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Interview with award winning writer Susannah Sandlin author of ALLEGIANCE

Welcome award winning author Susannah Sandlin!  Let’s start with what genre/genres do you write?

I started in urban fantasy with romantic elements, then added paranormal romance to my repertoire. I’m also writing romantic suspense, and am working on a contemporary proposal. I like to think of it as “multi-faceted” rather than “indecisive”!

 

If you are a plotter, how do you handle when your characters decide they don’t like you have plotted and do their own thing?

I used to fight them and try to bend them to my will, but that never worked out very well, so I plan out my outline like a good little plotter and then, at the end of each chapter, I go back to my outline and update it to reflect whatever havoc my characters have created. Sometimes it’s a minor point; other times, it changes the tenor of the whole book.

 

Do you have any other books? What do you have planned next?

I currently am writing three series—the Sentinels of New Orleans urban fantasy series as Suzanne Johnson and, as Susannah Sandlin, the Penton Legacy paranormal romance series and The Collectors romantic suspense series. Penton Book 4, Allegiance, came out on June 24; The Collectors Book 1, Lovely, Dark, and Deep, comes out June 27; book 2, Deadly, Calm, and Cold, will be out in December. The fourth book in my Sentinels series comes out in April 2015. Whew!

 

What can you tell us about ALLEGIANCE that isn’t in the blurb or excerpt?

The book is all about loyalty (hence the title) and the notion of home—and what you’ll do to protect your home when it’s threatened. Yeah, okay, and there are sexy vampires and shifters.

 

Is ALLEGIANCE part of a series? If so, tell us about it.

It is the fourth book in the Penton Legacy series, which is about a peaceful community of vampires and their human mates and familiars who come under attack after it’s discovered that the vaccine developed for a human pandemic makes human blood poisonous to vampires. There’s a civil war brewing in vampire-land, and it’s all centered around a small town in Alabama.

 

Who was easier to write–Hero or Heroine? Why?

The heroine, Robin Ashton, is an eagle shape-shifter, and she is no-holds-barred, in-your-face, bat-poop nuts. She pretty much wrote herself and dictated to me how I should write every other character. Did I mention she wasn’t originally going to be the heroine? (See earlier question about when characters go off-script.)

 

Why are your hero and heroine perfect for each other?

At first blush, Cage and Robin would seem to be natural enemies or at least rivals. They’re both adrenaline junkies. They’re both alpha personalities used to getting their own way. They’re both commitment-phobes, or at least they profess to be. But somehow when those characters came together, they sparked and I threw out my original plans to put Cage with a different heroine. I can promise Cage and Robin will butt heads farther down the road, but I’m pretty sure they’ll make it.

 

Now for some fun Questions:

 

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

Ah…..probably Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy. Sheer awesomeness. Does that count as one?

 

If you could chose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

I’ve always been fascinated with the Victorian era because of the industrial revolution and how fast everything was changing. But honestly, I’m not sure I’d want to have been born in that era because women were so limited in their options. I’m pretty happy in this era.

 

What was the most embarrassing thing your husband/boyfriend/partner/friend ever did to you in public?

Man, I’m blanking on this one. I think I’ve led a sheltered life, or else my significant others know better than to embarrass me publicly.

 

What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

Scotland—most of my ancestors were Scottish and I’d love to wander around there for a week or two or three.

 

If you were stranded on a desert island and could chose any famous person (living or dead), who would you chose to be stranded with you and why?

Since he’s a character in one of my series, I’ll say the pirate Jean Lafitte. He’s sexy, he knows how to survive on an island, he knows his way around a weapon in case of island critters, and did I mention he was sexy?

 

Quick Quiz:

 

Cake or Chips

Cake, go easy on the frosting, though.

 

Steak or Veggie Burger

Steak

 

Chocolates or Roses

Chocolate

 

Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all

Briefs

 

And since I write both, I have to know which you prefer… Vampires or Cowboys

Vampires! Although a vampire cowboy would be interesting…

 

Thanks for having me today!

 

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Allegiance by Susannah Sandlin

 

Allegiance

The Penton Legacy #4

By

Susannah Sandlin

Blurb:

Out June 10 from Montlake Romance * British vampire psychiatrist and former mercenary Cage Reynolds returns to Penton, Alabama, looking for a permanent home. The town has been ravaged by the ongoing vampire war and the shortage of untainted human blood, and now the vampires and humans that make up the Omega Force are trying to rebuild.

Cage hopes to help the cause, put down roots in Penton, and resolve his relationship with Melissa Calvert. The last thing he expects is to find himself drawn to Robin Ashton, a trash-talking eagle shape-shifter and new Omega recruit.

Meanwhile, as a dangerous saboteur wreaks havoc in Penton, the ruthless Vampire Tribunal leader Matthias Ludlam has been freed on the eve of his scheduled execution. But by whom? And to what end?

As war and chaos rage on, love isn’t something Cage is looking for, but will his attraction to Robin distract him from the danger living among them?

 

Excerpt:

Mirren Kincaid was six feet, eight inches of muscle and bad attitude, and Cage wouldwager few had ever spoken to him the way the girl had. At least not and lived to tell about it.

Cage glanced at Nik, who was biting his lower lip and not doing a very good job of hiding his own amusement. “Is she always like this?”

Nik gave a slow shake of the head. “Negative. Not at all.” He paused. “Sometimes she’s worse.”

This time, Cage couldn’t stop the smile that spread across his face. “This is going to be fun, as long as we stay out of the way.”

“I can f**king hear you, Reynolds.” Mirren growled at Cage over his shoulder, but kept his eyes pinned on the girl. Woman, Cage should say, although she was so diminutive next to the Scottish behemoth it was hard not to see her as a waif. Probably accounted for her Mirren-like attitude. Short-man syndrome, so to speak.

Mirren’s hands balled into fists, and if the man had still been human, his face would have turned about six ugly shades of pissed off. Cage couldn’t see the big guy’s expression, but he’d bet those gray eyes had gone from thunderstorm to snowstorm.

“The colonel has lost his mind.” Mirren’s voice dropped about an octave. “What could you possibly do to help us here?”

She propped her hands on her hips, gave Mirren a slow, sultry once-over with more than a little come-hither in her expression, and lowered her voice—but not so low that Cage couldn’t hear.

“I can do things to you that are beyond your wildest dreams, vampire.”

“Uh-oh,” Nik muttered under his breath. “She’s gonna blow.”

If Cage hadn’t been afraid Mirren would turn his wrath on the nearest safe target—him, in other words—he would’ve explained to Nik that Mirren was showing uncharacteristic restraint, and if anyone was going to violently break the stalemate it would be the big guy.

“Little girl, I suggest you walk back into whatever hole in the woods you crawled out of.” Mirren’s voice dropped even lower and softer. Funny how, on some people, a soft voice was more menacing than a shout. “In the morning, the colonel can reassign you to a more fitting place. I don’t care what you turn into—squirrel, otter . . .” He gave her a head-to-toe once-over and waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. “Chipmunk.”

Nik groaned and looked at the ground. “Oh, man.”

Ashton took a step toward Mirren, craning her neck again. “And where might that more fitting place be, Mirren Kincaid?Oh, don’t look surprised. I did my homework. Where is it you think I belong in this man’s army?On my back?”

Mirren shrugged. “Probably, but don’t spread your legs on my account, honey.”

The air around them crackled with tension, and even Cage thought Mirren had gone too far. He opened his mouth to suggest that Nik take Ashton far, far away for the eveningand start fresh at dusk tomorrow, maybe with a referee. He froze at her expression, though. She was grinning, dark eyes alight with mirth and a look Cage recognized all too well. The undeniable, addictive power of the adrenaline rush. Ashton was having fun.

Clearly, the woman was insane. She was suicidal. She was . . . superb.

With a screech that would do a banshee proud, she ran at Mirren headfirst. If Cage hadn’t heard the man’s oof and been knocked off-balance himself when Mirren fell ass over teakettle, he’d have sworn he’d hallucinated the whole thing.

“Told ya,” mumbled Nik, who’d stepped out of the way with nimble speed.

A burst of pain erupted on Cage’s cheek, followed by the trickle of blood streaming toward his neck. Damn, but that little woman could throw a punch. Unfortunately, she was throwing them so hard and fast, she’d clocked him as well as Mirren.

Cage rolled out of the line of fire and took the outstretched hand Nik offered. “That woman is barking mad.” Cage rubbed his jaw, amazed that Mirren was fending off blows but not striking back.

Nik nodded. “As a hatter.”

Finally, breathing hard from either fists or fury, or both, the woman stopped her assault. She sat astride Mirren, looking down at him with a frown. “Why won’t you fight back? Afraid of being beat by a sorority girl?It’s no fun if you don’t fight back.”

Cage waited for it. The name-calling. Maybe a backhand to show Ashton what the Slayer was made of—which, even from his prone position, would send her flying. The lesson-teaching that was sure to follow.

Instead, the choked noise Mirren uttered was one it took a moment for Cage to recognize because he’d never heard it from the man. Didn’t think it was possible. Mirren Kincaid was laughing.

His voice even sounded different—lighter, amused. “What the hell are you, Ashton?”

She climbed off him and rose to her full height, which wasn’t much. “Eagle shifter. And a damn good tracker. And stronger than you fang-faces can imagine. Plus, I can fly. So don’t mess with me.”

Mirren rolled to his feet with surprising grace for a man his size and rubbed his face. The fingers he drew from his mouth were covered in blood from multiple scratches, and there appeared to be tooth marks along his jawline. “You got a first name?”

Ashton squinted up at Mirren a few heartbeats. “It’s Robin.”

An eagle named Robin. Bloody brilliant. Cage opened his mouth to comment but caught an elbow in the ribs from Nik, who gave a slight shake of his head.

Right. Don’t tease the eagle about her name.

Mirren seemed to have reached the same conclusion, since he bypassed any comment about ironic names. “Guess you’ll work out after all, Ashton. Gonna have to find a new place for you to crash, though. Since the colonel didn’t say you were a girl”—Cage saw Robin’s eyebrow take a dangerous spike at that, but Mirren was oblivious—“I’d planned to put you and Zorba in a room together.”

“That’s fine.” Robin ran her fingers through her short, spiky hair, and Cage tracked the movement. Such delicate fingers in hands that held such power. “We sleep together half the time anyway.”

Nik huffed under his breath, “I swear that woman has no filter.”

Interesting. “And where do you sleep the other half of the time, little bird?”

The words came out before Cage could stop them, which he instantly regretted. Talk about no filters; his were usually a mile high but they seemed to have suddenly vaporized.

He’d been off Robin Ashton’s radar during her preoccupation with Mirren. Now, however, she stepped away from Mirren and looked at him. Really looked. Cage felt naked, as if she could see way more than he’d ever intended to share. When had he developed such a big mouth?

“You asking me to sleep with you the rest of the time, vampire?”

 

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Meet Susannah…

Susannah Sandlin is a native of Winfield, Alabama, and has worked as a writer/editor in educational publishing in Alabama, Suzanne-Johnson-Susannah-SandlinIllinois, Texas, California, and Louisiana. She currently lives in Auburn, Alabama, with two rescue dogs named after professional wrestlers (it was a phase). She has a no-longer-secret passion for Cajun music, Canadian French pop music, and reality TV. She’s single and is on the hunt for a longhaul Ice Road Trucker who also hunts gators. * She writes the Penton Legacy paranormal romance series and Collectors romantic suspense series of Montlake Romance. * ABSOLUTION, book two in the Penton Legacy series, won the Holt Medallion for paranormal romance in 2013 and was a finalist for the 2013 Prism and Gayle Wilson awards. * Penton book three, OMEGA, was nominated by RT Book Reviews Magazine for the 2014 Reviewer’s Choice Award in paranormal romance, and is a finalist for the 2014 Booksellers Best Award. * STORM FORCE is a finalist for the 2014 Prism Award for dark paranormal romance. *Susannah is a member of Romance Writers of America and the following chapters: Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal, Southern Magic, Georgia Romance Writers, and Kiss of Death. She also is a member of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America and Novelists Inc. * As Suzanne Johnson, she writes the Sentinels of New Orleans urban fantasy series for Tor Books.

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Interview with Jennifer Lowery author of THE MAZE

Hi the blog of Sara Walter Ellwood and all you fabulous readers out there *waves* Thank you so much for having me today! My romantic suspense, The Maze, released this month so I’m very excited to be here! Thank you so much for sharing it with me!! 

In honor of my release I am giving away an e-book copy of any one of my books (go to my WEBSITE to choose) to one lucky commenter so please leave me a comment with your EMAIL so I can contact you if you win!!

 

When did you start writing?

When I was five, lol. That’s when I was first published. I wrote a 3 sentence poem about where freckles came from. The sun, according to me in kindergarten J My teacher had it published in our local newspaper. My mom clipped it and saved it for me. I have the article in my cedar chest to this day.

 

What genre/genres do you write?

Military romance/Romantic suspense.

 

If you are a pantser, how do you handle when you write into a corner?

Ah, the dreaded corner, lol. I often have to backtrack, find out where I went wrong and usually end up deleting a few scenes, or a chapter, then I’m good to go. I’ve been known to delete a 100 pages at a time in the past without blinking, lol. But, I’ve learned to accept my process.

 

What do you think makes a good story?

Strong characters with strong GMCs (Goals, Motivation, Conflicts).

 

What can you tell us about The Maze that isn’t in the blurb or excerpt? 

Well, I wrote it at the same time I wrote Murphy’s Law, and both stories are the stories of my heart. I just couldn’t write them fast enough, lol. Noah and Attie were such strong characters, I just knew them and had to tell their story. It was an emotional journey for me as well as them.

 

Is The Maze part of a series? If so, tell us about it.

Yep, it’s Book #1 in my ATCOM series. A counterterrorist organization of my own making. Covert, black ops. My heroine is the first female operative. Oh, yeah, that causes all kinds of conflict!

 

Who was easier to write–Hero or Heroine? Why?

Noah, by far. Attie was so conflicted, so haunted by what happened that she made writing her very difficult, lol. She didn’t like to show her feelings and she was so stubborn! Just ask Noah *wink* Noah, I understood him. As a former Navy SEAL and ATCOM’s leading man, he was all out there and took charge. I sure did love writing him! His flaws were so fun.

 

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

 

If you could chose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

Now. I love my life.

 

What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

 

If you were stranded on a desert island and could chose any famous person (living or dead), who would you chose to be stranded with you and why?

Jensen Ackles from Supernatural. Come on, he’s Dean Winchester!

 

Cake or Chips Cake

 

Steak or Veggie Burger Steak

 

Chocolates or Roses Chocolate

 

Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all Commando

 

And since I write both, I have to know which you prefer… Vampires or Cowboys? Cowboys

 

***BONUS***

For everyone who signs up for my NEWSLETTER you will receive an e-book copy of my short story, Taking Chances ($.99 value) for FREE!

Thank you for having me today, Romance Writer Sara Walter Ellwood!! I just want to send out a big THANK YOU to all my readers out there! Without you I wouldn’t be here. My wish is to one day meet each and every one of you so I can personally thank you for your generosity and support! 
All my best, 
Jennifer

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The Maze

A Romantic Suspense

By

 Jennifer Lowery

Blurb:

TAG:A game of survival tests their will and their love.

A mission she can’t forget…

The first female operative for the counterterrorism unit known as ATCOM, Atalanta Devayne is haunted by a former mission gone wrong. That mission led to her imprisonment, torture, and ultimate retirement, along with her loss of faith in the man she’d trusted with her life.

Brings his vengeance…

Former Navy SEAL, Noah Kincaid, bears the responsibility of Attie’s imprisonment and blames himself for not protecting her from drug lord Carlos Santiago. This time he won’t fail her.

In a deadly game of survival.

Santiago has resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie by taking her brother hostage. The only way to save him is by revisiting the darkness of her past and relying on a man she can’t trust. In a battle of life or death, Noah and Attie are put to the test. They must face challenges to overcome the past and accept their feelings for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them forever.

Content Warning: Sexual content

 

Short Blurb:

Former Navy SEAL, Noah Kincaid, bears the responsibility of fellow counterterrorist operative, Atalanta Devayne’s, imprisonment, torture and retirement. Now the drug lord has resurfaced and set up an elaborate plan to exact his revenge on Attie. Noah and Attie must face challenges to overcome the past and accept their feelings for each other before the danger that tore them apart separates them forever.

 

Excerpt #1:

Copyright ©2014, Jennifer Lowery

Trying to explain was out of the question, he knew she wasn’t in a place where she could listen, so he set the lantern on the ground and stepped back. “Come on, Devayne, take what you need from me.”

“You have nothing I need.”

“Oh, I think I do. Let’s work on your fighting skills before we meet up with Santiago.”

It worked. Attie took off her parka and hung it on a tree limb. Then she lunged. Noah simply allowed her to release her pent up emotions on him, parrying her blows, challenging her and offering what she needed. She flew at and around him with skill and agility that impressed him once again. She jabbed with her fists, kicked and danced as if she were weightless.

The ground below them grew muddy from rain and their boots. Anyone watching would no doubt think them crazy to be out in such weather—Noah would have agreed—but this was important. Attie’s state of mind took precedence over the storm.

Dodging a jab to his kidney, he put his hands together in a time-out gesture as lightning flashed overhead. Attie ignored it and trotted toward him. Deflecting the blow, he said loudly to be heard, “Enough. You’re going to catch pneumonia.”

Again, she ignored him.

Annoyed, he waited for her to turn just like so…and in one swift move spun her into his arms and trapped her arms at her sides, holding her tight against him.

Green ice met his stare and her beauty struck him again. Anger never looked so good on a woman. Raindrops clung to her lashes and slid over the smooth flesh of her cheeks. Her hair clung like a deep flame to her head and shoulders. She looked hostile and aggressive and sexy as hell with her eyes flashing, cheeks flushed and clothes plastered to her lithe body. Her chin jutted out stubbornly.

“I’ll tell you when I’m done,” she snapped, struggling against him.

“You’re done.”

Like a wildcat she fought to be released. She managed to slip an elbow free and slammed it into his ribs. The same as she had the night he rescued her from that cell. She’d landed a good blow to his jaw despite her battered state.

“Ouch,” he growled.

Somehow, she managed to wrap her leg around his. He tried to stop their descent, but the ground beneath them was slippery from where they had churned it up with their boots, and they both went down.

Noah managed to take the brunt of the fall, banging his elbow on a rock when they hit. Attie landed on top of him in a tangle of arms and legs and she was more furious than ever.

“Let me go.”

“Not until we finish this.” He clamped an arm around her waist to still her movements. She collapsed against him, her breath heaving in and out of her lungs. Her forehead dropped down on his shoulder and he tightened his arm around her waist. Slim and delicate against him, her curves fitting into his contours like puzzle pieces.

The air changed around them. Attie’s breath hitched. Like it or not, the chemistry was still there. Years of attraction, years of fighting it, broke him. His control snapped and he lifted his head and captured her mouth in his.

 

Author Bio:Jennifer Lowery, author

NY Times & USA Today bestselling author, Jennifer Lowery grew up reading romance novels in the back of her math book and on the bus to school, and never wanted to be anything but a writer.  Her summers were spent sitting at the kitchen table with her sisters spinning tales of romance and intrigue and always with a tall glass of ice tea at their side.

Today, Jennifer is living that dream and she couldn’t be happier to share her passion with her readers.  She loves everything there is about romance.  Her stories feature alpha heroes who meet their match with strong, independent heroines.  She believes that happily ever after is only the beginning of her stories. And the road to that happy ending is paved with action, adventure, and romance. As her characters find out when they face danger, overcome fears, and are forced to look deep within themselves to discover love.

Jennifer lives in Michigan with her husband and two children. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading and spending time with her family.

 

Find Jennifer:

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Buy The Maze:

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Other Books by Jennifer Lowery:

A SEAL’s Song (Book #1, SEAL Team Alpha)

Hard To Handle (Book #1, Sawyer Sisters Trilogy)

Hard Core (Book #1, Onyx Group)

Murphy’s Law

Taking Chances (short story)

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Interview with Stacy Juba author of TWENTY-FIVE YEARS AGO TODAY

I’d like to welcome Stacy Juba today.  Let’s start with what genre or genres do you write?

I write adult mystery/romantic suspense novels, romantic comedy/sweet romance, young adult novels and children’s books.

 

If you are a plotter, how do you handle when your characters decide they don’t like what you have plotted and do their own thing?

I am an extensive plotter and always refer to an outline when I’m writing. However, my characters do start doing their own thing from time to time. Sometimes I’ll shake my head and chuckle and say, “I can’t believe she just did that.” Then I will scribble the changes on the hard copy of my outline. If the changes become extensive, then I’ll update the outline on the computer and print out a fresh copy. 

 

Whatever became of your very first book?

My very first book, a young adult novel called Face-Off, is actually still available for purchase. I wrote this story, a young adult novel about twin hockey stars that battle off and on the ice, when I was in high school and I was thrilled to get a publishing contract soon afterwards. I recently brought out a new paperback edition, audiobook edition, and e-book edition. A few manuscripts that I wrote after that, however, are in a plastic bin in my closet and will be staying there!

 

What inspired you to write Twenty-Five Years Ago Today?

I once worked as a newspaper editorial assistant and one of my responsibilities was compiling the 25 Years Ago Today column from the microfilm. I decided to write a mystery about an editorial assistant who stumbles across a cold case while researching her column.

 

What can you tell us about Twenty-Five Years Ago Today that isn’t in the blurb or excerpt?

I’ve always liked Greek mythology and wanted to incorporate it as a subplot in the book. The murder victim, Diana Ferguson, did paintings of Greek mythology scenes and there could be a clue to her death in one of the paintings. Diana’s sister owns a used bookstore. Years ago, when I was about ten, I bought a Greek mythology book at a used bookstore very much like the bookstore in Twenty-Five Years Ago Today. I referred to that book of myths when I was deciding which stories would inspire Diana.        

 

What is your favorite part?

My favorite part is the climax, as a lot of readers don’t see that ending coming. I enjoy surprising people.

 

Now for Some Fun…

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

I’m a big fan of Once Upon a Time. My favorite all time movie is Return of the Jedi.

 

If you could chose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

Definitely in the present with all of our technological advances. 

 

What was the most embarrassing thing your husband/boyfriend/partner/friend ever did to you in public?

He threw me in the ocean once!

 

What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

I’d like to visit Venice. My husband and I visited Rome and Florence, but didn’t have time to see Venice.

 

If you were stranded on a desert island and could choose any famous person (living or dead), who would you chose to be stranded with you and why?

Hmm…I’m thinking it would be handy to be stranded with the president of the United States, as there will be a lot of search parties out there looking for us!  

 

Quick Quiz:

Cake or Chips – Cake

Steak or Veggie Burger – Steak

Chocolates or Roses – Chocolate

Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all – Boxers

And since I write both, I have to know which you prefer… Vampires or Cowboys – Vampires

 

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 Twenty-Five Years Ago Today by Stacy Juba

Twenty-Five Years Ago Today

By

Stacy Juba

Blurb:

Twenty-Five Years Ago Today: Should we dig for the truth when Pandora’s Box is a coffin of buried secrets? For twenty-five years, Diana Ferguson’s killer has gotten away with murder. When rookie obit writer and newsroom editorial assistant Kris Langley investigates the cold case of the artistic young cocktail waitress who was obsessed with Greek and Roman mythology, not only does she fall in love with Diana’s sexy nephew, but she must also fight to stay off the obituary page herself.A unique blend of literary mystery, cozy mystery, and romantic suspense. Get in on the secret – join thousands of readers in discovering who killed Diana Ferguson.

 

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Meet Stacy…

Stacy Juba loves to write stories about Characters at a Crossroads: individuals who are finding themselves and getting on the right life path after overcoming obstacles. Her goals are to entertain readers of all ages as well as inspire them. She has made numerous bestseller lists including GalleyCat’s Barnes & Noble Bestsellers and GalleyCat’s Mystery and Thriller Bestsellers. Stacy has written about reality TV contestants targeted by a killer, an obit writer investigating a cold case, teen psychics who control minds, twin high school hockey stars battling on the ice, and teddy bears learning to raise the U.S. flag. She has had a book ranked as #5 in the Nook Store and #30 on the Amazon Kindle Paid List. Browse her website http://www.stacyjuba.com for more information on her mystery, romance, and contemporary fiction books for adults, teens, and children, guest author features and resources on how to build your own “character,” and for her book/product reviews and advocacy relating to Type 1 Diabetes.

 

Author Links:

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Sneak Peek Sunday—Drugs and Dead Ends… GAMBLING ON A DREAM

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Today, I’m sharing a bit more from my current WIP Gambling On A Dream, which I’m hoping I’ll be submitting in the very near future…

Wyatt looked over his shoulder. “Well, we found Vaughn, but I don’t think he’ll be doing any talking.”

The eighteen-year-old lay flat on his back on the putrid carpet, surrounded by dirty clothes. He wore only a pair of filthy boxers. Inches from the bluish fingertips of his right hand lay a wide black piece of rubber and syringe. Infected track marks darkened the inside of his elbows. But what probably killed him were the three blood-crusted stab

wounds in the chest.

His sightless eyes stared to the ceiling and his normally pale face and the bare skin of his chest had taken on the gray pallor of someone who’d been dead for a while.

Dawn shoved her gun back into her side holster and knelt beside Wyatt. With a long exhale, she said, “You know, the stink when I opened the door should’ve been our first clue. Goddamn.”

Wyatt shook his head and stood. “Looks like the same MO as Larson.”

“Yeah. Probably killed for the same reason as Chris too. Shouldn’t surprise me. Vaughn’s been a petty dealer and user for years. I really thought he was turning his life around after we arrested him in the spring.” She followed Wyatt to his feet, but the action was harder than it should have been. The weight of finding the killer settled squarely on her shoulders. Her only possible lead was literally a dead end. Her only suspect was her brother, and she refused to think he had anything to do with this. She unclipped her iPhone from her service belt. “I’ll call it in.”

 

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Cover Reveal—RIDE A FALLING STAR by D’Ann Lindun

Ride a Falling Star by DAnn Lindun

 

Ride a Falling Star

by

D’Ann Lindun

Blurb:

A stubborn Cowboy. A feisty Showgirl. One mobster determined to kill them both.

When showgirl Ava Demassi witnesses a mob hit, she has only one thought—get away. She runs for her life, straight into the pickup of saddle-bronc champ, Levi Callahan.

The last thing Levi expects is another rodeo devotee to jump into his truck, let alone one so desperate. But when a killer gives chase, he realizes she isn’t his run of the mill fan. Unable to save his fiancé from being murdered years ago, he won’t make the same mistake twice.

Even when the odds seem stacked against them, will Ava and Levi find the one thing in life they’ve been missing, or will a hired killer cost them everything?

 

Excerpt:

“This is like a bad movie,” the cowboy said. “Go out for a few drinks with friends, and what do you know…a pretty girl hops in your truck…then you’re on the run…hellfire.”

“I’m sorry I got you involved.” Ava wanted to crawl under the seat and stay there. This guy didn’t deserve any of this. “Let’s find a police station and you can go about your business.”

“It won’t be that simple,” he said. “He shot at you, hit my truck. That makes me a witness. Besides, I can’t just throw you out at the front door and leave you there.”

“I’m sorry,” Ava repeated.

“Yeah, me too. My backers aren’t going to like this one bit.”

“You’re an athlete?” She glanced at him again. A cowboy hat. Jeans. Boots. The arm of his right sleeve covered with sponsor patches. A big belt buckle shining under the street lights. It dawned on her he’d probably been in town with the National Finals Rodeo. “A rodeo cowboy?”

“I ride saddle broncs.”

“Wow.” She was suitably impressed. Rodeo cowboys came into the Blue Valentine every December during the two weeks of the National Finals Rodeo. Some of the girls talked about how sexy some of the bull riders were, but Ava had never dated a cowboy.

“You see that guy?” The cowboy’s terse question brought her back to the present.

A quick glance over her shoulder showed nothing. “No. Look, I’m close to my house. Why don’t you take me there? I’ll call the police from home.”

“Better idea. Dial 911 and have them meet us there.”

She’d been so rattled, the thought of dialing 911 hadn’t even occurred to her. “Super plan.”

His sardonic grin flashed in the dark. “I have them from time to time.”

In spite of her fear, she smiled tremulously. “Good to know.”

 

Meet D’Ann…
DAnn Lindun

Falling in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many years later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Romance appeals to her because there’s just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. D’Ann’s particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them. This is probably because she draws inspiration from the area where she lives, Western Colorado, her husband of twenty-nine years and their daughter. Composites of their small farm, herd of horses, five Australian shepherds, a Queensland heeler, two ducks and cats of every shape and color often show up in her stories!

D’Ann loves to hear from readers! Please contact her at:

Email  |  Website  |  Facebook  |  Amazon Author Page

 

 

 

 

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Interview with Autumn Piper author of contemporary western romance LONE STAR TROUBLE

Today I welcome the talented and wonderful Autumn Piper to the blog… Why don’t we start off with you telling us little about yourself?

I’m 93 (no, not really. Take off half a century or so. But I got your attention, right?), have two teenagers and three husbands (not really—one husband is enough!), two cats, a box turtle (really! And she’s actually an entertaining pet), a bajillion giant house plants (because oxygen is not overrated), and a yellow Jeep. I write under 2 pen names—all romance, some more racy than the others—freelance edit, publish some books with small presses, and indie publish others. Romance is the chief executive in my life, and comedy is the veep.

 

Whatever became of your very first book?

After I wrote it and started researching what it takes to get published, I learned it was about the length of 3 full novels. So I started whittling. As I rewrite and cut the really awful parts, it’s now down to about the length of 1 ½ novels. Which was still too long for most publishers. But…after I get through it once more, I might send it to my editor and then self-publish it.

 

What advice would you give to new authors?

A) Skipping is for kids. Whether you intend to self-publish, or get contracted somewhere, don’t try to skip critiquing (you learn as much from giving them as getting), beta readers, or editing.

B) Rushing is for water. The publishing business has evolved and everyone advises to get as much “product” out there for sale as fast as you can. But they have to be quality books. Readers can tell if a book is rushed out the door. Do a good job on your story, when it’s finished, give your brain a break from it, then go back and do your best edit on it. Get it in front of beta readers, critique partners, and at least one editor, if not two. (I know this is repetitive from what I said above). Do a nice job with it, give it your best effort. Don’t. Rush.

 

What is your favorite part?

My favorite scene was when Kiersten finally (finally!) met her nemesis, CJ Howell. The meeting wasn’t at all like I’d expected. Lol Or like what she’d expected. Neither was he. And I think Kiersten was different than he’d imagined, also.

 

Who was easier to write–Hero or Heroine? Why?

I had a blast writing Kiersten’s point of view. To steal a term from my daughter’s friend, she’s an “Attitudy Judy.” A bit prickly here and there, with good reason. But I enjoyed writing Cleve even more. He knows exactly what he wants, and acts accordingly, in such a manly fashion. He’s a true alpha gentleman. 🙂

 

Now for some fun questions…

What’s your favorite TV show or movie of all time?

It’s tough to narrow down to one. But probably the one I’ve watched most of all is “The Wedding Singer.” Lol I know it’s a goofy movie, but it has such a cute romance, and all the 80’s fashions and music really crack me up. Both of my teenagers quote lines from it all the time. (We also quote a LOT of “Napoleon Dynamite”)

 

If you could choose a period in history to be born in, what would it be and why?

I honestly can’t imagine being born any time other than when I was. The 80’s were a hilarious time to be a teenager. So I’ll stick with what I’ve got. Weird, right?

 

What was the most embarrassing thing your husband/boyfriend/partner/friend ever did to you in public?

I have to claim partial fault for this one: While we were engaged and after a long day of wedding planning stuff, my dude and I decided to have dinner at Wienerschnitzel (It’s okay to wonder why. I still do. Lol). We both went to the restroom at the same time (this was an old-style drive in, with tables outside, where the vehicles actually drive through part of the building, and the restrooms were around back.) The minute I went into the restroom, I knew something wasn’t right—someone had wasted an entire roll of toilet paper by soaking it in the sink. Women just don’t do that. But I did my thing and when I went out—exactly the same time as my man came out of the other restroom, we realized we’d both gone in the wrong rooms. Not only that, but a crowd of teenagers were standing out back, watching, and laughing. But whatever. Somebody had to be the biggest dork of the night, right?

 

What is the one place you have never visited but would love to?

I can’t narrow this down to one. My bucket list has a lot of travel destinations: Greece, Ireland, Germany, Britain, Spain, Italy, Miami (been there, but only as a kid), Oregon, Yellowstone (crazy that I haven’t been there when I live in Colorado), Hawaii, Bora Bora…. The list goes on!

 

If you were stranded on a desert island and could choose any famous person (living or dead), who would you choose to be stranded with you and why?

How about MacGyver? He’d surely be able to build us a raft out of something on the island!

 

Quick Quiz:

Cake or Chips

Today? Chips.

 

Steak or Veggie Burger

Steak

 

Chocolates or Roses

Roses

 

Boxers or Briefs or Nothing at all

Briefs

 

And since I write both, I have to know which you prefer… Vampires or Cowboys

Cowboys. Although, maybe if I read a book where a cowboy was turned, I’d be more into vamps. Hm…

LOL…

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Lone Star Trouble by Autumn Piper

 

Lone Star Trouble

by

Autumn Piper

 

BLURB:

One tough rancher-girl plus one hot cowboy adds up to trouble.

Kiersten Day hates all things Texan – including and especially one CJ Howell. The cattle rancher gone real estate mogul has set his sights on her tiny Colorado ranch, trying every dirty trick in the book to make her sell. When his manager stoops to threatening her, Kiersten prepares for the fight of her life. Enter Cleve: tall, handsome good-guy, who she falls flat on her Texas-hating face for. The problem? Cleve is Howell’s son, and doesn’t believe his father is behind all the sinister things happening to her. How could he be the offspring of the monster she’s been battling?

Cleve never imagined love could be so complicated. Of all the girls he could fall for, it had to be one bent on hating men. Kiersten is the only person who’s ever stood up to his father’s Texan guerrilla business tactics—and won! She’s possibly pregnant, oblivious to her best friend mooning over her, determined to keep the family ranch despite increasing threats, and the prettiest little thing he’s laid eyes on. It just couldn’t be easy, could it?

Content warning: a hot cowboy, an overprotective grandpa, a meddling BFF with his own love-life troubles, a woman set to win the battle no matter the cost, and frequent use of cowboy four-letter “French” words.

 

EXCERPT:

This couldn’t be good. She never ran into other people up here. And after yesterday’s confrontation… Why hadn’t she strapped on her pistol before she left the cabin?

A sweaty buckskin gelding topped the hill, then halted.

Time for another confrontation.

The cowboy dismounted and made a thorough visual examination of her.

Freckles. The first thing he’d see would be her freckles, since she never bothered with makeup except for trips to town. Add to that her big messy ponytail, and she couldn’t believe the guy was taking a second look. And a third? Well, he wasn’t exactly looking at her face, now was he? Warm from her hike up the hill, she’d unzipped her jacket, exposing the only curves on her body—her breasts. The tall stranger all but ogled them.

Not in the least appreciative of his silent admiration, she tugged her jacket closed.

With a small cough, he cleared his throat. “Howdy, neighbor. I’m Cleve. You must be Miss Day.”

Another Texan, but clean shaven, with light skin, short dark hair and nearly black eyes. He wore a red flannel shirt with a blue t-shirt under, tucked cowboy-style into his Wranglers. Around his waist he sported a plain leather belt and everyday buckle, not a shiny gold-and-silver number like the guy she’d met yesterday. Brown boots, and the straw cowboy hat he’d removed when he introduced himself.

It was hard not to meet his wide, open smile with one of her own. Too hard, in fact. “Hi. Kiersten.” A tiny gold hoop hung from his left ear, odd on a cowboy, but nothing blame-worthy. And he was definitely fine to look at—if she’d been interested in looking at men anymore.

He took her hand in his and shook it with big, friendly strokes, settled his hat back atop his head and looked around. “Some view up here.”

She nodded. “See that peak over there, the darker one? It’s in Utah. My Grandpa said it’s about a hundred and fifty miles away.”

Cleve whistled behind her. “You walk up here?”

She grinned at how winded he was from riding horseback up the mountain. “I walked the fence line, checking for snow damage. I’ll be hanging it back up in the next few days.”

“What kinda fence is that?” The wire net lay flat and ran parallel to an army of steel posts marching straight as an arrow into the horizon.

Cattlemen marked the edge of their property with two or three simple strands of barbed wire, rather than the net fencing sheep ranchers used. “It’s a fence to keep my nuisance sheep in, and your fat cows out, since the law says I’m responsible for both.”

He rubbed his chin with the back of his fingers. “I meant, why’s it on the ground?”

“Seven feet of snow on a hillside tends to make a mess of a fence, come spring. Used to come up here and find this part of the fence crumpled up way down there.” She pointed at a stand of aspens about twenty feet down the hill. “Might find several steel posts bent over flat. One of the other old-timers came up with the idea of unhooking the wire from the posts in the fall. Keeps the snow from leaning on it for months on end, and the elk from getting tangled in it.”

“Pretty good idea, then.”

“You’ll find I’m not stupid, in spite of what your boss might think.”

“Ah…Boss?” He scratched the back of his hair, tipping the front of his hat a little.

“Yeah. Charles. The world’s last remaining male chauvinist pig. Boss Hogg, in a Cadillac truck instead of his trademark white convertible. Give him my regards.”

Her middle fingers raised in another rebellious salute.

His eyebrows lifted. “Doesn’t sound like he put his best foot forward.”

“Just let him know that next time, his foot better have a bullet-proof boot on, cause I’ll be comin out with my twelve-gauge. And let him know I thought over his offer.”

Cleve’s eyes lit. “And?”

“You’re probably shy about giving your boss the bird, even though it’s a message, so just tell him, ‘Not everybody can be bought, and there are a million five reasons why,’ okay?”

His eyes widened. “Ah. Wasn’t too persuasive, then?”

“Definitely not a people person, that Chaz. I thought his lawyers were bad. You must be his new, what, manager? Ranch foreman?”

Big fingers rubbed over his chin.“Somethin like that.”

Why was the guy so confused? Maybe the thin air starved his brain of oxygen. Seemed nice enough. Too bad he’d gotten hooked up with such a peckerwood. “Well, it’s been nice meeting you, Cleve. Good luck with Boss. Is there a Mrs. Hogg—I mean Howell?”

He grinned. “Not yet.”

“I’d say his chances keep getting thinner as his waist gets thicker, and women get more crazy ideas in their heads about equal opportunities, all that Women’s Lip nonsense.” The mere thought of Chaz’s asinine ideals had sent her hands to her hips again. Damn. “I need to get back and do something domestic around the house now.”

With a wave over her shoulder, she started back down the hill.

“Wait!” Cleve followed down the hill on his side of the fence. “You want some help when you put up this part-time fence?”

Work with the cattlemen? She’d be damned if she’d ever take help from Chaz, but Cleve seemed friendly. And cute. Shaking off cute, she shrugged. “Sure.”

“Wanta do it tomorrow? Same time?”

“I’ve, um, got a…date.” And why did she say that? Why should she want him to think she had a date? “How ’bout Sunday.”

“Sunday it is,” he answered with a smile.

Damn fine smile he had. George Strait fine.

As she walked away, she called back, “Don’t forget your gloves!”

“Hey, wait!”

Criminy. She stopped again.

“You startin at the top, or bottom?”

“Top. If we get to the bottom, I’ll feed you lunch.”

 

FAVORITE QUOTE: “Hey, Texas.” She leaned toward him, elbows on the table. “Let’s not go back to work today.” — Kiersten

 

BUY LINKS:

Amazon  |  Kobo  |  Smashwords

 

Meet Autumn…

Born and raised in itty-bitty Rifle, Colorado, Autumn Piper studiously avoided trouble…but is now inclined toward it, particularly in her novels. She thinks the best things in life are funny, and the runners-up, romantic.

An admitted carb addict, Autumn writes, edits, manages two teenagers, one husband and many supersize houseplants, and does the cooking and cleaning when forced to.

AUTHOR LINKS:

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Springtime in the Country Blog Hop

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With most of the country gripped in an arctic winter… I decided it’s time to start thinking SPRING! So…  Cowboy lovers, what is your favorite springtime pleasure?  Is it frolicking in the bluebells with your lover? Or is it rolling in the fresh hay with that cowboy after a long ride over the countryside? You tell me, because without a doubt there’s nothing like springtime in the country… Share something you love about spring, or a special spring recipe, fun facts about living in the country in the spring, exciting spring themed tidbits about your books or characters, or just why you love cowboys… Just remember to have fun, because if you are, your readers will too!

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Cover Reveal–Shot Through the Heart by D’Ann Lindun

I’m excited to present the new cover for contemporary western romantic suspense Shot Through the Heart by my very talented friend D’Ann Lindun. Shot Through the Heart is also on SALE for $0.99 for the re-release at Amazon.

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Blurb:

Laramie Porter has tried to get her drug-addicted brother help, but he’s refused every time. When Laramie finds his wife—and her best friend—murdered, she vows to have him convicted. Before she can flee, her brother takes Laramie and his wife’s body into the mountains and throws them from a cliff. Somehow, Laramie lands on a ledge. After what her brother has done, Laramie doesn’t want to ever believe in another man, but Derrick earns her trust when he protects her from the man who would see her dead.

To cover up the evidence of his crime, Lawrence starts a wildfire

Derrick Garrison is through with women after he learns his ex-wife was a bigamist who only wanted his money. Believing a lightning strike has started a wildfire, he’s pushing his cattle out of harm’s way when he discovers a woman huddled on a cliff side. Derrick can’t believe the same sheriff who helped bring his ex to justice murdered his wife. But when the cocaine addicted lawman tracks Laramie through a raging fire, attempting to kill them both, Derrick becomes a true believer. His protective instinct kicks in and he falls in love with the woman in danger.

Together, they survive the fire, the attempts on their lives and a bounty on their heads…to see justice served. And fall in love.

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Bio:

Falling in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many D'Ann Lindun author of contemporary westrn romantic suspeneseyears later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Romance appeals to her because there’s just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. D’Ann’s particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them. This is probably because she draws inspiration from the area where she lives, Western Colorado, her husband of twenty-nine years and their daughter. Composites of their small farm, herd of horses, five Australian shepherds, a Queensland heeler, two ducks and cats of every shape and color often show up in her stories!

I love to hear from readers! Please contact me at:

Email D’Ann: dldauthor@frontier.net | Website | Facebook  | Amazon

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Review and Excerpt for Cooper’s Redemption by D’Ann Lindun

I welcome my good friend and fellow author D’Ann Lindun as she shares an excerpt from one of my favorite contemporary western romances, Cooper’s Redemption. And I surprise her with a review!

When I read this book, I couldn’t put it down! Cooper is truly perfect cowboy. He’s loves the land and his animals. Elizabeth is sort of a fish out of water, coming to remote ranch county Colorado from LA to find her missing mother. I loved the chemistry between Cooper and Elizabeth and their story was not without challenges–and tons of suspense. This definitely is another winner and a fantastic must read by D’Ann. A perfect 5 stars!

 

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Welcome D’Ann…..

“Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.”

~John Wayne~

 

I love that quote. It’s so true. It completely applies to my heroine, Elizabeth Adams. She is a city girl, born and bred in L.A., but she has dreamed of a western hero her entire life. When her mother inherits a cattle ranch, and disappears when she goes to Colorado to sell it, Elizabeth comes to Colorado to search.

Excerpt:

He made another move toward his kitchen, and Elizabeth surprised him by saying, “Maybe I could tag along today?”

He spun around. “What are you talking about?”

“I don’t know. I was thinking you could show me the layout of the land. Maybe I could find a clue to my mom’s whereabouts.”

“No way.”

“Why not? I won’t be in the way.”

“You’re not cut out for the kind of work I’m facing.”  His tone was final. “Cowboying is a tough job. One for a man. I don’t have time to babysit a city girl.”

Elizabeth’s cheeks warmed. “I thought women here pitched in beside men. Like equals. Haven’t you ever seen any Barbara Stanwyck movies? I’ve ridden quite a bit. You wouldn’t need to babysit me.”

“Miss Adams,” Cooper interrupted, “don’t waste any of your woman’s lib lines on me. I’m aware that a woman can work every bit as hard as a man. But a city girl like yourself isn’t up to this job. Ranch life isn’t like you see in the movies. Not a day spent galloping through wildflowers. I’m talking about a long, hard day in a cold saddle.”

“I’ll be fine if you give me the chance. As I said, I’m a horsewoman, not unaccustomed to riding long hours. My mother might be out there somewhere. Please?” Her big eyes beseeched him.

“The only spare horse I have isn’t bombproof,” he said. “I need to ride the sorrel in case I have to rope one of the cows.”

“Then let’s go get my uncle Henry’s,” Elizabeth urged. “We could cut off some riding time by starting at my place, right? Besides, you wanted to look around last night. Did you get to see everything you wanted to?”

He didn’t want to give in. He clenched and unclenched his jaw. “Can you be ready in fifteen minutes? It’ll take me that long to ride over to your place. I’ll come across the back way.”

“I’ll be ready.”  She flew out the door.

Blurb: Elizabeth Adams has often dreamed of being a heroine in a western film, but her job as a florist in Los Angles is a far cry from cowgirl. Her mother travels to Colorado to sell her inherited ranch…and vanishes. When local law enforcement refuses to search, Elizabeth travels to Salt Lick to find her mother.

There is no proof JB Cooper murdered his neighbor, but the people of Salt Lick, Colorado, believe he killed the old man in a heated exchange over water rights. Lack of proof is the only thing keeping Cooper out of jail. When a woman goes missing and a homeless man is killed, he’s the first suspect.

Although everyone, including the local sheriff, advises Elizabeth not to trust Cooper, she instinctively knows he’s no killer. The cowboy reluctantly lets the city girl inside his tough outer layer. Can they find Elizabeth’s mother in time? Or will the dark eye of suspicion on Cooper tear them apart?

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Bio:

FalliD'Ann Lindun author of contemporary westrn romantic suspeneseng in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many years later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Romance appeals to her because there’s just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. D’Ann’s particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them. This is probably because she draws inspiration from the area where she lives, Western Colorado, her husband of twenty-nine years and their daughter. Composites of their small farm, herd of horses, five Australian shepherds, a Queensland heeler, two ducks and cats of every shape and color often show up in her stories!

I love to hear from readers! Please contact me at

dldauthor@frontier.net

http://dlindunauthor.blogspot.com/

http://www.facebook.com/DLindunAuthor

http://www.amazon.com/DAnn-Lindun/e/B008DKL9TU

 

 

 

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Sneak Peek Sunday–Gambling On A Heart

If you’re looking for Cowboys and Lawmen Blog Hop click here. If you want to check it out….I’m giving away an ARC of Gambling On A Heart and the grand prize is at least a $100 gift card to Amazon/B&N!

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Welcome to Sneak Peek Sunday for May 5!

Last week, I got great news… Book 2 of my contemporary western romantic suspense series Colton Gamblers, is being released early! Gambling On A Heart comes out July 1 instead of September 2 as it was scheduled orginally.

In Gambling On A Secret (book 1) we meet Tracy Quinn Parker and Sheriff Zack Cartwright. I fell in love with these two characters in Gambling On A Secret and knew I had to write their story…the series was born. Right now I have 6 books planned in the current series, a novela that will be set a few years in the future. And eventually I’d like to write the prequel set in 1865 – 1868… Well, I am a Star Wars fan so it seems fitting I’d write the prequel AFTER the current books…LOL! But I promise to do a better job than George Lucus did with his prequel.

Okay, enough of that… Here’s my six. Set up: Zack and his year old daughter Mandy are at the wedding of Charli and Dylan Quinn. Zack’s the best man, Tracy (Dylan’s sister and the woman Zack once loved) is the maid of honor….

Mandy tilted her head to the side. “Was your wedding like this one?”Sara Walter Ellwood, Gambling On A Heart, contemporary western roamnce, romantic suspense, cowboy romance, Texas romance,

“No, not exactly. Your momma and I got married by the minister of your grandma’s church in the living room of her house. The only guests were close family.”

“Then you went to the war as a Marine?”

He forked up a bite of barbecued beef. “Yep.”

Two days after marrying Lisa on her parents’ Wyoming ranch, he’d shipped off for boot camp in San Diego. He’d joined the Marines after Nine-Eleven, giving up the rodeo forever.

“Do you still miss Momma?”

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Let’s just say–Zack is one confused cowboy right now…..

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