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Excerpt from Lacey Wolfe’s Virgin Cowboy (Carver Ranch #3) w/a rafflecopter giveaway!

 


Genre: Contemporary Romance

Virgin Cowboy by Lacey Wolfe

Carver Ranch Series, Book 3

This cowboy lands the girl of his dreams, but he’s got one little secret…

Courtney Johnson, single mom and bar owner, hasn’t had much luck in the dating department. That all changes one evening when Braden Carver asks her out, and she decides to take a chance with him, even though she’s ten years older than him.

Braden’s always felt like he lived in the shadows of his two older brothers, never really being noticed. Before he knows it, he’s on the dance floor with the girl he’s liked for years, calling her ‘sweetheart’. Finally, life is looking up for him. However, his mother isn’t pleased when she finds out he’s seeing Courtney.

As their relationship heats up, one thing still lingers—Braden’s a virgin. How will Courtney react when she learns of his innocence? Will it be enough to make her walk away, especially with his disapproving mother?

Content Warning: contains adult language and sexual situations

~Excerpt~
Braden was quiet as he closed her door then went around to the driver’s side. He ran his hands along his thighs, and Courtney suspected his palms were as moist as hers. Thinking back to what Dana had said about him not dating much, she thought this was probably harder for him than her. Together they would do this.

“What’s the plan for tonight?” she asked as he backed out of the driveway.

“Well, I hope you don’t find it corny, but I knew we’d have limited time. So, I…uh, packed a picnic and loaded a movie on my tablet. I figured we’d park someone on the ranch, eat, and watch a movie in the truck bed.”

She chuckled, and regretted it when he blushed. “I think it’s a cute idea.”

“You do?” He glanced at her.

“I do. Much better than sitting in a theater. At least we can talk and get to know each other better.”

A grin crossed his sexy face, but he was still quiet on the short ride to Carver Ranch. He turned down a private dirt road that was wooded with tall pine trees. A few minutes later, he parked his truck in a clearing where little lights of sun shone through.

“It’s pretty here.” She opened her door and climbed out.

“There are a few special places on the property.”

“How many girls have you brought here?” She cocked her head as he pulled a comforter from the truck and placed it on the bed of the vehicle.

“None, to be honest.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

He rolled the blanket out. “I haven’t dated much.”

She sauntered up to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. There was something so innocent about him that excited her, but also raised a red flag. She had no idea what to do with a sensitive man who wore his feelings on his sleeve. Now that she was alone with Braden, something stirred inside her. A need to find out more about him and why he was the way he was.

Maybe a sweet boy was what she needed. The complete opposite of her father, who never let any emotion show on his face.

He froze as she moved her hand up his neck and pulled him to her. The effect she had on him flattered her. Licking her lips, she lifted up on her toes and placed her mouth just inches from his as she stared into his eyes.

“Courtney,” he whispered.

“Yes.”

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to kiss you.”

With their gazes locked on each others, he asked, “Are you sure about this?”

“I am.”

She brought her mouth to his, needing to see if the charge that seemed to pull between them would ignite the way she thought it would when they kissed. It did. Something rushed through her, giving her a primal need for more.

She thrust herself against him, holding both sides of his face. Braden groaned and wrapped his arms around her waist, snuggling her into him.

Oh my, if she’d know kissing him was going to be like this—so earth-shattering, world-stopping good—she wouldn’t have resisted for so long. She had no idea the quiet cowboy would have this much effect on her.

She pulled back, breaking the connection. Braden’s blue eyes were dark with need.

Clearing her throat, she said, “Sorry, I just wanted to get that out of the way.”

 
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~About the Author~

Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work on making her dream come true.

Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.

 

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~Giveaway~ 

Lacey is giving away 3 eCopies of Counting Cowboys during her tour.
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“How could I ever go on without her…”

RYAN’S LOVE 

Author: C.A. Harms

Series: Sawyer Brothers #1

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Release Date: August 11, 2015

– SYNOPSIS –

One of the hardest things I have ever had to do was bury my wife.

The second hardest thing would be watching my 12 year old daughter fall to her knees as they lowered her mother into the ground to rest.

A heart wrenching vision that will forever be etched in my mind.

Claire was my best friend, she had been since we were barely old enough to talk. I always knew, one day, I would marry her. I think I may have even told her that a few times while we were growing up.

Never did I think I would lose her so suddenly.

I knew at that moment…

Our life would never be the same again…

 

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– PROLOGUE –

One of the hardest things I have ever had to do was bury my wife.

The second-hardest thing would be watching my twelve-year-old daughter fall to her knees as the preacher uttered his final words of comfort before her mother’s casket was slowly lowered into the grave. It finalized the fact that the woman we loved dearly was no longer within our reach. We would no longer be blessed by her smile or warmed by her words.

It was the most heart-wrenching sight, one that will forever be etched in my mind and which left a void in me I was positive would never be filled. It changed the man I thought I was and made me realize that loving someone with your entire heart didn’t ensure they would always be with you. There was no way to predict your fate.

Claire was my best friend; she had been since we were barely old enough to talk. I always knew I would one day marry her. I may have even told her so a few times while we were growing up. Even my brother, Noah, who is nearly a year younger than me, thought he would marry her. She was the perfect girl and had every man in Livingston, Montana, mesmerized by her looks and her personality. But she and I were meant to be.

I never thought I would lose her so suddenly. Now I was left struggling to find the strength I needed to push forward without her in my life. I couldn’t remember a day she wasn’t by my side, and now she was gone forever.

I sat in the chair looking at the deep, freshly dug grave before me, consumed by a feeling of emptiness. The air felt thick as it filtered into my lungs, making me feel like I was being suffocated. The anxiety of my loss was slowly overtaking me as I tried hard to fight the urge to break down and just give up.

“Daddy.”

Olivia’s sweet whisper pulled me from my daze, and I looked deep into her red, swollen eyes. I felt as if I had just been punched in the gut. There stood my little girl, looking broken and lost.

“I miss her already,” she said, her soft voice cracking.

Tears filled my eyes, and I could barely see her through them. God, her words weren’t strong enough for what I was feeling. I felt like I was trying survive without air to breathe.

I reached out and pulled Olivia in tightly, then cradled her protectively. “It’s just so unfair,” she cried into my shoulder, her body shaking against mine.

“I know baby, I know.” Life wasn’t fair.

Losing Claire was never a possibility in our minds. She had gone in for what should have been a simple procedure to remove her gallbladder. She should have been sent home that day to begin the healing process, well on her way to being the happy and active Claire we all knew. But within days she became deathly ill, and there was nothing I could do to help her. I stood by helplessly while the woman I loved with my all heart and soul suffered.

I can still remember our last real conversation. I had called home to check on her during lunch, and she sounded so tired and weak. She insisted, even after I questioned her for ten minutes, that she was fine and only had a headache.

“You’re buying me dinner tonight. No way am I cooking,” she said with a gentle laugh.

“I’ll cook you anything you want, babe. You just name it,” I assured her.

“Yeah, sure, Ryan. You can’t even make instant macaroni and cheese without burning it. We’ll just stick to going out for dinner, or better yet, we’ll just order in.”

She was right—I couldn’t cook for the life of me.

I couldn’t stop replaying that conversation over and over in my mind. I wish more than anything I would have said more. I wish I would have told her how much I loved her and how no one has ever given me the joy she has. I should have told her I adored her and how I treasure our every moment together.

Instead I told her to get some rest and that I might have to stop by the ranch and help out my brothers, so getting home late was a possibility.

I was unprepared for the phone call I received only four hours later.

Olivia had arrived home from school to find her mother curled up on the living room floor, lethargic with chills and a fever. She panicked and rushed to call 9-1-1.

The drive to the hospital is still a total blur; I was steered by pure adrenaline and fear. By the time I arrived in the emergency room, everything was spiraling out of my control. I found Olivia seated next to my parents and in-laws as the doctors told us what was happening to Claire.

Her bowel was nicked during surgery, and she was sent home without it being detected. Claire brushed off all the signs that something was wrong, believing the pain would soon go away. But when it had reached the point of agonizing, it was too late to do anything. Her organs were beginning to shut down.

As we sat in the waiting area, I felt as if my heart was breaking. I heard everyone talking around me, but my numb mind couldn’t take in a word. My entire world was behind those big double doors with the woman I chose to spend my life with. She was everything to me, and I couldn’t help her. I would have given anything to take her place.

The moment the doors swung open to reveal the ashen faces of the doctor and the small nurse at his side, my heart crumbled. My life shattered when he began to speak.

“I am so sorry, we did all we could.” The doctor hung his head, the loss clearly affecting him intensely. “I wish I could have saved her. I’m am truly, truly sorry for your loss.”

Claire was taken from us that day, and a huge part of me died with her. She was the biggest part of me, and I had no idea how I would go on without her.

– TEASERS –

 

 

– ABOUT THE AUTHOR – 

CA Harms 

C.A. Harms is like any other addicted reader. She enjoys happy endings and HEA love stories. She hasn’t always been a lover of Romance and had once been addicted to a good Mystery. Just recently she has taken on a new liking and now is a full blown Romance novel addict.

She lives in Illinois and enjoys spending time with her husband and two children. You will always find her with her kindle or paperback in hand as it is her favorite pass time.

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Guest Post featuring Cecily Magnon’s Dark Skies (Order of the Anakim #2)

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Title: Dark Skies

Author: Cecily Magnon

Series: Order of the Anakim (Book 2) Though Amazon List it as Book 3 because of the Prequel to the Series.

Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy/Supernatural /with elements of Romance

Publisher: 12 Angels Publishing

Release Date: Nov 28 2014

Length: 316 Pages

Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

Passions are erupting.

Cryptic alliances are forming.

Armies are gathering.

And the fabric between good and evil is slowly tearing open.

 

Time is running out on Elysa and The Order of the Anakim. A gathering gloom hangs heavy over their mystic realm as the demon hordes measure a final deathblow in their age-old struggle. Step by step, the demons murder, capture, and conjure their way to a realm unified by utter darkness. Their ruthless queen Ashtaroth, guided only by ambition and her voracious thirst for carnal pleasures, masterminds their rising tide of evil.

The Order must unify its splintering members to meet the defining challenge of their history… or pass forever into oblivion.

But in a world where magic, warfare, and sinister prophecies rule the day… in the night, vile enemies may seek the warmth in each other’s touch.

At this vital juncture, Elysa’s passion is lured by a wicked voice both arousing and terrifying. If the love between Elysa and Jarron is eternal, it will have to overcome pressures seen and unseen and withstand the crush of an all-out attack by demon forces.

Darkness is bleeding its treachery into our world and Elysa and The Order of the Anakim must find a way to combat the gathering doom.

Dark Skies will sweep legions of fantasy fiction fans into Elysa Amalfi’s thrilling and treacherous world of the supernatural.

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Chapter 4 Excerpt

The days were melting into each other and Ellie felt like she’d lived a lifetime in just these few weeks she’d been with the Anakim. She’d found out she was descended from angels, she’d met an amazing man, and her friend was going to join the ranks of the Wiccans to help in their fight.

She’d always thought stuff like this only happened in the movies. That nothing like this really existed except in the creative minds of storytellers. But here they were, she and Jarron, driving into the city to pick up Gina and permanently close down her apartment.

Gina had been house sitting for her for the last three weeks, but now that they were both going to be with the Anakim, there was no longer any reason to hold onto it. The apartment had been her place since her mom disappeared, and was where she’d put together a new life for herself. Letting it go was letting go of the past to allow room for a new beginning she was strongly forging with The Order of the Anakim.

It was bittersweet.

She looked at the driver’s side of the SUV and studied Jarron’s profile — the chiseled jaw, the pout of his lips, the perfect slope of his nose, and those eyes… He could stare down a demon during battle and, in their private moments, lock onto her gaze, making every fiber of her being melt into goo. He owned her and he didn’t even know it. Her heart beat wildly when he caught her staring and threw her one of his half-cocked smiles. That smile was her undoing.

He reached over and grabbed her hand, squeezing it lightly before returning his eyes to the road. “We should be at Gina’s in a few minutes.” He slowed the car to a stop, waiting for the traffic light to change. “Are you okay?”

Ellie nodded, but she wasn’t sure how she was feeling. There was too much going through her mind… some good, some bad. “It’s been a lot to take in these last few weeks.”

He shifted his hand, twining his fingers with hers as he drove to Ellie’s apartment. Jarron pulled into a parking spot at the apartment’s lot and turned the engine off. He turned in his seat to face her and kissed the tips of her fingers. He didn’t say anything, just looked at her. His eyes were so bright, one green and one blue, drawing her in and ensnaring her within the safety of his heat and light.

“Thank you for coming with me to do this.” She had to look down for a moment to release the breath she’d been holding. He did that to her. He made her forget to do even the simplest thing like breathing.

He leaned towards her, his cocky smile returning as he angled for her lips. His heat drew her in, warming her cool energy and making her bubble with pleasure. She surrendered to him, giving back as much as he was taking, deepening their kiss.

 

Prelude to a StormTitle: Prelude to a Storm

Series: Order of the Anakim (Prequel) Though Amazon List it as Book 1 of the Series.

Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy/Supernatural /with elements of Romance

Publisher: 12 Angels Publishing

Release Date: May 4 2014

Length: 44 Pages

Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

Sarah Amalfi and her best friend Samantha are headed to Tijuana looking for some summer fun after their high school graduation… but there’s something far more sinister looming over this road trip than an innocent shopping trip at Tijuana’s famous market place… Warnings from strangers, a vicious attack by a shadowy assailant, a charismatic stranger named Will… What do they want with Sarah? Sarah is forced to consider that there was nothing chance about her meeting with Will, but how can she accept the fantastic possibilities that Will presents to her? A hidden realm within our own, governed by cryptic magic, ancient alliances, demons… and passion beyond her understanding The truth comes hard and fast in this riveting prequel to the romantic supernatural awakening of Gathering Storm!

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Gathering Storm

 

 

Title: Gathering Storm

Series: Order of the Anakim (Book 1) Though Amazon List it as Book 2 of the Series because of the Prequel.

Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy/Supernatural /with elements of Romance

Publisher: 12 Angels Publishing

Release Date: May 9 2014

Length: 247 Pages

Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

Sarah Amalfi and her best friend Samantha are headed to Tijuana looking for some summer fun after their high school graduation… but there’s something far more sinister looming over this road trip than an innocent shopping trip at Tijuana’s famous market place… Warnings from strangers, a vicious attack by a shadowy assailant, a charismatic stranger named Will… What do they want with Sarah? Sarah is forced to consider that there was nothing chance about her meeting with Will, but how can she accept the fantastic possibilities that Will presents to her? A hidden realm within our own, governed by cryptic magic, ancient alliances, demons… and passion beyond her understanding The truth comes hard and fast in this riveting prequel to the romantic supernatural awakening of Gathering Storm!

 

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Why Book Covers are So Important

 

A good book cover is as important to the success of a book as make-up is to a clown. Everyone has heard of the quote, “don’t judge a book by its cover,” but this quote is wrong. It’s wrong for self-published authors in particular.

In a market that continues to steadily grow by the month and by the year, being an indie is tough business and not for the faint of heart. What does this mean? It means, that the self-pub industry has grown exponentially in the last few years.  The opportunities have been incredible and it has allowed more and more people to pursue their dreams of writing. I think this is great! With more authors producing books, there are more stories and more knowledge being produced in the world. This also means that readers will have an endless variety of reading materials to choose from, and for me that means books and e-books will continue to be in demand and we can create an “evergreen” community.

What am I getting at? What does this have to do with book covers? Authors are meeting the demands of the readers and that means authors are producing a lot of books.

More books equal more titles on the market.

More titles on the market mean more options.

More options means decreased attention span of a potential buyer.

Did you know that on the web, an average internet user has about a 3-second attention span? That’s not much at all. You only have 3-seconds to catch that potential buyer’s attention. How do you do that? With a great book cover! It is the very first thing a shopper will see. If the design is right and is eye-catching, that browser will click on your book, hopefully read the blurb, get intrigued by your awesome well written description, and finally buy your book.

The book cover is the shiny ball that you want to use to capture a browser’s attention, without it, no matter how great your story is and how well-crafted your prose are, it will get passed over–simply because the outside packaging didn’t pique an interest.

Think of the book cover as the first impression your book makes and as you know, first impressions are lasting.

Here are some tips to consider for a great book cover:

  • Professional looking. I didn’t say professionally made. I know some people with a great eye for design and they can put together a great cover just as good as any graphic artist. However, if you’re like me and can’t design worth-a-lick, hire a designer. You’ll be glad you did.
  • The design needs to be pertinent to your subject matter and your target audience. For example, if you’re writing a book about erectile dysfunction, more than likely you are targeting a male audience. For your book cover, you might want to consider “male colors” like dark blues, blacks, and dark greens. The font should probably be a block style font and have a very masculine feel to it. In other words, you probably wouldn’t want to use scrolly-girly fonts with pinks and yellows as it would be contradictory to your topic and audience.
  • The design should fit your genre. If you look through any one of the big e-book stores like Amazon.com, you’ll notice a certain trend or pattern with covers. For example, books in the erotica and steamy romance genre have covers that are more risqué with lots of skin showing on the models, provocative positions, and a very sensual vibe.
  • When you browse through the e-book stores, jot down the titles and covers that catch your eye. Make a list of why you stopped to look at that cover. Why did you like it? Was it the colors, the image, the font? What was it that drew you in? Write down whatever comes to mind–it’s your list J. When you get a list compiled, use the info you gathered and apply it for your own cover or better yet, give those ideas to a designer to work with.
  • Your title, author name, and cover design should still look good and hopefully be clear and readable even in thumbnail size. So many people shop on their mobile devices and images are shrunk to fit. Your book should look great in any viewing size.
  • If you are writing a series, make sure your covers are consistent from one book to the next. Your reader should know that a book belongs to a specific series, just by the design of the cover. (Make it easy. Plus this becomes part of your branding too J.)
  • Lastly, don’t be afraid to experiment with different designs. Sometimes we don’t get it right the first time. Book covers are like little works of art and tastes are subjective. As authors we have to find the design that is most appealing to the majority. Admittedly, I’m in this spot. While I LOVE my covers and rather attached to them, I think that I will need to experiment and give my covers a facelift. I’ll start with one and see how it goes. If it works like a good facelift does for people and I get a good response, I’ll facelift the entire series.

 

I hope this was helpful. Keep on writing and reading.

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Cecily Magnon is from the fertile valleys of northern California, where she lives with her husband and kids, and gets inspired by the diversity, beauty, and bounty of the people and of the land around her.

A self-proclaimed nerd girl, Cecily has had a fascination with all topics outside of the norm since she was a little girl. Things of fantasy, magick, sci-fi, the supernatural, and day dreams are the juice that nourishes her imagination and infuse into her writing.

According to Cecily, there is no such thing as “ordinary” when you believe and you see that the everyday is filled with magick.

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