I’m thrilled to have my story, Clari’s Hero, included in this anthology of sweet-to-sensual western historical romances with a Christmas setting. Joining me are Lorrie Farrelly, Gail L. Jenner, Sarah McNeal, and Livia J. Washburn. Christmas is on the way and our western heroines are in search of the perfect PRESENT FOR A COWBOY! Livia J. Washburn’s TINSELTOWN kicks off this exciting holiday collection. Set in the “Roaring ’20’s” in Hollywood, western movie actor Pecos must rescue a young woman in danger—and finds love in the bargain. The rescue of a young, abused boy in Gail L. Jenner’s JUST IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS opens the door to love for a young woman and a loner who has sworn off relationships. Linda Carroll-Bradd’s CLARI’S HERO features a man who views himself as anything but a hero—and a woman who shows him otherwise, and Lorrie Farrelly’s CHRISTMAS TREASURE is an unexpected gift that can’t be measured in gold. In Sarah J. McNeal’s story, a lonely widow’s perceived indiscretion may cost her and her cowboy their happiness WHEN LOVE COMES KNOCKING. Blurb for Clari’s Hero Relocating to Texas has alleviated Clari Rochester’s health problems, and she yearns for adventure. And she spots it outside her relative’s mercantile when a quiet, but compelling, cowboy rescues a small child. Trevor Driscoll is the type of hero she’s come to admire through her love of books, and the type of man she secretly pens in her dime novels. But they’ve never had a real conversation. Trevor knows the logging accident that left him with only eight fingers limits his options, but he’s learned to manage. Until he rescues a fine lady from a runaway horse, spends the afternoon transporting her to safety, and gets a glimpse of what he’s always wanted. How will he respond to the unique present this special woman bestows? BUY LINKS Amazon Smashwords ENTER the rafflecopter giveaway below for a chance to win one of two ecopies of this anthology. Contest open through midnight, November 30th. Prizes to be announced and awarded on Monday, December 1st.
Rogue’s Son by Darcy Flynn on sale for $.99 through 11/28/14
Tough, driven Kit Kendall replaced her frills and dresses with no-nonsense haircuts and wranglers, years ago. As owner of Sage Brush, the once-thriving west Texas bed and breakfast ranch, she now struggles daily to keep her business afloat. Since McCabe Resort Lodge reopened next door as a multi-million dollar hotel, her financial difficulties compound, as she suffers one cancellation after another.
Just when she thought things couldn’t get any worse, Kit’s childhood sweetheart-turned-nemesis returns as the new owner of the resort that’s now putting her out of business, resurrecting memories she thought she’d buried long ago.
Cowboy- entrepreneur Sam Dawson has returned to Sugar Creek, Texas after six years of exile with a secret that could destroy Kit’s happiness. He left town because of it and for the past two years has secretly tried to make it right. Having failed, he now returns to make one last attempt to undo the tangled web created by his father.
Set in motion by his father’s Last Will and Testament and with the clock ticking, Sam has only weeks to convince Kit to sell him her ranch, or reveal the truth that will break her heart.
Sam could tell she was spitting mad. He watched her jerk the seatbelt over her chest several times before he reached over to click it into place.
He straightened up and glanced at her as he turned into the street. “Is that steam I see coming from your ears?”
Kit responded by snapping her arms across her chest.
He heaved a sigh and shook his head. “She told you, didn’t she?”
Kit didn’t say a word she just stared out the window.
“I’m sorry you had to find out that way. I was going to stop by tonight and tell you myself.”
“How thoughtful of you. So. What do you want?”
“For access to the land. Otherwise my guests have no place to hunt or fish.”
“Sell me the road frontage I need.” He’d deliberately forced her hand and hated himself for it. But far better for her to part with a few measly acres than lose everything. And if she ended up hating him in the process then so be it. He cursed both their fathers under his breath.
Kit’s mouth fell open and she slowly turned to face him, hoarse laughter tumbling from her lips.
“You’ve got to be kidding. After this stunt, do you really think I’d sell an inch of my property to you? One Kendall made the mistake of caving to a Dawson’s blackmail, but let me assure you, this one won’t.”
He hated what he was about to do. Hated to force her hand, but she gave him no choice. When did she become so stubborn? Gritting his teeth, he continued.
“Then I won’t allow you to use the Lowman property for access. You’ll be forced to shut down. Sage Brush will close. You’ll be through. You’ll lose your property to the bank when they foreclose. Then it’ll only be a matter of time before I have it all anyway. Is that really what you want?”
“Why you no good, conniving, lowlife.”
“Look at it this way, if I get the road frontage I need, then you get to stay in business. It’s a win-win.”
They slowed to a stop outside of her house.
Kit opened the truck door then turned to face him.
“You would actually do that? You’d put Trip and Jake out of work? And what about Maggie? Have you even thought of her?”
“I told you, you wouldn’t like it.”
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Here are 7 paragraphs from my February release, When Lonely Hearts Meet. A sweet romance novella, this is book 2 in the Sugar & Spice Bakery series which is set in small-town Texas.
The older woman’s voice was pitched low but the throaty tone carried. What caught his eye was the sight of shapely calves encased in skinny jeans. The trio of brass bracelets and the long sweater that almost reached her knees clued him in that the lady was new in town. Not normal attire for this rural Texas town. He’d automatically registered that her left hand was ring-free.
The sight of the key making station meant he’d walked halfway down the aisle in his perusal of the interesting stranger. Wade glanced up and jerked when he spotted a narrowed gaze shooting daggers from the thin face of a woman close to his younger son’s age. Busted.
“Eavesdrop much?” The younger woman jammed a hand onto her angled hip.
Tread lightly around this suspicious one. “Beg pardon, miss.” Wade tipped a forefinger against the brim of his Stetson as he dipped his chin. “Ma’am, I heard the call for assistance and thought I’d see if I could answer a question.”
“You work here?” Eyebrow raised, she gave him the once-over. “Dressed like that?”
“Hayley.” The older woman gave a sharp wave, glanced at his length then stepped closer. “Do you know about paints?”
“Done my share of painting. And I’m a fair-to-middlin’ handyman.” He gazed at her, recording the details of her easy smile, her hazel eyes, and the waves of light brown hair framing her face. The combination piqued his interest, something that hadn’t happened in a very long time. “I’m not an employee here…” he shifted his gaze to the young lady and again, dipped his chin, “but I can be neighborly and try to answer your questions.”
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Today I welcome guest author, Kathy Wheeler, who writes fairtytale romance as Kae Elle Wheeler.
Tell us a bit about you and your background.
Well, my background was a little backwards. I married young (19), baby at 21, worked as a secretary/admin assistant for 14 years before finishing college at 39. I began writing 10 years later!
What’s the logline that describes your writing?
A writer’s work is never done!
What are your hobbies away from the computer?
I am a sports fanatic, though it was just pointed out to me recently that I never played sports. Not quite true! I played softball. Oh, and does 14 years of fantasy football count? I hold season tickets to both NBA Thunder Basketball and the Oklahoma City Broadway series. And I adore karaoke.
If you use music while writing, name your favorite types.
I cannot listen to music while I write. I become distracted trying to dissect where the vocalist is taking their breaths, or picturing the intervals of the notes. I love Jewel, Broadway showtunes, and classic rock.
Have you traveled to any locations that appear in your books?
I have three stories ongoing—one for Atlanta, the Gulf, and New York City. I’ve been to all three. But I also have a story set in the Pyrenees and Alsace Region of France and another in Chicago. I haven’t been to either places.
Can you share a tip about what you do when you get stuck in creating a story?
Bitch and moan, then sit my butt in the chair and start pounding the keys…
Describe a normal writing day (or period, if you have other employment obligations).
I do have other employment obligations and this summer I am in a coding (computer programming) class two nights a week. So it’s a little crazy. However, when I am in the writing zone, I can tune anything out (except singable music). I can sit at the bar at Louie’s Bar and Grille and not hear a thing. They usually have a couple of TV screens with some kind of sports on and as long as I can glance up occasionally, I’m good to go.
What’s your dream vacation destination?
Well, I’ve been to London, Madrid, Barcelona, Avignon, Paris, Köln, Amsterdam, Vancouver, Victoria, Caymen’s, Puera Vallarta, and of course most of the major cities in the US thanks to the various RWA conferences and Jazzercise. However, I have not been to Ireland. And I would love it!
In what genre do you read?
I read both Historical and Contemporary Romance. I just finished “Silent Revenge” by Laura Landon. What an excellent set up. She took me completely by surprise. But I also just finished “One Night With the Quarterback” by Jeanette Murray. I loved that one too!
Are you a pet person?
If so, what do you have? I love animals, but they tie you down. We had a dog for 17 years. My husband had an awful time letting him go. Within the last couple of years of his life, a cat landed on our doorstep with a huge hole in her side. But she healed 100% and it’s tough traveling and being away from her, but she is adorable!!!
What do you hope readers gain from your stories?
I just hope they connect to the characters to some degree.
Note: While my Cinderella Series, The Wronged Princess ~ book i, The Unlikely Heroine ~ book ii, and The Surprising Enchantress ~ book iii, have been out a while now, book iv is scheduled for September, 2014: The Price of Scorn, Cinderella’s Evil Stepmother. This particular story, while not a romance, will tie the series up.
Thank you so much for having me, Linda.
Finding his mysterious princess by trying her glass slipper on every maiden in Chalmers Kingdom sounded like a brilliant scheme until the silly thing slid quite easily on the foot of the wrong girl. Now Prince Charming is betrothed to one batty-eyed girl without means of an escape.
Cinderella is devastated when her shoe fits one of her evil stepsisters. Tis an unfair twist of fate. Was she destined to a life of slavery forever?
Little do Cinderella and Prince Charming realize that his mother, the queen, and her twin sister (Cinderella’s infamous fairy godmother), leap on the opportunity to teach Prince, impulsive decisions do not a future king make!
But one kiss, who would know besides she? Roaring silence filled the passageway. One more step found her in touching distance. Spicy soap assailed her senses, and before she could stop herself, Cinderella closed her eyes, tipped up on her toes and touched the corner of his mouth with her lips. Floating on air had nothing on such a daring adventure, touch of his lips. Heart pounding furiously, she lowered her heels, opened her eyes, and stepped back. There was a lovely firmness that contrasted with such velvet. She brought her fingers to her mouth.
Time suspended, holding her prisoner. She’d never acted so indecently. She stared at him as if he were Eros, come to life, yet he remained still as the statue, itself.
“Nicely handled, my dear.”
Startled, Cinderella jumped back, the stick clattering to the floor.
“Ah, there it is. I wondered where I’d misplaced it.”
Shamed burned through her. Her deplorable behavior fastened her in place.
“Oh, Fairy Godmother. I-I am, I—” Cinderella took another step back.
The distinct crack of wood had her gasping for air. Oh, no. No, no, no. She’d broken the magic stick. This could not be happening. Hands flew to her flamed cheeks. She waited for Prince to snap out of his frozen reverie. Denounce her very life. But not so much as a flicker of his eyelash fluttered. She dare not move. “Oh. I…I…” Her voice croaked in horror.
Fairy Godmother’s dainty palm came up to halt Cinderella mid-sentence. “Did you break it, do you think? My wand, dear? Thank the heavens you found the blasted thing. ’Twould not do for it to fall into nefarious hands.” She dipped forward and swiped two distinct pieces from the ground.
“Oh, my,” Cinderella whispered. She had definitely broken it. She was too stunned to cry. “I shall—shall—” An audible gulp was impossible to mask. Resigned, she squared her shoulders. ’Twas time to pay the piper. “I shall turn myself in, of course. ’Tis only fitting I should be locked up. The dungeon would be preferable to the gallows, however. Is it possible…you could recommend…I would be most grateful…I…I imagine there are friends in the dungeon. Or, mayhap, Marcel…I am friendly with mice, you see. They are not so terrible, you know. He…is not…so…”
“Cease your prattling, dear child. It is not as dire as all that. Worry naught. I shall handle matters from here. Do you think you can manage your way back?”
Cinderella did not think so, but she could not seem to form a coherent sentence to convey the fact.
“Run along, dear.”
“But, I need to tell Essie. He…she…they…” Cinderella flung out her hand unable to put sound to the word ‘betrothed.’
“Let us not mention this little incident further, hmm?”
“But—” She choked at Fairy Godmother’s stern gaze. “No…no, of course not.” She stammered while heat burned her face. She swung on her heel. Then stopped, and asked over her shoulder, “Prince? Sir Arnald?”
“Not to worry, child. These spells never last long. You handled things magnificently, if I must say.”
Pressing her luck was not an option. She ran for the cover of darkness—never mind the lack of ladylike etiquette, or the fact that she had no inclination, whatsoever, on how to find her way back. Or the many questions she’d had for her elusive Fairy Godmother, once she’d set eyes on her again.
Perhaps another time, she promised herself, and fled for safety.
Amusing twist, November 3, 2013
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This review is from: The Wronged Princess – book i: Cinderella Series (Kindle Edition)
just what I needed. A light hearted spin on the traditional Cinderella story. I always wondered how she could have had such unique feet…
bio: Kae Elle Wheeler a.k.a. Kathy L Wheeler was born in Presque Isle, Maine. How she ended up in Texas, Colorado, then Oklahoma is as much a mystery to her as anyone. She graduated from the University of Central Oklahoma with a BA in Management Information Systems and a minor in Vocal Music. She is a member of several RWA Chapters including DARA, The Beau Monde and OKRWA. Kae Elle lives with her musically talented husband in Edmond, Oklahoma, has one grown daughter and one bossy cat!
Giveaway (ebook only): The Wronged Princess ~ book i.