Thursday, March 16, 2017

An Excerpt From Texas Redemption by Linda Broday

The extreme snowfall back East is really playing havoc with a lot of people right now. But spring has come here in the Texas Panhandle. Wildflowers and trees are in full bloom. The weather is just lovely. Our famous Bluebonnets are in bloom. They're really pretty, especially with the Indian Paintbrush mixed in with them. Where they grow in patches, the beauty takes your breath away.

Here's a short excerpt from TEXAS REDEMPTION, my February release.

Shenandoah's crooked half smile disturbed far more than the shock of hair that dangled rakishly across his forehead. Rivulets of sweat trickled down her back. His devilish grin touched a longing deep in the locked chamber of her heart where she could lie to herself and pretend she was worth saving. 
Laurel willed herself forward, a desperate prayer sticking in her throat. She plunked his plate onto the table and turned on her heel.
Not quick enough.
He captured her hand. “Much obliged.  Sit with me a spell, Lil.”
Cold fingers of doom clawed their way inside, wrapping around what remained of her soul.
Lavender Lil. No one had called her that since.... She gave the other two patrons a skittish glance. Their forks never slowed from the plate to their mouth, indicating they’d not heard.
 “Sorry, cowboy.” She meant to add the layer of flint. The bitterness surprised even her though. “You’ve got the wrong person.”
Shenandoah pulled her into the chair beside him. Not a forceful tug, but one that offered no escape. The gentle touch spoke of remembrance and insatiable desire.
 A crack in the floor came under her intense scrutiny.
 How could so much dirt get into such tiny places? It would take a good scrubbing to get it clean.
 “Nice try. I’d recognize that silky black hair, those violet eyes in the midst of a horde of saints at a church social, the last place I’d expect to find you...even if I wore a blindfold.”
 His husky drawl lodged somewhere in the vicinity of her fickle heart. Dear God, for another lifetime, another chance. “You’re mistaken.”
“And certainly if you spoke.” He brushed her cheek with a fingertip. “I’ve never heard another with your throaty voice.” 


"Great for fans of history, romance, and some good old Texas grit." ~~ Kirkus Reviews

Capturing the struggle to survive some of life’s most difficult challenges is one of Broday’s talents as she pulls fans into the hard-scrabble aftermath of triumph against all odds."  ~~ Romantic Times 4 stars

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