IN TOO DEEP releases tonight!

And don’t you want it to go straight to your eReader?!

This is the second story featuring those Triplehorn boys. They only love once, and it’s forever!

This time around, it’s Gabe’s turn to discover that all those old desires are still bound up in one woman he shouldn’t have let slip away. Read more…

In Too Deep


Some things never change. And some things change everything…

Gabe Triplehorn can think of no better getaway from his heavy responsibilities at the ranch than to go back to a time and place where he didn’t have a care in the world. When there was just a campground, a river, and a girl. When he gets to Red Hawk Landing, the campground and the river are still there. He just never expected the girl would still be there, too. Only now she runs the place.

Lena Twohig can think of no better place to raise her young son than the family-owned campground that holds so many memories. Especially, the romance with Gabe that lit up one long-ago summer like a wild electrical storm. Now he’s back with a ranch-hardened body she knows she shouldn’t want so badly.

No amount of lies, or the years that have passed, can tame this tidal wave of passion.

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Read an excerpt…

At a bend in the road, he saw the sign nearly hidden by bushes because it tilted at an angle. Red Hawk Landing. Open Memorial Day to Labor Day.

The crackled, worn paint on the leaning sign didn’t bode well, but he took the turn anyway, his truck bumping along an uneven gravel trail that worked its way down a steep decline, heading toward the river’s edge.

When he made the clearing, he heaved a sigh of relief. The place was still in operation. Kids in cutoffs and swimming suits took running dives from the pier. Cars and pickups were parked in front of roughhewn wooden cabins.

He hoped like hell there was still one vacancy left for him and pulled up in front of the small lodge house. The place was clean but showing its age. Looked like the owner needed another handy man to help with a broken spoke or two in the wraparound porch rails and a window frame that appeared to be rotting away.

He put his truck in park and pushed down on the handle to open the door, but halted the moment she stepped onto the porch.

Lena Twohig. Sweet Jesus.

His breath caught, nostalgia blurring her appearance in a golden light that masked the years etched lightly into her features.

Sure, her figure was a tad fuller, her roots darker, but the feeling he got just looking at her as she lifted a hand to guard her eyes against the brilliant sunshine was exactly the same one he’d had all those years ago.

A slow throbbing built in his groin. His body stiffened, going on alert. His gaze swept her womanly frame again, snagging on the generous swell of her bosom, the long, well-toned legs displayed beneath the hem of her shorts. Ten years had been kind indeed.

Then something glinted on the fingers cupping her eyes. A flash of white metal.

He remembered a slender band he’d given her. His last gift. A promise he’d never fulfilled. However much he might wish it wasn’t so, the ring she wore now killed his pleasant dream of rekindling their romance. The desire he’d allowed to build while he’d ogled her began to slowly unwind. Lead settled in his stomach.

Lena was strictly on the look-but-don’t-touch list. What a cryin’ damn shame.

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HOT NEW RELEASE! What a Highlander’s Got to Do by Sabrina York

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What a Highlander’s Got to Do

Coming March 6th from Sabrina York and St. Martin’s Press

Isobel Dounreay Lochlannach is a fierce and independent Scots lass. She has no intention to marry—to submit to a man—especially not an Englishman.

But when she meets a devilish stable lad on the way to London, she can’t help but sneak a kiss with the handsome stranger, sure to never see him again.

Nick Wyeth is not a stable lad. He’s Viscount Stirling, and heir to one of the most powerful dukes in the realm. If their indiscretion is discovered, Isobel will be forced to marry him, to succumb to a fate she has always spurned. Nick wants nothing but to call this wild Scottish lass his own, and is determined to show her how an English Viscount can make her swoon, and be his forever in What a Highlander’s Got To Do by New York Times bestselling author Sabrina York.


“Milady . . . are you s-sure?” the groom sputtered, even as Isobel launched herself into the saddle. He was a sweet boy, only slightly spotted, and she’d found him delightfully manageable.

She smiled down at him in a manner that caused his Adam’s apple to bobble precariously. “I’m verra sure,” she said. “I can handle him. I promise.”

“But the mare is much gentler,” he said with a hint of panic in his voice.

“I’m certain she is,” Isobel responded with a wink. And then she set her heels to the stallion’s sides and they launched from the stable yard.

She leaned over his neck, encouraging him on. “Och, you want this, don’t you, boy?” she whispered into his ear, and he nickered his delight. “Faster then. Faster. Let’s fly!”

And oh. They did. And it was glorious.

The ride, of course, but also leaving those horrible women behind.

Newcastle lacked the exhilarating rocky terrain of the Highlands, but in turn, it had long languid country roads that curved gently through apple orchards, along golden fields, and through fallow land spotted with bright-yellow flowers. There was a babbling brook to her right and the broad blue line of the horizon before her. She had, in that moment, the flight of fancy that she could ride forever.

The air was cool and clear, with a hint of lingering loam. And the sun, when she hit it in gentle splashes wandering through the leaves, was a kiss of warmth. They made their own breeze, she and Lord Willouby’s stallion. It caressed her face and tangled in her hair and it was magnificent.

Much better than tea with the local ladies.

It was, in fact, perfection.

Until a thundering sound disrupted her peace.

Hoofbeats from behind, intruding on the splendid rhythm she and the stallion had created.

She glanced over her shoulder and frowned. Another stallion pounded after them, with a dark-haired stranger urging him on. She’d heard about highwaymen in these parts, veterans from the war and such, who had turned to crime. And while she’d thought the prospect of such a thing wildly romantic when reading it in a novel, she did not, in truth, care to be robbed or manhandled by such a man.

She tapped her mount’s side with her heels and urged him to go faster, even as a thrill of excitement sizzled through her. She was certain she could outride her pursuer, but how delicious would it be to confront an actual highwayman and have a story to tell Catriona?

Not that the two of them tried to outdo each other in their tales, but they did.

Isobel caught her breath and focused on the road ahead. It curved out of sight behind a large hill. Not knowing the terrain, she knew she had to slow, lest she injure her horse, and that was her downfall.

He caught her then, as she rounded the curve and, to her shock and dismay, wrapped a strong arm around her waist and lifted her bodily from her saddle and onto his lap.

She had one stunning impression of hard hot man.

He was slick with sweat from the mad ride, as was she, but on his skin, it rose in a thick musk that teased her nostrils and made her belly lurch.

Surely it was not an attractive scent.

She refused to believe this to be so.

At the same time, she screeched her outrage and wiggled to be free, which had a disturbing result.

He tightened his hold on her.

Dear God, he was strong, this beastly highwayman.

“Hold still,” he snapped. “You’ll fall.”

Of course she wanted to fall. She wanted to hit the ground before he did so she had time to retrieve her blade from the scabbard on her thigh before he caught her again.

What a pity he didn’t let her fall. He held her even tighter—she could barely breathe—and pulled on the reins to slow his mount.

Before she had time to react, he’d slipped off and was helping her down.

Helping her down.

No one had ever helped her down. She’d never allowed it.

The man was, in a word, infuriating.

Once her feet hit the ground she elbowed him in the stomach and whirled away. She glared at him, though he was unaware of this, doubled over and wheezing as he was. This gave her time to free her blade and point it in his general direction, so when he recovered himself, when he stood and stared at her, it was, indeed, a fearsome sight he saw.

She had no earthly idea why he laughed.

No earthly idea why her first glimpse of him—this bandit who had just impugned her person—made her heart stop.

Oh, he was handsome, for sure, with dark eyes and rampant black curls. There was a birthmark just above his lip that gave him a rakish air, and the hint of a scar bisected his left eyebrow. But his smile was white and broad and caused an irksome raft of dimples to erupt on his cheek.

He wore the stained, frayed clothes of a workingman, with boots caked in mud.

And good lord, he was tall. Tall and muscled and exquisitely formed.

She wasn’t sure which of his perfections annoyed her more.

And then he spoke, and she knew for certain. It was his voice, a mellifluous tenor, crisp with British superiority and the hint of a laugh.

She abhorred being laughed at.

“Well,” he said, nodding at her knife—which, in retrospect, seemed far too small. “Aren’t you the fierce one?”

It took a moment to stifle her growl. No doubt it would give him even more to mock. “What do you expect? You chased me. Grabbed me from behind. Manhandled me.”

His eyes widened and he stared at her for a moment, then his grin widened. “You’re a Scot.” Not a question.

“You’re bluidy right I am, so don’t try anything. You’ll not be the first man I’ve skewered.”

A laugh. “I don’t doubt it for a moment.” He continued studying her, though, in a way that made her skin prickle.

“What?” she said, breaking the silence against her will.

He shrugged, some lazy careless gesture that made her want to smack his supercilious face. “I just thought all Scottish lasses had red hair, is all.”

“Did you now?” Did he want to see red? Well, it danced before her eyes.

He must have realized his comment incensed her, because he laughed again. “Doona skewer me, lass,” he said in a perfect brogue. For some reason, that made her even angrier.

“Why no’? Are you no’ a highwayman, come to rob me?”

“A highwayman?” His beautiful perfect brows lifted in mock surprise. He had the audacity to bow before her. “My lady, I’ve just saved your life.”

She gaped at him. She was aware she was gaping, like a landed cod, but could not manage to form words.

He chuckled and tucked two long fingers under her chin and gently closed it. Then he hooked her arm in his and led her farther along the track, where Lord Willouby’s stallion stood alongside the road ripping out tufts of grass. “There,” he said, waving at a stone bridge just beyond the hill, arching over the river.

Isobel yanked her arm away. “There, what?”

“Go look.”

He followed her as she made her way to the bridge and then stood next to her, rocking back on his heels, as she studied the structure. Or what remained of it.

The stone pilings were all in place, as were the abutments on either end, but as for the rest of it . . .

“The flood last month took out all the timbers,” he said in a far-too-smug tone.

She crossed her arms and studied the distance from one bank to the other. “No doubt we could have made the jump.”

He turned to stare at her for a long moment, and then he laughed again.

She was becoming quite tired of his laugh, and at the same time craving it. That was probably why—though she would deny it until the day she died—her lips quirked. Just a tad, but it was enough encouragement for him, apparently.

“I believe you owe me,” he said with a wicked smile.

“I owe you?” She turned and tipped up her chin and stared into his eyes—really stared into them—for the first time. They were a lovely warm brown with flecks of gold, and they were amused. There was something else in there, a certain heat, that she preferred to ignore.

“I did save your life.”

“I believe I made it clear, I could have made the jump.”

“I don’t doubt that for a moment, but your stallion?” He glanced at the steed, who was trying to lip an apple from the tree. “That is questionable.”

“Perhaps.” She sighed. “So what reward would you ask?”

“First, that you put away your blade.”

“First? How many rewards are you asking for?” Was she enjoying this . . . sparring? Why yes. She was.

He was terribly handsome, and not a highwayman after all. Probably, judging from his clothes, a stable lad. Or a farmer’s son.

He shrugged. “How much do you value your life?”

“What kind of question is that?”

“Just as it is. I would like to ask for a kiss . . .” Her heart skipped. “But to be frank, I prefer not to kiss lasses with knives in their fists. You know, just in case.”

She straightened up and peered down her nose at him—no easy feat, as he was much taller than she. “I doona kiss just anyone.”

He splayed his hand over his heart. “I am gratified to hear it.”

“Certainly not . . .” She waved at his person. “Stable hands.”

He grinned. “Is that what I am then?”

She pointed to his boots. “Do tell me that is mud.”

“What else could it be?” His playful tone made clear it might well be something else one might find in a stable.

“And look at your hands.”

He did. She did, too. They were large, well made, with long fingers. There was mud there, too, beneath his fingernails. One would hope.

“I can wash them in the river, if you like.” Again, that charming smile.

She smiled back, but with a hint of restraint. It was an odd feeling cloaking her shoulders. Restraint was hardly her forte. “Please do.”

He nodded and she tried to ignore the curl that flopped onto his forehead as he turned and trotted down the bank.

With a sigh of regret, she took the reins of Lord Willouby’s stallion and mounted. Best be gone before he returned or she might be tempted to give him what he wanted.

She wanted it, too, which was stupid.

She was here for a few weeks while she waited for the various arms of her family to collect here, and then they would make the long trip down to London for a miserable Season. There was no time for a romance, and certainly not one with a farm boy. Not even one as handsome as he.

Though she had to admit, she was tempted.

She kicked the stallion into motion and began riding back the way she’d come.

What a pity.

She would have liked a kiss. Just one. She would have liked to know if he tasted as delicious as she imagined. She would have liked to have a story to tell Catriona, one that didn’t end with her plunging to her death into the River of the Broken Bridge.

She should have known he would follow.

She heard the hoofbeats behind her and urged her stallion on, bending low on his neck and whispering encouragement.

Her heart pounded.

She knew he would catch her.

He had before.

But still, she persevered.

She had no idea why she smiled. No idea why her soul sang.

No idea why, when he caught her, swooping her up into his arms and onto his lap, she laughed.

No idea why she smiled as he cupped her face with his still-damp hands and stared at her lips like a starving man.

No idea why, when his lips touched hers, fragrant and soft and oh-so-sweet, she sank into the kiss with all she had.

Or perhaps she did have an idea after all.

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NAKED HUNGER Best Cowboy Book of the Year

Yes haw!


I am truly celebrating. NAKED HUHGER has won the Love romances Cafe Best Cowboy Book of the Year Award. Thank you, thank you to all my wonderful readers who voted for me. I love you all. I remember when the first NAKED COWBOYS book was contracted. It was only meant to be a single title. But then you wonderful readers wanted to know about the other people in the story and like Pinocchio’s nose, it just grew from there.

Now they are back, better than ever, and…..

All are available in print!!!!!

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Naked Cowboys


So what’s the story with Naked Hunger?

They’ve got an appetite only love can satisfy.

His heart has an appetite only one woman can satisfy.

This craving is so intense, it could consume them…

When a craving like this hits, only one thing will satisfy them…or consume them.

 When love busts out of the chute, there’s no telling which way it’ll spin.


Sable Hunter paid her dues caring for suburban pets in West Texas. Ready to get back to her first love—large animals—she’s excited about moving to Saddle Wells to take over for the retiring veterinarian.NakedHunger_1600

With a reputation to build, she can’t afford any distractions. But the sizzling heat between her and local rancher Ryan Donovan could seriously mess with her focus.

Ryan earned his stripes the hard way, one bull at a time on the rodeo circuit. Now he’s put his prize money to work raising bulls for competition. He can’t deny he misses the excitement of pro riding—until the sweet new vet in town makes him want to sweep her into his bed. Maybe into his future.

Becoming friends with benefits sounds like an excellent compromise until Ryan can convince Sable she doesn’t have to choose between career and love. Soon they’re burning up the sheets…but an almost-tragic mistake could not only destroy Sable’s career, but any chance for happiness with the man she loves.

Huge thanks to my friend, Sable Hunter, for allowing me the user of her name for my heroine.

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Feeling Plum by Beth Williamson

Hey y’all, Beth Williamson here. I’m feeling mighty plum right about now!

In case you hadn’t heard the news, my Plum Creek series ( is returning to bookshelves starting in February. This trilogy was originally published with Kensington since 2009/2010 but I got my rights back and decided to put them out there again. It’s a trilogy set in Reconstruction era Colorado. These are for sure erotic historical romance with lots of smexy scenes but also deep, wrenching emotions and an incredibly satisfying HEA. I’m excited to bring these back!

The trilogy begins with book 1, THE EDUCATION OF MADELINE. I wrote Madeline to be a tall, curvy, thirty-two year old spinster in Reconstruction era Colorado, 1872. She’s rich, hated because of her wealth, and needs to learn how to experience life.

The hero, Teague, is a big man with a dark past who enters Madeline’s life. She grabs hold of the opportunity with both hands and they begin an adventure together, with many twists, turns, and unseen dangers.

I loved Madeline – she embodied what I struggled with as a curvy woman with low self-confidence. She discovers she’s fierce, courageous, and unwilling to settle for what the world has planned for her.

I’m happy to say THE EDUCATION OF MADELINE released on February 27 in both ebook and print. The cover is beautiful and I can’t for y’all to meet Madeline and Teague. Book 2, THE REDEMPTION OF MICAH, releases in April. Followed by the third book, THE SALVATION OF SARAH ( in late May. Each book has a new cover, is freshly edited and ready to find a whole new group of readers. If you read the original years ago, the stories themselves haven’t changed.

If you haven’t, be sure to be plum with me and visit Plum Creek!

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Cowboy Lawman–Rhonda Lee Carver

Have you grabbed Without You? This is third in the series of Letting Go, a Hell Yeah! Kindle World read.


Even the strongest woman needs a shoulder to lean on…

Mason Sullivan remembers how he felt the day he learned his oldest brother wouldn’t be returning home. Not alive. Swearing he’d help others, he set a plan into motion. Flash forward…Mason has the life he wanted, but when a seductive, slice of heaven from his past comes back to Kerrville, his so-called “wonderful life” will have more holes than Swiss cheese. The only one who can fill the void is the same person who has the risk of flight. Sure, a cowboy has needs, and she certainly does make his head spin, but his heart isn’t immune to the beauty and he could lose her again…

Two things Kiernan Everhart loves most—her son and Double K Ranch. Years ago, she’d left home to pursue her dreams, but the big city wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Always there for her son, she helps him through the challenges of his medical condition, but sometimes even the strongest woman needs a shoulder to lean on. In Kerrville, she has the support of her family…and Mason Sullivan, the cowboy she stole kisses from back in the day. He’s grown into quite the perfect man and his bedside manner, as nurse and gentleman, sure can make a woman remember she’s more than a mother. She’d like to fall, right into his arms, but her priority is her son. And when her ex shows up, hijacking her happiness, all hell will break loose. Kiernan must perform damage control before the people she loves are hurt.

He didn’t plan to fall, but he did, and Mason would do anything to protect Kiernan and her son. He will not only have to face the demons of Kiernan’s past, but find out who is using scare tactics to send her packing. If it’s the last thing he’ll do, he’ll prove to her that he has the perfect place in his heart for her family.

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If you love a cowboy lawman, you’ll love the Cade brothers! They’re solving crimes and breaking hearts.




Protected by the Lawman

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Seized by the Lawman. Coming Soon!

From Wanted by the Lawman!

To Serve. Protect. And desire.

Special Agent Zander Cade discovers his stunning neighbor and realizes she has a handful of secrets that could put him in a difficult situation. He has a job to do, but her beauty and spunk deter his every intention to abide the law. If his instincts are right, she’s a whole lot of trouble…and in danger.

Wynn Makelti has no other choice but to move into her grandmother’s neglected house, at least for the time being. Anything is better than going back to her ex whose criminal activity is catching up to him. The Wyoming scenery isn’t too bad, considering her neighbor has caught, and keeps, her attention. But can he be trusted? She believes he has a few secrets of his own and she makes it a priority to find out what he’s hiding behind his hat, beguiling smile and bad-boy tattoos.

Little by little the secrets begin to unravel and turmoil shows up on her doorstep. As safe as his embrace feels, can she stay and possibly put him at risk from someone from her past? If she leaves, she could lose everything she has come to love.

As risky as loving Wynn is, Zander can’t let her go, even if it puts his career on the line. It’s time she finds out what a real man has to offer and he’s the one to do it. Together they can face the danger closing in…unless she runs before he can prove that he can be trusted to protect her and love her.


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First impressions can be deceiving by Paty Jager

Catch the Rain2Who doesn’t love a romance where opposites attract and each person makes the other stronger. That’s what you’ll find in Catch the Rain, a contemporary western novella that I recently received my rights to publish it everywhere.

The novella first came out in a Kindle Unlimited box set, Cowboy Six Pack.  But now if you aren’t a Kindle person, you can purchase it from any ebook vendor.

Here is the blurb and a short excerpt from Catch the Rain.

Catch the RainRunning from her past, Kitty Baxter catches a glimpse of her future—if she’s brave enough to believe in herself and the kind-hearted stranger who claims she deserves love.

Focused on setting up his new veterinarian practice, Zach MacDonald becomes sidetracked by a karaoke singing beauty with a secret. He sees what others do not and becomes determined to make Kitty see that anyone can learn to catch the rain.


He studied the woman. She had the notebook of songs on her table. Her intense gaze on the book and wrinkled forehead gave her an air of frustration.

“Who is she?” He sat and nodded to the woman.

“Kitty Baxter. She helps with the horses at Marcella Dunn’s stables.” Julie nodded to someone at the bar.

“She’s on the slow side,” Barry added.

Zach turned his attention to his brother-in-law. “What do you mean?”

“Cleaning stalls for Marcella is about the only thing besides singing that she seems capable of doing.”

He didn’t like the insinuation Barry was making about the woman.

The waitress returned with their drinks. Zach took a sip of his and watched the woman get more flustered as she flipped through the pages in the notebook.

The man on the stage didn’t seem to know anything about singing on key. “She a good singer?” He tipped his head toward Kitty.

“Yeah. Most of the people come here on Thursdays just to hear her sing.” Julie sipped her drink.

His mind made up, he walked over to the woman. “Mind if I share the notebook with you?”

Her head jerked up. The sight of her big violet eyes struck him like a jolt of electricity.

“I can’t find the song I want to sing,” she said, shoving the book across the table toward him.

“What song did you want? I’ll look for it while I look for the one I want to sing.” He sat down and studied the book to keep from staring at her pretty face.

Sunshine on my Shoulders.” She sighed after saying the tune.

“That’s one of my favorites.” He ran his finger down the page. “Here it is. Number fifty-seven.”

She picked up the glass of beer on the table and downed it. “Thank you.”

He smiled at the relief lighting her eyes. “If you can sing better than this guy, I’m glad to help.”

Her laughter was soft and husky. “Floyd thinks of himself as a rock star.” She watched as the tall stocky man tipped his head back and belted out an off-key long note.

“Since I was looking for the same song, do you mind if I sing it with you? It would spare the bar having to hear the song twice.” He scanned her heart-shaped face and noted a sprinkling of light freckles across her nose and the apples of her cheeks.

“Can you carry a tune?” she asked, tilting her head slightly and narrowing her eyes.

“I was in my college’s glee club.”

At the word college, he saw her physically shift away from him.

“How about it? May I join you?” He stood and waved her to the stage.

She stood, watching him with a trace of fear.

“I promise I won’t upstage you.”

A soft laugh filtered to him through the din of voices, shuffling chairs, and clinking glasses.

“Come on, Professor. Let’s sing.” She stood and walked over to the stage. Her hips swayed just enough to catch his gaze. She picked up both microphones sitting on the table by the man running the karaoke machine. “Number fifty-seven,” she said to the man and handed Zach one of the microphones.

Their fingers touched, and he could of swore he saw her jump as his blood pressure spiked.

“Woo, Zach!” Julie shouted.

He raised the microphone in a toast toward his sister and took a spot where he could see the monitor. It had been years since he’d heard or sang this song. As he positioned himself, Kitty stepped to the far side of the stage and waited.

The distance between them felt like an ocean.

The music started. He glanced over at Kitty. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened. A beautiful alto voice soared with the music. She sang with such feeling, he enjoyed watching her. He joined her at the chorus.

Her eyes popped open at the sound of his voice. Zach slowly walked over to where she stood. He gazed into her eyes and saw a confident woman as her voice melded with his and she took each note to a deeper nuance.

Kitty’s heart soared as she blended her voice with the man’s. He had a beautiful baritone. She stared into his eyes. The warmth and acceptance she saw in their depths started her belly quivering. She’d avoided men, except for two disastrous dates, ever since school and the bullies that had harassed her for being unable to read and having ratty clothes. She’d been an easy target. But she’d shown everyone. She’d run off at fourteen and found a place to live, and she enjoyed the work she did.

The glint of challenge in the man’s eyes had her embellishing more at the end. She held onto the note and finished with a flourish. The music stopped, and she peered into his eyes.

A roar of voices and thundering applause, reminded her she stood on a stage staring into a stranger’s eyes.

She ran off the stage, dropping the microphone on the table. On her way past her table, she snagged her jacket, before running out the back door of the Sidewinder. She didn’t catch her breath or stop her momentum until she sat behind the wheel of her 1960 Ford pickup. Her heart raced, not from her hurried departure, but from the memory of the man’s eyes.

He’s gone to college. He won’t want a woman who can’t read. Her good sense smacked her upside the head, and she shoved the key into the ignition. She knew how he’d treat her if he knew she hadn’t finished school. Just like all the foster parents and kids she’d lived with over the years. Like she was dim-witted.


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The Men of At-Ease are Hot!

Hi, it’s Donna Michaels, and that’s what readers are saying about my Men of At-Ease Ranch Series. ☺

Book 2 just made the USA Today list!! (Thank you for making that happen!)

Book 3 is on Sale for .99¢!

Book 4 is up for Pre-order and releases in 2 weeks!

Here’s what TRR said about my upcoming release!

The Romance Review

Despite the fluffy title, ARMY RANGER WITH BENEFITS is a seriously romantic and feel-good read you shouldn’t miss!

How do I love thee…let me count the ways:

1. Vince is utterly gorgeous and easy-going. He’s maybe the first hero I’ve read who didn’t have to be growly and bad-tempered to maintain his sexiness. He’s so sweet and thoughtful, and (gasp!) he seems to be always smiling. Love the way he’s supportive of his brother Dom and rallies around him when he (Dom) needed him, even when said brother is being a grouchy bear.

2. Emma is just the right touch of funny and quirky and confused woman who’s torn between two guys, even as she’s haunted by her past. Totally love her, especially the scene where she’s drunk. Couldn’t believe the words that came out of her mouth, and yet, she’s truly adorable there.

3. Vince and Emma are hot together, and they have this easy chemistry between them that it’s not hard to imagine them falling for each other even as they fake their way through a relationship. They have got to be my favorite couple of 2018! I know it’s early in the year, but I don’t see them being dethroned any time soon. LOL

4. Fake dating is one of my favorite tropes, so I went into this with high expectations and I’m happy to report the author exceeded every one of them.

5. Seriously, I love this author’s voice. She makes reading this book effortless, totally sweeping me away and immersing me into the story. She imbues it with a magical vibe and creates such unforgettable and lovely characters that I couldn’t get enough of them even after I reached the end.

6. Also love the secondary characters–Emma’s super supportive mom, and funny, extrovert best friend Macy. I also love that Stephan is a regular good guy who now had to suffer from missed opportunities. There’s a lesson there somewhere, I think.

I will definitely be looking forward to Leo’s story and of course, I want to know what’s up with Dom and his doctor. *wink* I envision a great story there, one of the enemies-to-lovers kind and another of my favorite tropes. And I would be sorely disappointed if the next book didn’t include cameos of Vince and Emma. Just sayin’.


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Their sexy scheme so doesn’t go as planned…

Emma Roberts is done losing her heart to military men who don’t stick around. Desperate to shake up her love life, she launches a plan to get her handsome, dependable crush to finally notice her. And her neighbor’s sexy older brother that just arrived in town is the perfect man for the job. 

But there’s a problem. Emma’s ridiculously attracted to her fake boyfriend. 

Former Army Ranger Vince Acardi dropped everything to help his stubborn brother after he’s injured in the line of duty. Instead, he somehow gets stuck helping the adorably hot girl next door land a date with some doctor she’s interested in. Not that fake-dating her is a hardship, and soon, he’s holding her, kissing her, touching her…

There’s nothing fake about the chemistry between them. But Vince is leaving in two weeks, and Emma refuses to risk her heart on another military man. Worse, the good doctor she’s been after is finally standing up and taking notice…


There’s still time to grab Book 3 while it’s on SALE for .99¢!

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Haley Wagner’s life just got a lot more complicated. As if turning her struggling ranch around isn’t tough enough, she’s forced to call him for help. With his hard eyes and even harder body, Cord is an irritatingly sexy contradiction of hot and cold. How can she possibly hide her embarrassing secret when just looking at Cord is a combustible event?

Former Army Ranger Cord Brannigan has a secret, too. He promised his fallen teammate he’d protect the tempting, fiercely independent Haley from a distance, but now they’re stuck together for three weeks. Alone. Keeping his hands off will take every ounce of control he can muster. And that control is slipping…


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Conversation hearts & Valentines SALES!

Sidda Lee Rain

I see so many people posting (via social media) that spring is finally coming-making itself known. And, all I can think is, WHAAAAAT? Here in Minnesota there have been no signs of warmer weather nor spring blooms. As I type there’s a slight snow falling outside the window and a weekly high of 12…far from spring like temps.

Spring may not be in the near future but Valentines Day certainly is! And, I may or may not be on my second bag of conversation hearts 😉 One of those candies from my childhood that I just somehow never outgrew, I guess.

I’ve been taking a break from most social media to focus on my writing. I’m hoping 2018 will bring a close to a few series that have been (not-so-patiently) awaiting their final reads. As well as bringing my readers some new characters. I may have started in western erotic romance, but I’ve spread my wings a bit more with every passing publication. It’s exciting–I’m excited! Though I’ll never abandon my western roots, I’m looking forward to other genres as well.

In celebration of the upcoming holiday I have a couple SALES on Valentines Day!


Lust, Leather and Love

(Can be read as a standalone or as #3 in the Casual Curves series)

Blaze…even her name is hot as hell.

Sometimes it takes a hard@ss woman to handle a garage full of men, hell, to handle me.
She’s been a godsend to my business but complete torture to my body.
I’m done watching her from afar-oh there’s no doubt Blaze runs the show.
That paired with a hilarious personality, curvy body that won’t quit and that don’t screw with me attitude? Has me fully torqued and revving…just waiting for her green light.
Sure, I may be her boss but there’s no question who’s the one in charge.


Also on SALE! HATE Sex…definitely not your mama’s romance. 



(Please read warnings before reading-HATE Sex does have a HEA but it’s quite the trip getting there!)

I Skye Briar Blake am simply a girl trying to make her way in the world. Corny enough for ya? Well, it’s true though.

Working part time at a diner where most of the patrons are drunken frat boys with an unending appetite for chili cheese fries and the gift of quoting the worst pickup lines known to man and beast. But, at night I make my way to part time job numero dos at Pinkies. Yep, you guessed it…a strip club—rather a gentleman’s club featuring exotic dancers. Better? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

Serving drinks and stocking baskets of stale pretzels was never my life goal or anything but it pays better than the diner and I don’t come home reeking like deep-fried crap.

I’ve actually found a family at Pinkies and that’s something I’m severely lacking.

For the most part I can’t complain…that is I couldn’t until Jaden came into my life, insulted me about my weight, then, screwed me until I couldn’t see straight. Jerk.Makes no sense, right? Try being me.

As if on cue enter Rhett, panty-melting Rhett and he likes me, no, like really likes me.

With two men knocking on my door *heh-hum* so to speak I’m more confused than I’ve ever been and quite honestly I just don’t know what to believe anymore.

This is my story. The good, the bad and the downright wrong—it’s all me and I’ll have to live with the repercussions of my decisions and hope in the end I don’t HATE myself.

Warning: HATE Sex will tick you the f*ck off. Homicidal thoughts may cross your mind revolving around a certain arrogant s.o.b. And, by the middle of the book? You’ll want to dish out a bitchslap of epic proportions to my heroine. GOOD! Hand me a lollipop because all that means is that I succeeded in sucking you into this twisted vortex of sex, hate and possibly love whether you wanted to be sucked or not.

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Look what’s coming out in print!

All the naked cowboys will soon be a bailable in print!

Keep your eyes peeled for the release date! Yes, you can soon take them home and hold them in your hands!

Check them out!

Naked Cowboys

Stark Naked

After Reenie bumps into her friend’s very sexy, very naked brother, she decides to keep her distance, but he shows up at her door the next morning asking she doesn’t let first impressions ruin what could be a whole lot of fun.

Matt quickly realizes none of his usual lines will work on Reenie, which only adds to his desire to get her to lower her defenses around him.


Buck Naked

When a cowboy stops to help Amy change a flat, she’s convinced her run of luck isn’t going to change any time soon. Buck is far too confident and cocky for her. Buck made his mark on the rodeo circuit, but the lifestyle left its on marks on him. He knows he should tell Amy about his past before she hears it elsewhere, but every time he opens his mouth, all he can do is kiss her…


Stripped Naked

Jinx thought moving from New York to Rowan Country would mean an end to reporting on murders and dealing with grumpy police who see her as a nuisance. After only a few weeks on the job, someone finds a dead body in a ditch, and Sheriff Dillon Cross is butting heads with the sexy local reporter. They get on like two angry hornets trapped in an upturned glass, but soon it’s more than heated barbs they’re exchanging.


Bare Naked

Georgie invests everything she owns in a dilapidated B&B in Saddle Wells, Texas, so when a rough-around-the-edges cowboy offers his handyman services, she accepts his help in exchange for room and board.

Cade’s a down-on-his-luck cowboy with a reputation so bad no one will hire him. Luckily for Cade, newcomer Georgie doesn’t know anything about the man he used to be. But not everyone is ready to give Cade a second chance, and their newfound happiness could disappear like smoke.


Naked Desire

All Cynthia has left after her divorce is her grandfather’s secret barbecue-spice-rub recipe. She’s determined to start over in Saddle Wells, but she’s totally unprepared for her reaction to the carpenter her new friends recommend.

Jesse is more than happy to renovate Cyn’s storefront, but what he’d really love to do is tackle that self-doubt he sees lurking in her eyes, but first he has to convince her to give them a chance despite their age difference.


Naked Flame

On a night out, former cop Charity notices the brooding bar owner needs help, so she steps in and ends up right in his arms.

After two tours in Afghanistan, Liam now runs his dad’s bar. Having Charity around is a distraction, but he can’t seem to deny whatever there is between them.

When a criminal comes looking for revenge, Charity knows it will be better for everyone if she leaves town, but leaving Liam is more difficult than she thought.

Naked Heat

Andrew “Mac” McDaniel is on a mission to find the drunk driver who killed his twin sister, and his latest lead has brought him to Saddle Wells. When realtor Nida hands over the keys, something sparks between them. But even as undeniable interest turns to hot nights together, Nida is not sure she can stand by and watch him destroy himself when his investigation sends him on a path toward a potentially disastrous act of revenge.


Naked Hunger

Raising livestock in Saddle Wells isn’t as exciting as the pro circuit for local rancher Ryan, but the sweet new vet in town certainly livens things up. Sable claims she has no time for a relationship, so Ryan suggests they have some friends-with-benefits fun while he convinces her she doesn’t have to choose between career and love. But when a costly mistake puts her career in jeopardy, Sable could lose everything.


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Plum Creek returns

In case you hadn’t heard the news, my Plum Creek series is returning to bookshelves starting in February. This trilogy was originally published about 10 years ago and I got my rights back. Now I’m sharing them with everyone again!

The trilogy began with book 1, THE EDUCATION OF MADELINE. I wrote Madeline to be a tall, curvy, thirty-two year old spinster in Reconstruction era Colorado, 1872. She’s rich, hated because of her wealth, and needs to learn how to experience life.

The hero, Teague, is a big man with a dark past who enters Madeline’s life. She grabs hold of the opportunity with both hands and they begin an adventure together, with many twists, turns, and unseen dangers.

I loved Madeline – she embodied what I struggled with as a curvy woman with low self-confidence. She discovers she’s fierce, courageous, and unwilling to settle for what the world has planned for her.

I’m happy to say THE EDUCATION OF MADELINE releases on February 27 in both ebook and print. The cover is beautiful and I can’t for y’all to meet Madeline and Teague. Book 2, THE REDEMPTION OF MICAH, is coming on April 10 – more on that next time!

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