Friday, September 28, 2018

Wild on My Mind Excerpt


Love runs wild at the Sagebrush Flats Zoo,

where a motley crew of big-hearted animals 
helps the most unlikely couples find love.

When Katie Underwood discovers a litter of newborn cougar cubs, the last person she expects to come to the rescue is her former crush—and high school nemesis—Bowie Wilson. The worst part? He doesn’t seem to remember the trouble he caused her.

As a single father and owner of a cash-strapped zoo, Bowie struggles to balance budgets while raising his pre-teen daughter and a host of rascally animals. He considers himself lucky when Katie agrees to lend her talents to a publicity campaign in support of the zoo’s animal rehabilitation programs—until he learns just what she’s planning…

This time, Katie is determined to resist Bowie’s charm. But a lovelorn camel, a matchmaking honey badger, and a nursemaid capybara have different plans. Can they and the rest of the zoo’s menagerie help Bowie break through the barriers surrounding Katie’s heart?

Love can’t be tamed…



Enjoy this excerpt from Wild on My Mind!



She knew one thing for certain, though. After publicly humiliating her and effectively ending any chance of her dating anyone else in high school, Bowie Wilson had simply and utterly forgotten her.
“Uh, ma’am? Where exactly are we headed?”
Ma’am? Really? Although she supposed it was better than Katie Underwear.
“Up.”
“I see that, but where did the mother cougar leave her cubs?” The patience in Bowie’s tone irritated Katie even more. How dare he act like he was the rational one?
She whipped around to glare at him. Even in the harsh light of the LED lantern, Bowie was a handsome man.
“We’re headed to a cave,” she bit out.
Twelve years ago, Bowie could have doubled for a teenage heartthrob with the shock of jet-black hair that had always dangled over his piercing gray eyes. Now, with that hair neatly trimmed and a five-o’clock stubble dusting his jaw, he looked like a model posing for an outdoor magazine. As an immature youth, he’d pos­sessed a bad boy prettiness that appealed to girls—even self-proclaimed geeks like her. The years had toughened his features, hardening his male beauty into something more alluring and dangerous, even to a woman who should have known better.
Much better. Darn the man if he still didn’t have the capacity to make Katie’s hormones dance a happy little jig.
She steamed. If time hadn’t mattered, she might have taken them on a more difficult path. Even then, she doubted that it would have fazed Bowie. Despite never climbing on this particular rock face before, the man moved like a machine. She could just imagine his muscular forearm extending as he reached for the next hold. His bicep would flex as he hoisted his body…
Katie cursed at herself. Sometimes she found her vivid imagination more of a burden than a gift. It had certainly brought her more difficulties than successes.
Thankfully, they quickly arrived at the small cave. Katie started inside, but a warm hand rested on her shoulder. Even through the fabric of her T-shirt, she could feel Bowie’s heat and the strength of his fingers. An unbidden shiver slid through her.
“Let me go first.” Bowie’s breath caressed the sensitive skin on the back of Katie’s neck, and she had to fight to suppress another shudder. “The mother cougar may have returned.”
Bowie dropped to his knees and used the light from his headlamp to scan the cave before crawl­ing inside. With his larger frame, it took him a few seconds to wiggle through the narrow passage. As soon as Bowie moved far enough into the alcove for Katie to enter, she crawled over to the cubs. They moved clumsily about, searching for milk and their mother’s warmth. One yawned. Its tiny whis­kers flexed as it emitted a long squeak. The others followed suit. Katie’s heart squeezed. She resisted the urge to gather the little fluffs against her chest. She still didn’t know the protocol on handling kits this small, and she didn’t want to harm one inadvertently.
“Their eyes aren’t even open yet!” she said.
Bowie nodded. “Nor are their ears at this stage. They must be less than ten days old.” The awe in his voice caused Katie to turn sharply in his direction. He appeared just as infatuated with the cubs as she was. Was this the same man who’d once tied granny pant­ies to the undercarriage of her car along with the sign HONK IF YOU SEE MY UNDERWEAR?
Bowie reached for one of the mewling cubs and cradled it against his muscular chest. The little guy bur­rowed against him, and Katie’s hormones went crazy again. Just when she thought the scene couldn’t get any sweeter, the kit yawned, showing its miniature pink tongue. Then with one more nuzzle against Bowie’s pecs, it heaved a surprisingly large sigh as it fell asleep. Bowie’s handsome features softened into a gentle smile as he stroked the baby cougar’s spotted fur with one callused finger.
If Katie hadn’t suffered years of Bowie’s cruel teasing, she would have found herself halfway in love with him. He’d appeared to be the ideal boyfriend once before, but it had all been a veneer, the perfect trap for a geeky girl with silly dreams of romance. And Katie, the woman, would not fall prey to his outward charms again.
“Can I pick up one of the cougars too?” The cuteness of the cub would serve as a nice distraction from her unwanted feelings.
Bowie nodded. “They’ll need to be hand-reared, so they’re going to end up imprinting on humans anyway. Unfortunately, we won’t be able to rein­troduce them to the wild, but we can save them.”
Katie lifted one of the furry bundles, marveling at the softness of its fur. The little guy emitted a small, contented sound and immediately snuggled against Katie’s warmth. She could feel a cold, teeny nose against her skin as the cub rested its head in the crook of her arm. And right then and there, Katie fell in love. With the tiny kit. Definitely not with the man.
Although she hated putting the baby puma down, she knew the little trio needed more than just a warm cuddle. “Did you bring something to carry the cubs back down the mountain with?”
Bowie grimaced and shook his head. “I didn’t know the climb would be so steep.”
And, Katie realized, she hadn’t given him time to grab something from his truck either. To her sur­prise, Bowie was too polite to point that out.
“Do you want me to run back to the house to get a backpack?” she asked.
Bowie shook his head. “We’ll have to improvise. I’m not sure how long the cubs have been without milk, and we need to get them out of this cave as soon as possible.”
Katie scanned the dirt floor of the alcove and saw nothing—not even a twig. She turned back to ask Bowie what he planned on using and stopped. He was halfway out of his shirt. Normally, Katie wouldn’t blatantly ogle a man, but…those abs. And pecs. His biceps flexed as he ripped his shirt down the middle so it made one thick band. Bowie Wilson might be just as bad for Katie as an entire carton of rocky road ice cream, but he looked just as temptingly scrumptious.

Thursday, September 27, 2018

Excerpt from Mistletoe In Texas!

He's always been the black sheep: the troublemaker.
But this Christmas, 
the prodigal cowboy returns.

Rodeo bullfighter Hank Brookman was headed straight for the top. But after a single misstep resulted in devastating injury, he disappeared under a mountain of regrets. Now he’s back, ready to face the loved ones he left behind—starting with the one girl his heart could never forget.

When Hank stormed out of Texas, he left Grace McKenna picking up the pieces…and struggling with a secret that changed everything. He may be back looking for redemption, but after everything they’ve been through, how can she admit what he really walked away from all those years ago?

Hank always knew persuading Grace to trust him again would be a tall order. But convincing her they deserve a happily ever after? That may take a Texas-sized Christmas miracle.

Enjoy this excerpt from Mistletoe In Texas!



Hank flipped his reins over Ranger’s head and stepped aboard, then kicked his foot out of the left stir­rup and held a hand out to Grace. “Get on.”
“What?”
Hank gave his hand an impatient shake. “Get on behind me.”
“I…don’t know how.”
“You’ve never ridden double?”
“Hey! Not all of us grew up on horseback.” Grace scowled at Ranger. Why did he have to be so tall? And climbing the horse would require her to practically climb Hank too, since she didn’t see anything else to grab on to. “You ride on the back. I’ll drive.”
“Fine.” Hank kept hold of the reins, but hitched him­self back to sit behind the cantle.
Okay. Good. But Grace still had to contend with the unfamiliar bulk of the chaps and bones that wanted to collapse into a shuddering pile. And she couldn’t see any way to swing her leg over the saddle without waving her butt under Hank’s nose. Again.
Ranger, bless his heart, stood stock-still as she grabbed the saddle horn, got her foot hoisted up and into the stirrup, and took a deep breath. So much for fantasies. Not one of her juvenile daydreams about Hank and this ranch had included getting dumped off her horse because of a damn pig.

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He could have gotten her killed.
The tiny part of Hank’s brain still capable of logic argued that there was no way he could have known about the feral hog—when had those bastards moved this far north, and why hadn’t Cole told him?—but it was drowned by the echoes of that unearthly shriek. When Hank had seen Grace trying to drag herself up that bank…God, his heart had just disintegrated.
Distracted, he didn’t lean out of the way when Grace heaved herself into Ranger’s saddle, and the leg she’d intended to swing over the horse landed a roundhouse kick square to his rib cage.
“Shit!” He clamped his heels to keep from being knocked clean off, digging them into Ranger’s flanks. Startled, the bay gave a single, high kick that threw Grace up onto his neck. Hank caught a fistful of her coat with one hand and the reins with the other before Ranger could bolt. The gelding danced in a circle as they teetered, a tangle of arms, legs, and curses.
“I…can’t…breathe,” Grace gasped.
No wonder. The saddle horn was digging into her belly, and Hank had her pinned in place. He started to slide off, but Grace squeaked when she was dragged with him.
Hank stopped. Damn. The toe of her boot was hooked in the pocket of his coat. He hitched his hips back to the center of Ranger’s rump and took stock. He had a fingernail grip on the reins, his cheek was mashed up against Grace’s butt, and even Ranger wasn’t going to tolerate this much longer.
She had a double-fisted, white-knuckled grip on Ranger’s mane, so Hank let go of her coat and reached down to grab her ankle, prying it out of his pocket and letting it drop so she had a leg on either side of the horse. Better. Now if he could just get himself straightened out…
“’Scuse me,” he said as he planted his palm on her left butt cheek and pushed himself upright. She stiffened but didn’t try to kick him. “Scoot back,” he said.
She wiggled. Grunted. Wiggled some more. Hank got hold of the back strap of her chaps and pulled. She didn’t budge.
Her words came in short puffs. “I’m…stuck. Front of my…chaps. Over…the horn.”
Oh. Shit. That was not good. Hung up like that, if Ranger did bolt, her head would end up between his front feet. Hank slid off the side, thankfully keeping his feet under him. Ranger shied a step, his eyes roll­ing toward the woman who was draped over his neck, clinging like a monkey. Her coat was rucked up to her armpits, and the brim of her hat had been shoved around so the earflap covered her eyes and tufts of curly hair stuck out every which way.
A wild bubble of laughter swelled in Hank’s throat. He swallowed hard. There was no time for hysterics. He eased the rein over the horse’s head and unclipped one end, then put a calming hand on Ranger’s shoulder while he tried to figure out how to get Grace loose.
Damn. No matter what angle he studied it from, there appeared to be only one option. “I have to lift you up and over the horn, then catch you before you hit the ground.”
“Okay.”
“I’m going to have to grab you by the crotch.”
“Oh.” Her hips twitched, as if in protest, but she said, “Well, uh, male cheerleaders do that all the time, right? No big deal.”
Yeah. That sounded convincing. He shucked his gloves, wrapped the end of the rein around his hand, and stepped so close that her face was buried in the curve of his neck. “Hang on to my shoulders.”
She untangled her fingers from Ranger’s mane and latched on to Hank. Her breath was hot against his skin, and he both felt and heard her soft eek! as he slid his hand, palm up, between her thigh and the saddle.
“Ready?” he asked.
Her chin dug into his shoulder as she nodded. Before either of them had time to think about exactly what he was grabbing, he slid his hand to the center, hoisted her hips up, and then pulled forward.
She dropped like a rock, her weight slamming into his chest. He went down hard on his butt, then his back, Grace sprawled on top of him. Ranger shied, but Hank kept his grip on the rein. The horse stopped, snorting and wide-eyed as he stared down at them.
Hank let his head flop back and his arms splay, spread-eagled in the dirt, limp with relief. He’d done it. She was safe.
Then Grace started to shake, tremors that rocked her body as she made a choked, hiccupping sound. Oh shit. She was crying. Was she hurt? Scared half to death? Fixing to slam a knee into the same part of his anatomy as he’d just—
Her laughter burst out, ringing in his ears and echo­ing off the sides of the ravine. “Oh…my…God!” she gasped. “That was so ridiculous. If anyone had seen—”
She broke off, quaking against him, and the vibration broke something loose.
This wasn’t funny, dammit. Except it was, especially when he lifted his head to see her blindfolded by her cock-eyed hat, hair sticking out every which way and giggling her fool head off.
A deep, uncontrollable belly laugh rocked him. And the harder he laughed, the harder Grace laughed, and then Mabel started jumping and yipping around them, eager to join the fun, and they laughed even harder, helpless to fend her off when her tongue swiped at their faces.
Meanwhile, the horse continued to stare down at them as if they’d lost their ever-loving minds.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

A Billionaire Wolf for Christmas has Released! 5 Star Review!





MY REVIEW:

The two doctors in this charming and daring romance capture hearts and draw readers into their story as search for a cure, defy alphas and brighten up the holidays. These two strong characters are bold with lots of charismatic traits that grab readers’ attentions and ensure that they want to know exactly what happens. Their drive and passion for medicine and for finding a cure for the decline in the werewolves lifespans is only surpassed by the sizzling magnetic chemistry and heated passion of these two characters as they defy a pack leader in order to achieve their objective and their happily ever after.

During this steady to fast paced and smooth flowing plot, thrills and adrenaline pumping suspense keeps readers glued to the pages with a search of a banished wolf, an exciting rescue, pack strife fun and charming bodyguards, loving family and delightful romance and holiday cheer. And in a surprising twist, Holly and Aiden will have pull off a holiday miracle in order to rescue her old pack and escape with all of their lives. Santa Clause, the whole holiday atmosphere adds delight to this story along with the love of family as they come together throughout the story through thick and thin which makes this story one that warms the heart and makes readers smile in pleasure as the author brings it all to brilliant life.-- Stormy Vixen's Book Reviews

5 STAR Release Week Review! A Billionaire Wolf for Christmas (Billionaire Wolf #2 / Heart of the Wolf #26) Terry Spear!
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ABOUT THE BOOK:
When the wolves’ own blood betrays them, they risk their lives to find a miracle.
Wolf shifter Dr. Aidan Denali has been working day and night to find a cure for werewolves’ alarmingly sudden decline in lifespan. The key to the problem eludes him. But when Aidan grudgingly leaves his work to do some holiday shopping, he meets a remarkable she-wolf whose mysterious pack could bring him one step closer to the answer.

Dr. Holly Gray is thrilled to meet the wolf who’s been working so hard to help others. Now, it’s her turn to help him. But while their attraction is sizzling, the packs are at odds, and the danger is increasing. It’s going to take a holiday miracle for Holly and Aidan to get themselves–and their loved ones–out of this alive…

Billionaire Wolf series:
Billionaire in Wolf’s Clothing (Book 1)
A Billionaire Wolf for Christmas (Book 2)
What People Are Saying About Terry Spear’s Wolf Shifters:
“Packed with adventure… Magnificently entertaining.”–RT Book Reviews TOP PICK for Billionaire in Wolf’s Clothing, 4 1/2 Stars
“Spear has become a master storyteller.”–RT Book Reviews for Alpha Wolf Need Not Apply, 4 Stars
“Nobody does werewolf romances like Terry Spear. The romance sizzles, the mystery intrigues, and the characters shine.”–The Royal Reviews
Buy Links for A Billionaire Wolf for Christmas
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Billionaire-Wolf-Christmas-Terry-Spear/dp/1492655848/
Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-billionaire-wolf-for-christmas-terry-spear/1127704371?ean=9781492655848
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Terry_Spear_A_Billionaire_Wolf_for_Christmas?id=acxdDwAAQBAJ
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/a-billionaire-wolf-for-christmas
iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/a-billionaire-wolf-for-christmas/id1391355951?mt=11
BAM: http://www.booksamillion.com/search?id=7079882685730&query=billionaire+wolf+for+christmas&filter=product_type%3Abooks





Have a wonderful day!!!! I’m off to howl to the world that a new book is out!!

Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
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Tuesday, September 25, 2018

It's my book birthday!

And reviewers are already loving it!

REVIEW LINK:

Title: More than a Phoenix
Authors: Ashlyn Chase
Score: 5.00 / 5 - Reviewer Top Pick

REVIEW TEXT:

“Ashlyn Chase gives readers more than a shifter romance with this fantastic paranormal romance. I’ve been waiting to read the latest story from this author and due to her previous successes I had extremely high hopes. My expectations with each book get higher and higher and not only were they reached, they were exceeded. Not only did I get one fabulous love story but I got two in this fantastic adventure.
Brothers Dante and Noah Fierro are more than brothers, they are best friends and roommates. While there are similarities, including the fact that they are both phoenix shifters, Dante is the more easygoing and Noah is a bit of a hot head. The bond between them and the rest of their family is beautiful. It was a little hard to see the two of them not getting along as they both dealt with their feelings for the new women in their lives. Both Mallory Summers and Dr. Kizzy Samuels are fascinating, strong women with extremely complicated issues in their life. Watching them deal with not only their paranormal problems but with the addition of the sexy firefighters was a definite treat.
It was a pleasure catching up with characters from previous stories as they have all made a special place in my heart. This story had it all; mystery, adventure, heat, and heart. I laughed, I cried, I held my breath and I blushed and in the end I was left smiling and waiting for the next magical adventure.
The Story: Supernatural secrets come into play when two firefighter phoenix shifters meet their mates. Dante Fierro had a crush on Mallory Summers in school but he always felt out of her league. She’s been experiencing some strange occurrences lately, including talking to dead people and turning into a monkey at inappropriate times. The only person who doesn’t seem to think she is crazy is Dante. While helping his brother, Noah comes across Dr. Kizzy Samuels and the sparks fly but while the attraction seems to be mutual she’s put a hold on anything. Both Fierro brothers are determined to convince the women in their lives that they can handle the present and long for a future.”
Pauline Michael for Night Owl Reviews



Sunday, September 23, 2018

Cat Star Chronicles SALE!!!

The Cat Star Chronicles ebook versions are now on sale! You'll find links to most platforms on my Cat Star Chronicles website page. 
If you're missing any on your e-reader, now's the time to buy!




Title
EBook Price
Fugitive
$       2.51
Hero
$       2.99
Outcast
$       2.99
Rebel
$       2.99
Rogue
$       1.99
Slave
$       2.99
Stud
$       2.99
Virgin
$       2.99
Warrior
$       1.99
Wildcat
$       2.99

Saturday, September 22, 2018

SALE! SALE! SALE! Ebooks for Paranormal Shifter Lovers

Lots of reduced wolf prices!!   You can have your own hunky wolf for less than a cup of my favorite peppermint mocha latte at Starbucks! And drink up these hunky wolves for yourself!!! Sale ends in a couple of weeks, less time on a couple of them, but I don’t know which, so get yours now before they’re back up to $7.99 an ebook.
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For a a short time:
REDUCED PRICES!!!! https://www.amazon.com/Dreaming-White-Christma…/…/B01MZFBH0D
EBook Price
Billionaire in Wolf’s Clothing
$ 2.99
Alpha Wolf Need Not Apply
$ 2.99
Between a Wolf and a Hard Place
$ 2.99
Destiny of the Wolf
$ 2.99
Dreaming of a White Wolf Christmas
$ 0.99
Dreaming of the Wolf
$ 2.99
Heart of the Wolf
$ 2.99
Hero of a Highland Wolf
$ 2.99
Highland Werewolf Wedding, A
$ 2.99
Highland Wolf Christmas, A
$ 2.99
Howl for a Highlander, A
$ 2.99
Legend of the White Wolf
$ 2.99
Savage Hunger
$ 2.99
SEAL in Wolf’s Clothing, A
$ 2.99
SEAL Wolf Christmas, A
$ 2.99
SEAL Wolf Hunting
$ 2.99
SEAL Wolf in Too Deep
$ 2.99
SEAL Wolf Undercover
$ 0.99
Seduced by the Wolf
$ 2.99
Silence of the Wolf
$ 2.99
Silver Wolf Christmas, A
$ 2.99
To Tempt the Wolf
$ 2.99
Very Jaguar Christmas
$ 2.99
Wolf Fever
$ 2.99
 These are on all the sites–not just Amazon, but BN and iBooks, Kobo, etc.
Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
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Friday, September 14, 2018

Pitched Three New Wolf Tales!





Pictures I took of origami at the Minnesota arboretum and of Axel, emergent Arctic 2-year-old wolf at the International Wolf Center. And then of Holly, 2-year-old black bear at the bear center nearby.




So I pitched three new stories–red wolf Christmas (Leidolf’s pack), Billionaire Wolf (Rafe’s friend), and Wolff (2 brothers and 2 sisters that own the Timberline Ski Lodge in Silver Town) for publication in 2020.

Also, I asked if we could do a 10th year anniversary re-release of Destiny of the Wolf. Yes! This will be for 2019, and I’ll have 3 other new releases that year also: You Had Me at Jaguar, SEAL Wolf Surrender, and the Silver Bells Wolf Christmas, whatever the title will be. And I will be writing a brand new novella to include in the re-release of Destiny of the Wolf also.


 Purple Halloween bear I make.


I finished a bear I need to send off to Australia, and was working on another Halloween bear, this one with orange fur (new fur). My Janome of decades conked out on me, so I had to buy a new heavy duty Singer, much lower price, but as much as I use them for as many years as I do, it’s still a cheap investment. My Janome cost me about $13 a year.

We received 2 inches of rain, yay! But it looks like we’re drying out after this. And it’s heating up, then finally starting to cool down a little bit. Yay!

I’m off to write on Cougar Magic, trying to write the final scenes. Only 10,000 words to go, then need to jump on the novella for Destiny of the Wolf. Then I’ll be working on Claiming the White Bear, I have some of them adrift on an ice floe and need to rescue them! What I do to my poor characters!

Have a great day!!!!

Terry
“Giving new meaning to the term alpha male where fantasy is reality.”
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Thursday, September 13, 2018

EVERY DEEP DESIRE One-Day only $1.99 Sale!

For today only (September 13, 2018), the e-book version of EVERY DEEP DESIRE is a Kindle Daily Deal! That means it's on sale for $1.99 across all platforms!!


EVERY DEEP DESIREthe first in the Deadly Force Series, has recently been nominated for TCK Publishing's 2018 Reader's Choice Awards for best romance. I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it!

HE'S TAKING IT ALL BACK

Rafe Montfort was a decorated Green Beret, the best of the best, until a disastrous mission and an unforgivable betrayal destroyed his life. Now this deadly soldier has returned to the sultry Georgia swamps to reunite with his brothers and take back all he lost. But his wife, Juliet, must never know the truth behind what he's done . . . or the dangerous secret that will take him from her forever.

HIS HONOR, HIS FREEDOM, AND THE WOMAN HE LOVES

It took Juliet Capel eight long years to put her life back together after her husband's disgrace. Now Rafe is back, determined to protect her at any cost, and it's not just her heart in danger. The swamps hold a secret long buried and far deadlier than either of them could have imagined. . .

$1.99 BUY LINKS for EVERY DEEP DESIRE:

For the Kindle version, click here:  AMAZON

For the Nook version, click here: BARNES & NOBLE 

It's also available at: Kobo  |  IndieBound iBooks | Google Books

Praise for Every Deep Desire:  

“EXCELLENT... DARKLY COMPELLING.” ~ RT Book Reviews

"PHENOMENAL! … Filled with action and passion that will leave you breathless." ~ Joyfully Reviewed

"Intriguing, with steamy romance and forbidden love… You will not be able to turn the pages fast enough!" ~Fresh Fiction




Sharon Wray is a librarian who once studied dress design in the couture houses of Paris and now writes about the men in her Deadly Force romantic suspense series where ex-Green Berets meet their match in smart, sexy heroines who teach these alpha males that Grace always defeats Reckoning.

Her acclaimed debut book EVERY DEEP DESIRE, a sexy, action-packed retelling of Romeo and Juliet, is about an ex-Green Beret determined to regain his honor, his freedom, and his wife.

EVERY DEEP DESIRE is available on: Amazon | Barnes and Noble | iBooks | IndieBoundKobo|  Google Books
And adding it to your Goodreads TBR list is also always appreciated!

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Cowboy SEAL Christmas Excerpt

Three former Navy SEALs
Injured in the line of duty
Desperate for a new beginning…
Searching for a place to call their own.

Single mom and Revival Ranch’s on-site therapist Monica Finley has dedicated her life to helping brave servicemen and women, but former Navy SEAL Gabe Cortez is the one man whose shell she just can’t crack. Yet with the holidays fast approaching, she may finally have a plan. In a bid to get Gabe to open up, she’ll ask for as much help as possible—cutting down the Christmas tree, stringing lights, the whole nine yards.

Who could possibly be a Grinch with so much holiday cheer in the air?

Gabe has always hated Christmas—the holiday never fails to remind him just how alone he truly is. But the more time he spends with Monica and her young son, the more he finds himself drawn to their cozy little family…and the more he begins to realize his long-suppressed Christmas dreams may finally be coming true.
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Enjoy this excerpt from Cowboy SEAL Christmas!



And then they were all heading for the stairs—Monica and Colin bickering over bedtimes, Alex and Becca sleepily arm in arm, and Gabe was left alone, seemingly forgotten, just him and the dogs.
He got up, ready to head out and ignore any of the idiotic disappointment in his chest. But bottles and glasses littered the coffee table, along with a few paper plates. He’d just grab those and throw them away, cutting down on some of the work Monica had to do. Quickly, before she came back down.
He collected the plates and a few bottles, disposing of them in the appropriate receptacles in the kitchen. Then he figured he could unload the dishwasher real quick, since he’d lived here before the bunkhouse had been ready and he knew where everything went.
Once he’d done that and added another load, he went back to the living room. He’d just collect the remainder of the glasses and then Monica wouldn’t have to do anything.
“Oh.”
Gabe glanced toward the sound. Monica stood at the bottom of the stairs, and he couldn’t read her expression or begin to understand what that oh had meant.
“Got most of it done. Just these left.” He ignored the glasses he’d been going for and moved toward the door. “I was getting ready to head out though.”
Monica shook her head, grabbing her glass of wine and refilling it with the last of the bottle. “Stay. Have a drink with me.”
Gabe watched her suspiciously. “Why?”
She plopped herself onto the couch, staring at the fire instead of back at him. “Because otherwise I’m going to sit here and wallow about the passage of time. I’d rather bicker with you.”
He’d regret it—he knew he’d regret it—and yet he couldn’t seem to resist. Much as he hated to admit it, he wasn’t tired enough to sleep instead of wallow.
He was at least smart enough to take a seat in the armchair instead of next to her on the couch. And he was not about to drink any more.
“So, why aren’t you with your family?” she asked with no preamble.
Family. Funny word, that. Still, he didn’t wince. He knew he’d be asked. He had his rote answers prepared. “They live all the way on the other side of the country.”
“I do believe they have these things called airplanes.”
“Really? Haven’t heard of them.”
Her mouth curved, and she looked different in the flickering firelight. Fragile almost, where usually she looked impossibly sturdy and strong.
“Why aren’t you with yours?”
“My parents are on a cruise celebrating their thirty-fifth wedding anniversary.” She smiled fondly, but it died quickly. “Colin’s other grandparents don’t much care for us. Well, that isn’t fair. We remind them of Dex, and they…well, I suppose they haven’t fully dealt with their grief. I’m not sure I can blame them. I’m not sure all the therapist training in the world would help me if I ever lost…” She shook her head. “See? Morbid wallowing. I don’t want it. Say something obnoxious.”
“Marines are pussies.”
She barked out a laugh, then covered her mouth, presumably since there were people sleeping upstairs.
She had a good laugh. Loud and uninhibited. Hell, he needed a beer.
“My dad is not a pussy,” she said, sounding far more amused than offended.
Gabe shrugged. “I’m sure he doesn’t think so.”
Monica shook her head. She’d worn her hair down today, which she rarely did. In the firelight, it was tinged red, and seriously, he had to get his ass out of this chair and get a beer.
But he sat. And he watched her.
She cleared her throat, holding the wineglass with both hands, staring hard at the fire in the fireplace. The dogs had disappeared at some point when he’d been cleaning, so it really was just him and Monica.
“I know I don’t owe you any explanation about how I treat my son, but…well, you’re very good with him. He looks up to you. All three of you really, and it’s good for him to have you three as influences in his life. But he seems to be particularly connected to you.”
Everything in him tensed, chilled. That careful tone of voice, the way she wouldn’t meet his gaze. He knew what came next. He’d been here before, hadn’t he? “And you want me to stay away?”
“No, not at all.” She frowned, her gaze all shock and confusion as it met his. “Why would you think that?”
Gabe looked down at his hands. He hadn’t realized he’d gripped them both into tight fists, but there they were—white knuckled and clenched. He tried to come up with some explanation, but in the end, his scratchy voice just managed some lame excuse. “I’m not his dad.”
“No, but he needs people of all stripes in his life, people who’ll teach him different things and offer him different opportunities. He needs people to look up to because he feels a connection. I’ll always be a shade too overprotective. I’ve worked through some of it, but…Dex died…”
He unclenched his fists and placed his hands on the arms of the chair, ready to push out of it. “You don’t have to explain it to me.”
“But I want to. I want you to understand. You’re a part of Colin’s life.” She said it so seriously, so baldly. None of her usual therapist carefulness in picking the words. He knew better than to look, but he couldn’t seem to help himself.
She was staring at him, emotion written all over her face. An earnestness, a hope, and, underneath all that, love—love for her son.
Gabe was somehow rendered speechless by that, and he was never, ever speechless.