All in the family by Beth Williamson

Hey y’all, Beth Williamson here! In case you missed it, I launched my very first Kindle Worlds Story on November 8. So excited, and honored, to be part of Sable Hunter’s Hell Yeah! Kindle World with my contribution, AUDACIOUS.

AUDACIOUS is connected to Hell Yeah! and with my Circle Eight Millennium series. My heroine, Ronnie, is a descendant of Matthew Graham from my original Circle Eight series. She’s someone who’s had a rough life, one marked by an absent mother and a missing father. Ronnie has struggled to become who she wanted to be and made mistakes along the way, earning her the moniker Audacious.

The hero, Jack Reilly, is someone who is hiding from who he is. His life had been defined by his parents’ choices, ones he started fighting as a teenager until he lost both of them. Reeling from having a reboot on his life Jack doesn’t expect to get involved with anyone since he doesn’t have his own shit together yet.

The universe doesn’t wait for you to be ready for a change; it simply delivers it and it’s up to you to muddle your way through it. Such is the case for Ronnie and Jack. They have to decide if they’re going to seize the chance with each other or continue to hide in the shadows of their pasts.

I love, love, love this story because it’s one of redemption, love and self-forgiveness.❤

I’m publishing an additional 3 stories in the Circle Eight Millennium series. The first, LAZARUS, is available everywhere. The next, SAMUEL, releases on January 31 everywhere! The last, GRANT, will hit shelves in April. The Grahams are keeping me busy!

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Delilah Devlin: Enjoy a Sexy Excerpt from FLASHPOINT (Contest)

So, I had this story come out called Flashpoint. It features two of my favorite things—a firefighter from down in Texas. I loved writing Troy Barlow. He’s a hero who doesn’t take himself too seriously, but he’s strong at his core, playful when he’s bent on seduction, and just plain yummy. I’ll share an excerpt below so you can see just what I mean.

One more thing you need to know about Flashpoint, it’s the fourth story in a series of related, but standalone stories. The first three books are also in Kindle Unlimited, which means if you have a subscription, they are all FREE!

Here’s the three stories. You can click on the covers if you’re interested in more sexy adventures featuring men with badges and suspenders…

Wet Down Controlled Burn Cain's Law

And if you’re not a KU subscriber, but would like to win a copy of one of these prequel stories, leave a comment for a chance to win! Tell me whether you love Texas settings, and what you might like to see from me in the future!




His touch makes her burn…

Troy Barlow wasn’t looking for love when he competed in the Texas Tough Firefighting Competition, but one feisty little blonde caught his attention and wouldn’t let go. The more she tried to deflect him, the more determined he became to make an impression, until he did something she couldn’t possibly ignore.

The last thing Diana Boyle expected to feel was attraction for another firefighter. After her husband’s death, she’d been adamant–never another firefighter. But Troy was impossible to escape. When he wore down her resolve, she thought a one-night-stand might purge him from her system once and for all, but his powerful appeal and uninhibited lust and zest for life were addictive. When a harrowing fire threatens their newfound happiness, Diana has to face her worst fears.

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They’re naked and standing in front of the bathroom mirror…

Another shiver traveled down Diana’s spine. She’d never seen a look quite like the one Troy wore now. Ravenous. Wild. His blue irises had nearly been consumed by his black pupils. His jaw was tight; his skin stretched over his cheekbones. And every part of him that touched her was hard. The arm clamped over her breasts. The chest pressed against her back. The cock lodged between the globes of her ass.

She’d wanted uncomplicated sex. Maybe a little gymnastic, too. But this was a whole other prospect. Troy was set to turn her inside out, and she was worried she wouldn’t be enough to satisfy him.

Her sex life with Mike had been…nice. Happy. Comfortable. But the emotions Troy aroused in her now were anything but.

His intense expression said he’d allow no modesty. No holding back.

As if she could. Already her sex was damp, her labia swelling. Her nipples had sprung instantly when cool hair had hit them, and now ached pressed against his arm.

“Stop looking at me like that,” he growled into her ear.

“Like what?” she asked, gasping when he bit her lobe.

“Like I’m the big bad wolf.”

“I’m not afraid.”

“Then why are you shaking?”

She widened her gaze, locking with his in the mirror and licked her bottom lip. “Because I’m dying to feel you inside me,” she whispered.

He groaned and his arm moved downward, fingers sliding between her legs to feather across her slit. “You’re wet for me.”

Diana leaned her head against his shoulder and reached back both hands to grab his ass. It was hard, no give at all. She dug her nails into his skin.

He slipped a finger into her pussy and swirled it.

She turned her head to hide her expression as she drew a hissing breath between her teeth. More fluid greeted him, wetting his hand, sliding down her thigh.

“I’m gonna lick that all up.”

Once corner of her mouth kicked up as she wrinkled her nose. “Big talk for a man who can’t seem to find his own bed.”

“I’ll get there. Promise.” But instead of leading her into his room, he reset his feet farther apart, lowering his height, and pushed his cock between her legs. Now she could see him there, sliding through her folds, his big fat head appearing then disappearing, as he stroked forward and back. A crude image that made her nipples harden.

She couldn’t stand the tingling there and cupped her breasts, playing with the tips. His gaze dropped to watch, and he tucked a finger into the top of her folds to circle her clitoris.

She jerked because the nubbin was already hard and engorged. The hood had slipped away. His raspy fingertip touched it directly, and she wasn’t sure she could take much more until he raised his finger, wet it with his tongue, and resumed his teasing motions.

“Troy,” she groaned, arching her back and reaching now to clutch his hair. She pulled as she began to writhe against him, loving the slide of his thick cock, the scrape of his finger. She could come like this, but she wanted more. Wanted him deep. Wanted to be so full and stretched she didn’t remember who she was or the fact this wasn’t something lasting.

Troy removed his hands then tugged on her hair and pulled back her head. Coming around her, he kissed her hard, then walked her backward, his arms surrounding her, guiding her, until her thighs hit the mattress, and she fell back.

Then he was on her, not allowing her to scoot deeper onto the mattress. With her legs hanging over the side, she watched breathlessly as he knelt between her legs and set her thighs on his shoulders.

“Too much,” she said, shielding her pussy with her hand. Too embarrassing. Too intimate. Him there, seeing everything in the lamplight.

But he ignored her, nipping her fingers until she withdrew them. Then he pulled her labia into his mouth, sucked on them, chewed them gently, getting them wet and engorged. When she was ready to scream, he backed off to blow cool streams of air over her hot flesh.

Then he parted her folds, tugging them upward to expose her clit. She groaned again and closed her eyes, refusing to watch him because it was so much dirtier to see what he did than simply feel.

He rubbed his cheeks and chin in her wet folds, the scrape of his beard itchy and exciting. Then he flattened his tongue and licked her up and down, making sure to pay more attention to the tight, hot bud at the top.

Before long, Diana rocked her head side to side and tapped his back with her heels, while she moaned and shrieked, because he surprised her, licking her, then biting her, stroking his fingers inside her pussy, teasing her asshole. Things she couldn’t prepare herself to accept because he never gave her warning.

“Bastard,” she gasped when his tongue dipped into her anus. This wasn’t happening, he wasn’t doing that.

In the next instant, she yelped because he stood and gripped her waist, shoving her toward the center of the bed, then climbing quickly over her.

When he lay atop her, his weight propped on his elbows, his cock resting on her mound, he smiled down at her. “I love the sounds you make. Do you know you chirp?”

“That was a squeal.”

“Sounded like a cricket.”

“You surprised me.”

He bent and flicked his tongue against her earlobe. “And what was that other sound. Sounded like a squeaky door.”

“It was a moan, you idiot, that you interrupted when you…did that thing.”

“That thing? Do you mean when I tongue-fucked your ass?”

She clapped her hand over his mouth. “Don’t say that. It never happened.”

He bit her fingers.


“Don’t get in the way.”

And then he was scooting downward, this time hovering over her breasts.

“They’re small,” she said, wrinkling her nose.

“You could always gain fifty pounds. There’d be more.”

“You want me to gain fifty pounds to make my boobs bigger?”

“No, but if you want them bigger, I’m game. Just more of you to bounce against.”

She couldn’t help it. She laughed. “You say the most ridiculous things.”

“I like your tits,” he said, dropping a kiss on one distended nipple then the other.

“Good to know,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest because he was staring so intently.

He grabbed her arms and moved them to her sides. “Stop hiding.” He stuck out his tongue and licked around one dark circle. “You’re soft everywhere—but here the most,” he said, giving her another lick. Then he latched onto the tip and drew hard, like he was sucking a milkshake through a straw.

Her toes curled. More fluid trickled down her channel. “Troy, please.” She gripped his ears and pulled him.

He slid upward. His cock pushed against her folds, and he paused to reach downward and part them so that he could set his fat head against her opening. When he glanced toward her face, he gave her a tight smile. “Almost there. Think you’re ready?”

She shook her head. “Do you always talk this much during sex?”

“I don’t know. I tend to talk when I’m nervous.”

She canted her head. “You’re nervous about doing this with me?”

He nodded and gave her another quick smile. “You’re…so fucking sexy. Perfect. Still can’t believe you gave me the time of day, much less access to your pretty cunt.”

She smacked his shoulder.

He waggled his eyebrows.

“I’m older than you.”

“Are you?” he said, sounding surprised.



She smacked him again.

“And I’m twenty-eight. So, not a huge difference, babe.”

“Guess it doesn’t matter. It’s just sex.”

“And for that…” he pushed inside her, coming steadily up her channel, leaving her no chance to catch her breath, no time to get used to his size. He was just there. Deep inside her. His arms around her. His body over her. No escaping his steady gaze or the strength of will evident in his taut features.

She drew a ragged breath, widened her legs, then lifted her knees, easing them alongside his hips, hugging them, like she wanted to hug him, but couldn’t because her arms were trapped against his chest.

“This what you do when a girl pisses you off?” she asked.

“This what you want me to do?”

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Enter For Your Chance At Winning One of 4 Weekly Christmas Drawings!

christmas-drawing1Hey y’all, Renee Vincent here! To celebrate the upcoming holidays, I’m having a HUGE 4-week Christmas Drawing.

What does that mean? It means that every week from here until the end of December, I’ll be giving one lucky newsletter follower all of the following:

  • an autographed print book of their choosing
  • a Renee Vincent coffee mug
  • assorted chocolates
  • and a special surprise gift
All you have to do to enter is CLICK HERE and let me know what print book you’d like to win, and how you’d like it personalized.


Every Tuesday of each week (starting December 6, then Dec 13, 20, and 27th) I’ll send out a quick newsletter announcing that week’s winner. Please check your inbox every Tuesday to see if perhaps you’re one of 4 lucky random winners. Remember, if you don’t open the newsletter, you might miss out on claiming a special Christmas gift given to you simply because you are a treasured newsletter follower!


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Bucket List–Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi, y’all! Rhonda Lee Carver here! I hope everyone had a fantastic Thanksgiving. I spent it with my loves. I even got to relax a few hours. And watch several Hallmark movies.

My friends and I met for an engagement party–or rather, small gathering. We played a game and each of us had to make a short and sweet bucket list. Wow, nothing gets a person thinking harder than listing the things they want to do to before they ‘kick the bucket’. We laughed so hard at the answers that were given. Have you made a bucket list? I wanted to share some of the answers with all of you.

  1. Visit a yoga resort
  2. Go on a cruise
  3. Kiss a girl
  4. Have a threesome
  5. Visit another country and have sex with a native
  6. Go nude on a beach
  7. Have sex in a hot tub
  8. Live alone
  9. Learn to accept a compliment
  10. Own a real diamond
  11. Learn to play the piano
  12. Have sex on a piano
  13. Make a prank call to a celebrity
  14. Tell my ex what I really think of him
  15. Flick a booger at someone I hate
  16. Watch porn with my mister
  17. Try out every sex toy in a shop
  18. Wear three inch heels without breaking my neck

And there were many more…

If you dare, post some of the things that are on your bucket list.

I want to show off my new cover. Thank you, Becky McGraw! If you need a hot cover, check out Cover Me Photography.


Here’s an unedited excerpt from A Perfect Cowboy Daddy (Cowboys of Nirvana Book 7).

17+ please!

“Moon?” he called out again.

And then he saw her.

Oh brother, did he see her.

She was leaning against the counter in the galley kitchen, wearing nothing but a white cowgirl hat, scuffed boots and a smile that spoke volumes. He gulped down a large dose of reality as he skimmed her firm, rounded breasts, fat, budded nipples, and to the apex of her thighs. Her groomed pussy made his mouth water. He needed a drink of water from that well again.

Damn, he hoped he could use his voice because he was growing so hard, so fast, he wasn’t sure he had an ounce of blood left in his brain. “Moon?”

Her smile grew and so did her nipples. “I didn’t think you’d ever get here. It’s not right to keep a horny woman waiting.”

He swallowed hard. “I was checking Nola’s wound and it took a bit longer than I planned. We’ll talk about that…”

She shifted one smooth hip, opening her thighs ever-so-slightly. He knew it was probably his imagination, but he swore he could inhale her womanly scent on the air. Oh shit, how he liked that scent. “Doc, I didn’t invite you here to have a conversation. I wanted to offer you lunch.” She rolled her hips seductively.

He wasted no time as he practically leaped across the short space between them so fast that his hat flew off and landed on the floor. His cell buzzed in his front pocket and he ignored it, as well as the little ‘ump’ that drizzled off her luscious lips. He yanked her into his arms, dragging her naked curves against his fully clothed, hard body. He could have melted into a sack of bones right then and there.

Nuzzling his nose in her silken hair, he breathed in her shampoo, and scent of seduction. He savored the smell—savored in the fact that here she was, naked and ready for him. How had he gotten so lucky?

He pulled back just an inch, still holding her tight. He stared into her dark eyes. “Do you realize what you’re doing to me?”

“Exactly what I want to do.” Her lashes fluttered. She stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her breast pressed against his chest, making his cock come alive. “Do you like my boots?”

“Oh, sweetheart. Best looking…boots…I’ve ever seen.”

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Writing and the Holidays

I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. I spent time with family which was very nice.

Well, I finally finished my cowboy book and have submitted it to the publisher who requested it.  Now I have to wait, but I’m not sitting back and relaxing. I have lots of other irons in the fire right now.

I have several books in various states with my editor at The Wild Rose Press.  I’m currently revising a book to send to a new publisher, Trifecta, for a launch date in mid-2017. And I’m thinking about what books I want to write for next year.

December is pretty much a planning month for me to figure out what the first six months of next year will look like for me as an author.  But also time for me to play catch up on stuff I’ve let slid by while I write.

I’ll still be writing, but not at the pace I’ve been doing which is fine.  I need a month to get things back in order and organized.

The book I submitted, my hero is a rodeo cowboy as well as owning a ranch, so I thought the picture below was appropriate (even if my guy isn’t Canadian):


And I want to wish everyone:


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Rowdy Rodeo Doin’s by Paty Jager

I’m excited to say Bridled Heart, my contemporary western romance, I’m re-releasing December 1st is full of rodeo rowdiness.

When I came up with the idea or write about a bareback bronc rider and contacted four-time National Bareback Champion Bobby Mote to discover how to write my hero and learn more about the life of a rodeo cowboy. I was lucky enough to visit with his wife, Kate, and learn more about how the wife and family handle the vagabond life.

From the interview I learned a lot about a cowboy who is set on becoming named the best in his sport. They are as dedicated as any other athlete and aim to keep their body in top form. Bobby had just finished running several miles when I arrived, he continued doing sit-ups and stretches as he answered my questions about his routine and emotions he felt before, during, and after a ride. It was an enlightening discussion.

I also  visited with a friend who had attended the National Finals Rodeo in Las Vegas many times and used his information to write scenes set at the finals.

But this book isn’t all about rodeo, it’s also about a woman who suffered abuse as a child and learned to cope and become stronger.  It takes a strong man who suffers guilt over his sister to find her and pull her out of her self-imposed cocoon.

This quote from a reviewer lets me know I fulfilled what I set out to do: “Ms. Jager wrote a very in depth and sensitive story. She touched on a hard topic and I think she did an excellent job… This was just such a touching book for me. I thoroughly enjoyed it.” –You Gotta Read Reviews

I’m hosting a Facebook Rodeo and Re-release party December 2nd from noon to 8pm PST. I have 7 other authors joining me with prizes and cowboy talk. Come on by and join the fun!

bridled-heart-5x8Blurb Bridled Heart

ER nurse, Gina Montgomery, uses a self-imposed vow of celibacy to keep from getting too close to anyone. Music saved her from an abusive past. But that same solace compromises her solitary life when her piano playing draws the attention of a handsome bareback rider.

Holt Reynolds let his sister down when she needed him most. Seeing similarities between his sister and Gina, he can’t get visions of the woman or her poignant music out of his mind. He vows to find a way to free her of her past and prays it doesn’t resurface and destroy their chance at happiness.


“Get him out of that shirt and into this wheelchair if you want him to get an x-ray.” The doctor motioned to the wheels and seat peeking through the curtain. His attitude told her she’d overstepped on their first meeting.

Holt just grinned at her and winked. The rascal knew she didn’t want to undress him. She cleared her throat and pulled the snap at the top of his shirt. Looking over his shoulder, she moved her hands down the shirt band, pulling the material away from his body, feeling his heat. She’d undressed male patients before, but touching this man triggered sensations she’d locked away.

“You’ll have to tug it out of my pants if you want to finish taking it off.” His voice whispered, only for her ears. She dashed a glance at his face. He didn’t mock her. In fact, he looked as unsure as she felt.

She tugged on his shirt and grasped the warm tail as she unsnapped the last snap. Her gaze fell on the white tank T-shirt clinging to his muscular torso. It would have to be peeled from his body as well. Taking a breath, she rolled the bottom up, exposing a tan belly with a thin line of blonde hair that widened as it climbed to his chest and spread across well-formed pecs. She inhaled sharply at the sight of two perfectly-formed hoof marks on the right side of his chest just below his puckered nipple.

“You’ll have to lift your arms.” She licked her lips and stepped closer, into the V of his legs, to help navigate his arms through the holes and slip the whole garment over his head.

“Thank you.” His voice was rough as his dark eyes stared unblinking into hers.

Gina stepped back, dropping her gaze. The heat swirling in her body was a bad sign. She didn’t want to desire this man, or any man.

“Get in the chair.” She tried to keep her voice even as she pointed to the wheel chair. Control was something she’d worked hard to attain. Control over her circumstance and control over her body. She didn’t like the way she lost power over her emotions around Holt.

Hope to see you at the Facebook party and you can purchase Bridled Heart for $.99 the first ten days of December in honor of the National Finals Rodeo.

Paty Jager is an award-winning author of 25+ novels and over a dozen novellas and short stories of murder mystery, western historical romance, and action adventure. She has garnered a RomCon Reader’s Choice Award for her Action Adventure and received the EPPIE Award for Best Contemporary Romance and the RONE Mystery Award. All her work has Western or Native American elements in them along with hints of humor and engaging characters.

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How Do You Like Your Ranger? by Donna Michaels

Hi everyone, it’s Donna Michaels, and I hope you had a Happy Thanksgiving! Mine was wonderful. We didn’t have family over until supper time, so I got to write most of the morning. Yay!

Okay, now…I have a very important question for you.

How do you like your former Army Rangers?

Hot? Hard? Mysterious? Funny? Haunted? Tortured? Sexy?

I like mine like I like my turkey…undressed. *snicker

If you like them hard and sexy with a hot, humorous HEA, then I have a few you may be interested in. The Men of At Ease Ranch is my new series with Entangled and it revolves around former Army Rangers who own and operate a transition ranch in Texas for returning veterans, as well as Foxtrot Constructions which employs them, too.

Book one is releasing in two days!! I’m so darn excited to release IN A RANGER’S ARMS into the world on Monday, November 28th! That’s also my dad’s 81st birthday! It’s going to be a great day!

The Men of At Ease Ranch/ Book 1/Stone

No amount of training could’ve prepared him for her.



Releasing 11/28

Former Army Ranger Stone Mitchum doesn’t have time for sex. Since starting a company with his brother and two buddies, he’s had more important things on his mind. Like transitioning veterans back into society. But when his curvy new tenant falls into his arms—literally—his libido snaps to attention.

Jovy Larson has four weeks to prove she’s worthy of taking over the family business. Her challenge? Sell gluten-free, vegan food—in the middle of cattle country, Texas. It’s a tough task, but not half as tough as fighting her attraction to her sexy, surly landlord.

Before she knows it, Jovy’s tangling sheets with the hot cowboy, stalked by a jealous cow, and strategizing ways to help Stone’s ranch. But by the time her lease runs out and the test is over, she’s faced with a new challenge…competing against Stone’s sense of duty to win his heart.




In honor of the release, I’m holding a Facebook Party with a ton of wonderful authors. There will be cowboys and military heroes and prizes from 3pm-11pm EST on 11/28!

Here’s the link:



I hope you can join the party!

Thanks for reading,


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Hope your table is laden with wonderful food and surrounded by family and friends! I know mine is.

No book ads or promos today. Just a sincere wish for a wonderful day for you and yours.

HOWEVER, I’ll be doing some Facebook parties and giving away prizes. Don’t have a date YET but follow me on Facebook and

Announcements of dates, times and prizes will be announced over there!

And from my turkey friend…

Love ya!
See you in December on CHRISTMAS EVE!!

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Jingle Boots–Em Petrova

Howdy, everyone! It’s a winter wonderland here in western Pennsylvania, and since we’ll be missing the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them movie due to 5 inches of snow, I’m sitting at my desk telling other stories.


Stories about bad girls who are alone on Christmas.

Bad girls who want to find some fun.

And who grab her bestie and hop a flight to Vegas for the holiday.




You might notice that this is a Rope ‘n Ride ON Novella. Some of you have read my Rope ‘n Ride Series and know the Calhouns is a rodeo family. If you’re a fan, you’ve probably read a few of my novellas set in the rodeo as well. And you might have also noted that some of the characters make guest appearances.


Recently, I decided to brand these all together into the Rope ‘n Ride and the Rope ‘n Ride ON Series. And yep, you’ve guessed by now that the cowboy hero in JINGLE BOOTS is a rodeo man!


Cutter is a stock breeder for the rodeo, and it seems everyone wants a piece of him. But on Christmas he’s alone on his ranch–until his bigwig hotel/casino manager brother invites him to stay in Vegas for the holiday.


Veronica’s family is overseas during the season, and she’ll be damned if she is spending her time in flight and then eating fruitcake at her boring aunt’s house. So she makes a snap decision to hop a plane and hit the strip.



Good girls go to Heaven. Bad girls go to Vegas. Especially when they’re alone on Christmas.

When Veronica finds herself on her own this holiday, she does what any sassy young female would do—she calls up her bestie and lures her to Vegas with plane tickets. What could be better than hitting the clubs, having a few too many and…getting your twerk on?

Cutter would rather trade his boots for one of those feather Vegas showgirl outfits than spend Christmas at his big brother’s. But when he does the bump ’n grind on the dance floor with a sexy little filly with the mouth of a trucker, he knows he’s about to get lucky. Except he’s too much of a gentleman—isn’t he?

Veronica will take standing beneath the mistletoe with the blue-eyed, sable-haired cowboy over Aunt Lenora’s fruitcake any day. After all, he’s so darn good at tying knots—with pretty much anything. With only a few short days together, and her friend occupied with two hunky waiters, she has nothing to lose. Except Cutter’s getting a little too intense for just a short fling. Good thing he doesn’t know her real name…




Someone pressed against Veronica, and she protected her drink by bringing it to her lips. Her gaze settled on the man before her.

She lowered the glass, nearly dropping it. Booze dribbled over her fingers and ran down her wrist, and the man placed his hand over hers to keep her from dropping the glass.

A bolt of electricity went straight to her pussy. Her nipples tightened.

Rough hands. A rough-handed, blue-eyed man in a cowboy hat and boots.

“Well lookie who’s snagged a cowboy!” Julia’s laughter reached her.

“Did I snag you?” she asked dumbly. The alcohol’s hitting my system.

He stepped up to her. Took the glass from her hand and gave it to a passing waitress. Veronica caught a hint of leather and aftershave, something earthy that made her pussy squeeze with want.

Yeah, definitely too much to drink. But she wasn’t fucking this man. They were holding a shouted conversation above the music, right?

He fixed her in his gaze and caught her fingers. Then he very slowly raised them to his lips. For a dizzying moment, she thought he’d kiss her hand, but then he opened his mouth around her fingers and licked the alcohol from them.





Liquid heat hit her lower belly and spread through her entire body. She rubbed her thighs together, which probably only looked like a provocative form of dance.

She stared at his lips. They looked so hard and felt so soft. How? With his head tipped, the brim of his hat hid his eyes from view, but she liked the way his jaw muscle quivered as he stretched his tongue to reach down between her index and middle fingers to lap it clean.

She curled her free fingers under his jaw, shocked by how rough his beard scruff was. He continued to hold her forearm, moving his tongue around her fingers to the wetness on her wrist.

“I’m not much on Bacardi, but it tastes good on you, sweet thing.” It sounded as thang.

Oh God, a country drawl to go with the hat and boots. Her ovaries exploded.

“Dance with me,” he drawled before she could formulate words. Then she didn’t need to because her body knew exactly what to say.










And last year’s Rope ‘n Ride ON Christmas release A Cowboy for Christmas










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A Sweet Holiday Romance Novel – by Randi Alexander

Christmas Surprise on MacLean Mountain by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Randi Alexander
Christmas Surprise on MacLean Mountain by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Randi AlexanderDoctor Booker MacLean is shocked when his estranged wife calls and asks to talk to him in person. Is Sybil back to finally ask for a divorce? Three days before Christmas? He hardens himself for the blow that’s sure to come.

Sybil MacLean has been gone from MacLean Mountain and from her husband for seven long months, and now she’s back to admit that leaving was a terrible mistake. She has a secret, but won’t share it with Booker unless he forgives her and takes her back first.

As a powerful blizzard moves into the Colorado Rockies and Sybil and Booker are stranded together atop MacLean Mountain, will his fierce pride and her need for his understanding keep them from spending Christmas with the one they love most?


Read the first chapter on my WEBSITE


Get the holiday spirit by snuggling in to read this sweet Christmas surprise!


I hope you enjoy this sweet, romantic story!
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”

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