea of a vampire who hunted vampires out of a need to redeem himself. Only it wasn’t doing good that would redeem him. It was the love of a woman.

A Hunter’s Blade got its title in a similar fashion. The newly turned vampire hero of that story, who we first meet as a cocky human in A Hunter’s Angel, only wants one thing–the right to carry a hunter’s dagger or blade.discovery-of-witches-web-1

One of my favorite books that I’ve ever read, I was attracted to simply because of the title. The novel is called A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness and is the first book in the All Souls series.  I read the title in a blog comment about four years ago and it sparked my imagination. The blog commenter didn’t say much about the book, only the author’s name and that he liked it. I was piqued and looked the book up. Next, I bought it and devoured it. Then I bought the second and pre-ordered the third and went on an amazing ride. The books are a jumble of my favorite genres–fantasy, history, paranormal, time travel, and even a little science fiction. I recently read that the story will be made into a TV series–I can’t wait to see it.

Do you have any books that you’ve read simply because of a great title?
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Happy Valentine’s Day! Most of my books are on Sale or are Free for a limited time… Come check them out.

Most of my Kensington books on sale for February:

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Heartstrings, Singing to the Heart, Sara Walter Ellwood, Contemporary Western Romance, Cowboys, Texas Romance, Native American Romance, Lyrical Press, Kensington Publishing

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Heartstrings, Sara Walter Ellwood, contemporary western romance, cowboy romance, Texas romance, small town romance, Country Music star hero, Lyrical Press, Kensington Publishing, Heartsong, Heartland, Colton Gamblers, Singing to the Heart

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Gambling On A Secret, Sara Walter Ellwood, contemporary western romance, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance, small town romance

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A Hunter's Angel, The Hunter's Dagger Series, A Hunter's Demon, A Hunter's Blade, Cera duBois, Sara Walter Ellwood

Prequel Novella of The Hutner’s Dagger series

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Happy Release Day, A HUNTER’S ANGEL & A HUNTER’S DEMON!!

Today is the official Release Day for A Hunter’s Angel and a brand new paranormal novella A Hunter’s Blade.

A Hunter’s Demon

prequel novella of A Hunter’s Angel

A Hunter's Angel, The Hunter's Dagger Series, A Hunter's Demon, A Hunter's Blade, Cera duBois, Sara Walter Ellwood

 

See where it all began….

With people disappearing from Philadelphia’s night streets, the Vampire Council fears they have a rogue on their hands. Special Agent Ian McHenry isn’t all that he seems. Not only is he the FBI’s expert on serial killers, he’s also the Council’s go-to vampire hunter. Detective Grace Wallace is tired of the FBI not believing her theory they have a serial killer on the loose—until Ian shows up on the case. Nothing prepared her for the instant attraction to the darkly handsome Irishman. As they close in on the killer, Ian’s desire for Grace grows stronger. But if he can’t control his inner demon, this true nature will destroy his only chance at love.

Excerpt:

“He wants you to meet the two new FBI agents assigned to the latest missing person case.”

“Hope these two have a better attitude about finding out what the hell’s happening to all these people than the last two.” Grace logged back off her computer and waited for Tony.

“Amen to that.” He stood and let out a long breath as they headed for Captain Elensky’s office. They both suspected the eighteen missing persons over the past ten years were all linked, but few others did, including the two pompous suits assigned to the last missing person case.

They entered the office with Captain Leo Elensky painted on the frosted glass, and Tony closed the door. Two men stood as they walked in, and Grace had a hard time not staring at the agent closest to the corner of the small office. His black hair curled around his ears and framed a stunning face constructed with strong aristocratic angles. Eyes the color of the midday sky entranced her.

Captain Elensky’s voice came to her as if from a fog. “Special Agent Ian McHenry.” She had to blink and forced herself to look away from his penetrating gaze as the captain introduced the tallest of the two—a dark-haired man with hazel eyes and a cocky smile. “And Special Agent Brad Morris.” Elensky gestured toward first Tony than to her. “Detectives Tony Ricci and Grace Wallace.”

As Tony and Brad shook in greeting, McHenry held his hand out to her and curled his full lips into a woman-killer smile. “A pleasure, Detective Wallace.”

An Irish accent? Oh, freakin’ God, could he get any more perfect?

She swallowed as their hands met. His touch was cool and the contact buzzed through her. Her breath caught and held. He must have felt the same impulse because his brows puckered slightly, and held her hand much longer than necessary.

“Nice to meet you, Detective.” His partner nodded toward her and spoke with a deep Texas twang.

Blinking again, she took a deep breath filled with a musky sweetness of cloves and leather like no cologne she’d ever smelled. She pulled her hand from McHenry’s and turned a shaky smile to Agent Morris. “Nice to meet you, too.”

She swallowed and sat in the chair farthest away from the handsome Irish FBI agent. How did an Irishman get into the FBI? She shook her head to dispel the question and concentrated on the captain. Despite the other two men sitting between them and her captain across the desk, she was drawn to Ian. More than once she’d caught him looking at her.

“Detective Wallace has a theory regarding the case.”

She swung her gaze to the captain. What did he say? She could barely think of anything except the handsome devil sitting in the corner. Clearing her throat, she tried to organize her thoughts and focused on her hands in her lap. “Ah… Yes. Tony and I have been working these missing persons’ cases for two years now. Tony has been working on them for ten years.” She glanced at her partner, and he nodded for her to continue. “Anyway, we think we’re dealing with a serial killer.”

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A Hunter’s Angel

book 1 of The Hunter’s Dagger Series

A Hunter's Angel, The Hunter's Dagger Series, A Hunter's Demon, A Hunter's Blade, Cera duBois, Sara Walter Ellwood

 

The serial killer stalking Clayton, Pennsylvania, isn’t all that has Chief of Police Grace Wallace worried. For a year, she’s tried to forget Special Agent Ian McHenry and now he’s the expert the FBI sent to catch the killer. She can’t stay away from him, but something primal is telling her to run to save much more than her heart.

Despite the laws of the immortal council Ian vowed to follow as a vampire hunter, he fears Grace is his life mate which puts her humanity in peril. If he gives into the desire again to make her his forever, Ian will become one of the vampires his master destroys. But if he leaves Grace unprotected from the evil he’s hunted for over a century, she is in danger of losing her life…

***A Hunter’s Angel had previously been published by The Wild Rose Press under the pen name Cera duBois***

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Grace wanted to scream. Working with Ian McHenry could never happen again. Instead, she distractedly muttered, “I’m sure Pittsburgh has good agents, too.”

“But we are the best of the best, Chief Wallace.”

The impact of the cadence of his brogue hit her square in the chest. She gasped and didn’t want to look up. She didn’t want to see the man to whom the beautiful Irish voice belonged.

The weight of the world was nothing compared to the force she fought against to stand. Once she steadied her shaky legs, she stepped away from the body.

Grace dragged her eyes over him, from his muddy expensive-looking black shoes to impeccable navy slacks to the jacket covering a light blue shirt and stylish tie. Ian McHenry definitely commanded a presence. He was only six feet tall, but perfectly portioned with a broad chest and wide shoulders, long legs and tight muscles. She squashed the memory of what his incredible body looked like without clothing like the spider she’d smashed with her shoe that morning.

His inky black curls framed a strong chiseled face of striking paleness. When she couldn’t stall any longer, she met his gaze. Eyes, as blue as the Pennsylvania sky in mid-October and fringed with the longest black lashes she’d ever seen on a man, stared back at her.

“Grace, it’s good to see you again.” With his handsome face impassive and his hands stuffed into the pockets of his dark FBI jacket, he could have been greeting anyone. Did he find her that forgettable after everything they’d shared?

“Special Agent Ian McHenry, you’re a long way from Philly.” Grace was surprised at how calm she sounded as she fought the urge to either throw up or collapse.

From the first time she’d met the agent while working the Cavanaugh case in Philadelphia, she’d been pulled in two directions. She wanted to run to him and give him everything, while a part of her begged her to flee as far as she could and hide.

Ian glanced away and shrugged. “Pittsburgh called my team in to handle the investigation. As I said, we are the best at hunting down and catching serial killers.”

The people near them seemed to float in and out of her awareness, yet she knew exactly what they were doing. Her officers discussed the case with the state detectives and the other FBI agent, Ian’s partner. The coroner waited for the police to let him take the body to the morgue.

He snared her again with those fathomless blue eyes, and she ceased to be a part of any of the action around her. She only wanted to fall into his arms again.

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A Hunter’s Blade

book 2 of The Hunter’s Dagger Series

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Brigit Wolfe, a born werewolf, hasn’t killed a human in over a hundred years, although now she wonders if the animal attacking people in Silver Creek, Colorado, isn’t her. But she might have bigger problems when her cowboy neighbor, Austin Calhoun, ambles into her bar.

Austin hasn’t been a vampire for long, but he is determined to prove to himself that he’s worthy of his hunter’s dagger. Brigit’s rare beauty and blade-sharp tongue enchant him. She ignites a passion he thought was dead, but is she the killer his master sent him to destroy? During Austin’s investigation regarding Brigit’s involvement in the deaths, an old crime surfaces connected to her human best friend. These two immortal enemies have to join forces to solve the mystery before someone else dies. But can they survive the heat of their own desire?

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When preternatural power touched her nape, Brigit assumed Bo Reynard was back, which was unusual. He never came in on Wednesdays, the slowest night of the week. Brigit set a margarita before a woman flirting with one of the other regulars at the end of the bar and took the man’s money for the woman’s drink.

After closing the cash drawer, she turned and sucked in a breath. The most beautiful pair of hazel eyes she had ever seen stared back at her from the other end of the bar.

The cowboy vamp removed his hat and set it on the empty stool beside him. Grinning at her, he ran his fingers through his disheveled hair. “Hello, there. I’ll have a glass of red wine,” he said in a voice as smooth as Kentucky bourbon.

She swallowed hard, took a deep breath and earthy spiciness tickled her senses. How did he smell that damned good? He’s supposed to smell like a rotting corpse. “Uh…which one?”

He shrugged with wry amusement playing on his lips. “What was my friend drinking the other night?”

“Syrah…the most expensive red wine I have.”

He pulled his wallet from his back pocket and flipped it open to take out a bill. “I’ll have a glass of that.”

A moment later, she set the glass before him and told him the price.

He handed her a bill and smiled. “Keep the change.” Before she could turn away, he said, “So, how long have you lived here? I’m new in town.”

She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms. “Yes, I know. You bought the Wagner ranch. Just moved in. Your name is Austin Calhoun.”

He raised an eyebrow and picked up the glass. “Checking up on me?”

“I like to know who all my neighbors are.” She bent closer and hissed, “So when they start dropping dead I know who the prime suspects are.”

He leaned over the edge of the bar, peered deeply into her eyes. The image of him closing the distance and covering her mouth in a kiss zapped through her. His low-pitched voice did nothing to ease the erotic vision.

“Interestingly, I like to know my neighbors for the same reason, Brigit Wolfe, werewolf.” She narrowed her eyes and fisted her hands. His voice dropped even lower as he said, “You didn’t answer my question. How long have you lived in Silver Creek?”

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Cover Reveal—A HUNTER’S DEMON & A HUNTER’S ANGEL releasing in May 2016

I’d love to reveal the beautiful covers for my latest project. Which is also a very old project. In July 2012, The Wild Rose Press released my very first published book under the pen name Cera duBois. Since then I’ve published 8 other books. I’ve learned so much and couldn’t wait to get my rights back so that I could re-edit the book. I got my rights back in 2014, but haven’t had time to do much with A Hunter’s Angel until now….

Cover design by the amazing Rhonda Duffy….

Introducing A Hunter’s Angel (book 1 of The Hunter’s Dagger Series) and it’s companion prequel novella, A Hunter’s Demon — Both coming in e-book and print in May 2016

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Blurb:

The serial killer stalking Clayton, Pennsylvania, isn’t all that has Chief of Police Grace Wallace worried. For a year, she’s tried to forget Special Agent Ian McHenry and now he’s the expert the FBI sent to catch the killer. She can’t stay away from him, but something primal is telling her to run to save much more than her heart.

Despite the laws of the immortal council Ian vowed to follow as a vampire hunter, he fears Grace is his life mate which puts her humanity in peril. If he gives into the desire again to make her his forever, Ian will become one of the vampires his master destroys. But if he leaves Grace unprotected from the evil he’s hunted for over a century, she is in danger of losing her life…

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See where it all began….

With people disappearing from Philadelphia’s night streets, the Vampire Council fears they have a rogue on their hands. Special Agent Ian McHenry isn’t all that he seems. Not only is he the FBI’s expert on serial killers, he’s also the Council’s go-to vampire hunter.

Detective Grace Wallace is tired of the FBI not believing her theory they have a serial killer on the loose—until Ian shows up on the case. Nothing prepared her for the instant attraction to the darkly handsome Irishman. As they close in on the killer, Ian’s desire for Grace grows stronger. But if he can’t control his inner demon, his true nature will destroy his only chance at love.

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Both books will be featured in the PRINT copy:

See where it all began…. With people disappearing from Philadelphia’s night streets, the Vampire Council fears they have a rogue on their hands. Special Agent Ian McHenry isn’t all that he seems. Not only is he the FBI’s expert on serial killers, he’s also the Council’s go-to vampire hunter. Detective Grace Wallace is tired of the FBI not believing her theory they have a serial killer on the loose—until Ian shows up on the case. Nothing prepared her for the instant attraction to the darkly handsome Irishman. As they close in on the killer, Ian’s desire for Grace grows stronger. But if he can’t control his inner demon, this true nature will destroy his only chance at love.

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Sneak Peek Sunday—Introducing A HUNTER’S DEMON, a prequel novella to A HUNTER’S ANGEL

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Welcome to Sneak Peek Sunday!  Today, I’m sharing one of my summer projects, a prequel novella to my paranormal romance A Hunter’s Angel. I recently got my rights back to this book and hope to self-publish it, along with a prequel this fall/winter. The prequel was born from some of the comments I received in reviews about how the story of A Hunter’s Angel seemed incomplete…And that the back story slowed down the story. Well, I happen to agree. A Hunter’s Angel was my first novel, and as such, it has some newbie mistakes and growing pains that weren’t fixed during editing. I’m hoping the revised version and the prequel make a great anchor for this series. If all goes to plan, Book 3, A Hunter’s Wings will be out in 2015.

In this snippet from A Hunter’s Demon, Philadelphia PD Detective Grace Wallace meets FBI Special Agent Ian McHenry for the first time…. For those who may not know or don’t recall, Ian is a vampire  hunter who is a vampire himself. He doesn’t kill his prey and he fights against those who do, but Grace just might be his downfall…..

They entered the office with Captain Leo Elinski painted on the frosted glass and Tony closed the door. Two men stood as they walked in and Grace had a hard time not staring at the agent closest to the corner of the small office. His black hair curled around his ears and framed a stunning face constructed with strong aristocratic angles. But it was his eyes that entranced her. They were the color of sapphires and the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. Captain Elinski’s voice came to her as if from a fog. “Special Agent Ian McHenry.”

She had to blink and forced herself to look away as the captain introduced the tallest of the two—a dark-haired man with hazel eyes and a cocky smile. “And Special Agent Brad Morris.” Elinski gestured toward first Tony than her. “Detectives Tony Ricci and Grace Wallace.”

As Tony shook Morris’ hand, McHenry held his out to her and curled his full lips into a woman killer smile. “A pleasure, Detective Wallace.”

An Irish accent. Oh, freakin’ God, could he get any more perfect?

She swallowed as their hands met. His touch was cool and the contact buzzed through her. Her breath caught and held. He must have felt the same impulse because his brows puckered slightly, and he held her hand much longer than necessary.

“Nice to meet you, Detective.” His partner nodded toward her and spoke with a deep Texas accent.

Blinking again, she took a deep breath filled with a musky sweetness of cloves and leather like no cologne she’d ever smelled. With another deep breath, she pulled her hand from McHenry’s and turned a shaky smile to Agent Morris. “Nice to meet you, too.”

 

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Sneak Peek Sunday–A Hunter’s Angel and A Hunter’s Blade Are in Print!

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Today on Sneak Peek Sunday, I’m sharing a bit from A Hunter’s Angel. I got news this week that The Wild Rose Press are offering A Hunter’s Angel and A Hunter’s Blade now in PRINT. I can’t wait to old my first published book in my hot little hands!

Ian let out a sigh of relief. He sped up the narrow stairs and into her tiny bedroom. He couldn’t linger.  Dawn was coming fast. He bent to lay her down, but she clung to him, vigorously shaking her head against his shoulder.paranormal romance, romantic suspense, vampires, demons, werewolves, Sara Walter Ellwood, Cera duBois

“No, I don’t wanna lay down. Hold me. I like you. You’re nice.”

Ian cursed. No child should like him. There had been a time when he’d have taken her father’s life as ruthlessly as Shane had—and the children’s, too. In the first century of his existence, he and his creator, Vivian, and their two companions had orphaned many children and even destroyed whole families— whole villages. He scowled at the memory of them roaming the countryside and villages of Ireland and Europe preying upon the poor, the weak. He was a monster, no matter how many centuries he followed the genteel master vampire, Father Pomeroy.

“No, lass, you lie back and go to sleep. I have to help your daddy.” Her father was beyond help, but she wouldn’t remember any of this anyway.

“Oh. Daddy’s hurt,” she said as if just now remembering, and another sob tore through her throat. She regarded him with big brown eyes full of misguided trust. “You’ll make him better? Make him wake up?”

“Ay, lass, he’s hurt.” Even though he ignored her other questions, she lay against the mattress, and he tucked the blankets around her small body. He kneeled beside the bed, brushed her wispy brown hair off her forehead, and smiled. “You’ll be all right. You go to sleep now.” He added a dose of mental suggestion to the verbal command.

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Sneak Peek Sunday–How would you react?

This week on Sneak Peek Sunday, I’m offering a bit from my very first published book–A Hunter’s Angel published under my pen name Cera duBois.

In this snippet, Grace finds something that turns her world upside down….

She turned the page and her heart jumped into her throat and stopped dead. Her hand went to her chest as she stared paranormal romance, romantic suspense, vampires, demons, werewolves, Sara Walter Ellwood, Cera duBoisat the caption above a lithograph, which took up half of the yellowed, brittle page in a century old book.

Sir Ian Henry Chamberlain, circa 1600. The flamboyant Colonel of the Royal Army of Queen Elizabeth, accredited for many victories early in the Nine Years War, disappeared with his brother, Sir Shane Thomas Chamberlain, in 1603.

The handsome, young nobleman proudly sat upon a large chestnut horse and wore the ridiculous frilly fashion of that day—doublet, jerkin, a big ruffle around his neck and what looked like tights. When an image of the old Robin Hood spoof, Men in Tights, came to mind, she clamped her hand over her open mouth unsure if she wanted to scream or laugh.

“Oh my God!” 

It’s Ian. It’s all true.

He really is a vampire.

So, tell me– If this was you, how would you react to finding a nearly 500 year old picture of your boyfriend?

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When Sparks Fly 4th of July Blog Hop–First Kisses

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Follow 140+ authors/bloggers at the  When Sparks Fly 4th of July Blog Hop! Visit them all for the chance to win TONS of goodies!

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Hot Heroes…. Cowboys, Military Men, Lawmen and Singers

What better way to get the sparks flying than a hot hero? For me, there are certain types of men that really set off all sorts of fireworks…Country singers, cowboys, military men and lawmen (sheriffs and Texas Rangers).

Today I’ve got some of the hottest heroes I’ve ever written here for some spark-laden excerpts of first kisses.

Sara Walter Ellwood, ccontemporary western romance, cowboy romance, Texas romance, Native American romance, country music singer romanceSuperstar country star Seth Kendall and RN Abby Crawford from Heartstrings.

He stepped toward her. The clean, masculine scent of his musky cologne and something entirely Seth enveloped her. His warmth surrounded her. Abby trembled from the heat in his deep mossy green eyes.

His breaths came faster, making that wonderful chest rise and fall, and she had to touch him. She laid her hand on the great expanse of toned muscle and curled her fingers in the soft cotton of his shirt. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her against the stall door.

The horse’s snort seemed to come to her ears from a great distance as he tilted his head toward hers. His breath warmed her face as electricity coursed between them. Then he brushed his lips against hers.

She fisted her free hand into the hair at his nape, pulling him closer, as he deepened the kiss. His tongue was sweet and hot, a velvety reminder of the passion she’d only ever felt in his touch. He rubbed down her sides to her behind and lifted her up against him. She wrapped her legs around his thighs, pulling him closer.

She moaned when the hard length of his arousal pressed against her center. She chased his tongue, and as he tried to retreat, she sucked on it, eliciting a lusty groan from deep in his chest. She let her other hand roam over his shoulders, up into his hair, pushing off his hat.

“Momma?”

They both froze at the softly spoken word. When she looked past his shoulder toward the door, Emily stood there peering at them with her mouth hanging slightly open, eyes wide.

Abby immediately untangled herself from him and tried to shove him away. “Seth is helping me with the horses.”

Seth and Emily gawked at her with nearly identical expressions of bemusement, and she shoved at him harder. He let her down, but positioned himself behind her and held her close. She glanced questioningly at him. He raised an eyebrow, grinned, and leaned in to whisper in her ear, “I don’t think you want me to move right now.” She closed her eyes and trembled at the low rumble of his voice. “I’m hard as a rock.”

“Oh. Don’t move,” she whispered and made sure she was directly in front of him.

Swallowing hard, she turned to face her daughter, feeling very much like a teenager caught by a parent. Who would have thought the same embarrassment could be inspired with the reversed situation?

Seth chuckled, leaned over to pick his hat off the floor, and slapped it on his thigh before putting it on his head.

As if she’d figured something out that had stumped her for a long time, Emily tapped her forehead and said, “Crap, I always knew I was doing something wrong when I saddle my horse. Now I know. I gotta get myself a cute guy and swap spit and play tonsil hockey with him to get the job done.”

She and Seth said at the same time, “I don’t think so.”

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Former Special Forces captain Dylan Quinn and runaway-turned-heiress Charli Monroe from Gambling On A Secret.Sara Walter Ellwood, cowboy romance, contemporary western, romantic suspense, Texas romance

He let out another curse and more clanging followed. Bands of muscles rippled under the tan skin of his biceps and chest as he worked the wrench on the pipe. The eagle and flag tattooed on his upper arm took flight as he flexed the muscle beneath it.

Her gaze moved over the dark dusting of hair on his chest where he had another tattoo on his left pectoral–a green beret over a sword with some Latin words above it. Before she could figure out what it said, she noticed the jagged, silvery scars. Like some grotesque spider web glistening in the morning dew, they cut across his belly and down his right side to disappear under the edge of the faded Wranglers resting low on his hip.

Her eyes stopped at his belted waistband. The scars weren’t ugly to her, but in that defining moment, she visualized his war injuries. Sadness, and at least a half dozen other emotions she didn’t understand or want to analyze, bombarded her, quickening her heart. However, she couldn’t ignore the instant liquid heat pooling in her belly.

“What did they say?” His muffled voice came from under the sink and drew her back to where his head should have been.

“AhThe repairman can’t come out until tomorrow morning.” Her mouth was dry, and she gulped down some of the tea. The sudden spike in the temperature had nothing to do with her malfunctioning air conditioner.

He moved out from under the sink and looked at her. The fluid motion in which he stood–considering his bum leg–stunned her. He reached for the white t-shirt hanging over the towel rack. “I’m sorry. But it’s hot as hell under there.”

After setting the iced teas on the vanity top, she laid a hand on his arm to stop him. The sensation of his hot, damp skin under her cool palm overwhelmed her.

He turned blazing eyes on her and made no move to don the shirt.

Hadn’t she sworn off men? Hadn’t her life with Ricardo shown her men were nothing but total sadistic assholes? Didn’t she vow she’d never fall for another lying jerk who’d only break her heart when he was tired of her?

Her body betrayed her good sense and her voice came out breathy. “Don’t. It’s a furnace in here. If you’re more comfortable with your shirt off, it’s okay.”

His gray eyes darkened to a shimmery, bluish hue of a summer day. With jerky movements, Dylan opened the bottom of the shirt. “I don’t think either of us would be comfortable if I went shirtless.”

Oh, yeah, his working shirtless would make her squirm. When she’d first met him two months ago, his dark brown hair had been short, but now it fell over his forehead and curled around the tops of his ears. A small scar ran along the sharp angle of his right cheek under the dark shadow of beard he hadn’t shaved that morning.

She let her gaze slip down over his work-toned body. His shoulders were broad, biceps muscular. The scars and tattoos gave him a dangerous edge she should run from, not eat up like eye candy.

As he pulled the shirt over his head, she reached out and skimmed her fingertips over the largest of the scars on his abdomen. Dylan shivered, yanked the shirt off before putting it completely on, and dropped it on the floor. He grabbed her wrist to pull her against him, and held her.

Her head spun, and her heart sputtered as his mouth lowered hard on hers. He licked at her upper lip, and she opened for him to plunge his tongue into the depths of her mouth.

Worlds collided, stars collapsed into black holes and whole oceans turned to deserts in their kiss.

His hands moved to her hips. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her unto the edge of the sink. She wrapped her legs around him and crossed her ankles over his behind. When she pulled him as close as he could get with their clothing in the way, he groaned. She couldn’t get enough of him and pressed her center into his impressive erection. He held her there, and somewhere in the cosmic haze, she realized they were dangerously close to giving in to the raw desire sizzling between them.

Her hands moved between their bodies through the soft curls up his chest. His hands molded over her breasts under her tank top. A moan escaped her when he flicked his thumbs over her aroused, satin-covered nipples. She wanted to touch him everywhere and wanted to be touched everywhere by him.

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Sara Walter Ellwood, Gambling On A Heart, contemporary western roamnce, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance,Former rodeo cowboy and Marine and Sheriff Zack Cartwright and Beautician Tracy Quinn from Gambling On A Heart.

“How do you like the house?” He asked when the silence stretched too long. Then realized how lame the question was. She’d lived in this monster maze of rooms as a teenager.

“I’m still getting used to it. But right now, I’m trying not to get lost going from my bed to the bathroom. I’ve never slept in the master bedroom before. Mom and Dad took the guest suite.”

Zack chuckled. “Well, I hope you drew a map. Otherwise, you could have dire consequences if you end up somewhere else.”

A grin lit up her face. “Oh, so very true.”

There were absolutely no signs of supper, but he smelled potatoes baking in the oven. Tracy’s mother was a chef. What kind of cook was his hostess?

As the lag in the conversation stretched uncomfortably, he twisted his hat in his hand, wishing he’d left it in the truck. She must have noticed his fidgeting and jumped away from the island. “I’m sorry. You can stow your hat in the closet through here. I really need to get a rack for the entry.” She led him into the mudroom and slid a door open. The coat closet was big and nearly empty. Reaching past her shoulder, he laid the old Stetson on a shelf. When she turned toward him, he brushed her breast with his upper arm, causing a flame to shoot through him.

Her thin sweater tightened over her pert breasts as she sucked in a deep breath, providing proof their proximity to each other affected her as powerfully as it did him. He pulled his gaze from her chest to lock with her eyes. They had darkened to a silvery blue, made more intense by the brilliant color of her top. Her breath hitched, and her eyes lowered to his lips. He knew what she wanted, because he wanted it even more.

Without thinking about exactly what he was doing, he lowered his lips to hers. His heart slammed into overdrive when she lifted her hands to his chest and moaned his name. He wrapped his hand around her nape and tilted her face to allow him better access to her mouth.

When he traced her upper lip with his tongue, she drew in a breath and opened her mouth under his. He took the invitation by thrusting his tongue deeply into the warm sweetness.

As their tongues dueled, she wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing her body in full contact with his. She sucked on his tongue when he pressed his hard-on into her lower belly.

Sweet mercy, he wanted to strip her right here and have his way with her on the cold tile floor of her mudroom. Damn the danger to his pride and self-respect.

And damn the alarm warning him to be careful.

But he couldn’t forget their kids were upstairs. Somehow, somewhere, he found the control to back off and eventually break the kiss. Tracy opened her eyes and peered at him, dazed. She blinked a few times as he ran the back of his fingers over her cheek. He couldn’t hold in the raspy laugh.

“What’s funny?”

“You had that exact same expression on your face the very first time I kissed you.” His voice seemed to come from his toes as he remembered their first kiss. He’d had no idea how innocent she was until that night. How could she still have that virginal look of awe?

Her cheeks turned a darker pink and embarrassment replaced the wonder, making her appear even more naive. “Is that a good thing?”

He continued to caress her cheek. “I don’t know.”

Her hold around his neck slackened as she slipped her hands from around his neck. She smoothed his shirt where her earlier kneading had wrinkled the chambray. Looking at her hands, she winced. “I’d better get the grill started. The potatoes should be done in thirty minutes.”

She moved away without looking at him, leaving him feeling bereft. What the hell had happened to put such chill in the air? Wishing he could take her back into his arms, he swallowed as she moved through the kitchen.

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And from my WIP Gambling On A Dream, Texas Ranger Wyatt McPherson and new Sheriff Dawn MadisonHorse lovers

(This has not been professionally edited, so excuse any mistakes)

“Stop it, Taco. Go lay down.” Dawn pointed to the dog bed on the floor at the end of the couch. The dog gave one more disapproving bark and then waddled over to the bed, circled around the soft fleece inside and then settled. “Sorry about that.”

He patted his hand against his thigh. “No problem. She’s just looking out for her mistress. Who knows, I could be a bad guy.”

She snorted and headed into the kitchen.

“What?” He followed her and came to a stop behind her in the tiny space. “You don’t agree?”

She pulled down two bright red bowls from a cabinet and set them on the counter. Turning, she sucked in a breath.

Only inches separated them, and her scent surrounded him. Her eyes dilated with her need. He was lost. The ache in his cock shorted out his good sense, and he reached for her. She didn’t fight as she stepped into his arms. Her head tilted back and her pink tongue slipped out to moisten her lips. “I know you’re a bad boy.”

The husky words were like a mean sucker punch in the gut. He had to have her. Pulling her closer and backing her up to the edge of the counter, he made sure she felt the evidence of his desire. A soft moan escaped her moist lips as he lifted her to settle his cock into the cradle of her hips, and she rubbed her thigh against his. He wasn’t sure if he damned the clothing between them or was thankful for the barrier.

He came down hard on her pliable lips, demanding to be fed. She resisted his entry for a moment, but relaxed into him and opened her mouth under his. As he buried his fingers into her hair and held her to him, he plunged in, needing to conquer her. She tasted of sweet mint, coffee and the nirvana of a woman’s desire.

She gripped his shirt over his chest and moaned her surrender. But she demanded as much from him. Her tongue slid against his, her body moving in time with the stroke against his.

He grabbed the bottom of her sweater and slipped his hand under to find the satin of her bra. Her breast was hot and heavy beneath the cloth. He rolled his thumb over her nipple and it instantly tightened. She gasped and her hands flattened on his chest where they were trapped between their bodies.

Breaking the kiss, he nibbled his way along her jaw to her ear. “I want you,” he rasped between nips on her earlobe.

She shuddered and her breathing came in sharp, short spurts as she tilted her head to give him better access to her sweet spot under her ear. He sucked in her skin, tasted the sweet-saltiness of her and scented her musky desire.

He took her moaning his name as his cue and flicked open the front clasp of her bra.

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Gambling On A Heart

Book 2 of The Colton Gamblers

Blurb:

She once lost his heart on a bluff. Will she risk everything to win it back?

Beautician Tracy Quinn spends her days making the women of Colton, Texas beautiful, while living down the nickname of Olive Oyl, given to her by the only man she has ever loved—Zack Cartwright. She spends her nights alone, despite what her ex husband wants their friends and neighbors to think.

Ex-rodeo cowboy. Ex-bad-boy. Ex-Marine. Widower and single dad Sheriff Zack Cartwright can describe his life in exes. One ex in particular reminds him of what’s missing in his workaholic life: Tracy Quinn. For years since she broke his heart, he’s practically made avoiding her a second job. He still wants her, but can never go after her.

When cattle rustlers target her brother’s ranch, Tracy and Zack are stuck working together. Her son could use a positive male role model, and his daughter is wild for a chance at a “substitute” mom. But Tracy’s ex threatens to sue if she lets Zack near her son, and the Colton grapevine is abuzz with rumors about their past relationship. Is it worth the gamble to see if what they have is more than lust?

CONTENT WARNING: Spicy sex

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My Vampires Don’t Sparkle

Well, we all made it to the weekend…. Hope your’s will be a good one.

Today, I’m guest blogging at Laura Kaye’s talking about the vamp myth/tropes I used and how my vamps are completely original…

Hope you get a moment to stop by.

http://laurakayeauthor.blogspot.com/2012/07/cera-dubois-explains-why-her-vampires.html

Thanks!

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