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Time for some true love, Cowboy style.
A Cowboy for Christmas
A Between the Pages Holiday Novella
by Jennie Marts
Blurb:
Holly Adams returns to her hometown with a simple to-do list from her therapist: 1) Return to your roots, 2) Face your fears, and 3) Listen to your heart. But Holly hasn’t been back since a tragic accident claimed the life of her young husband. Returning home is one thing. Facing her fears and giving her bruised heart a voice are quite another.
Cowboy Levi Garrett remembers Holly as the brazen girl who once stole a kiss at a high school party, and barely recognizes the heartbroken young widow who ends up stranded at his ranch on Christmas Eve. All he wants is to remind Holly of the fearless girl she used to be.
It’s holiday magic when a winter storm traps the pair together, but will Holly be able to hear her heart when it asks for a Cowboy for Christmas?
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Excerpt
from A Cowboy For Christmas
by Jennie Marts
“Sometimes
I feel like something broke inside of me when I lost Scott. I lost that brave,
fun, impulsive girl I used to be. The one who would kidnap an abused dog. Or
kiss a boy on a dare.”
Levi
narrowed his eyes at her and cocked his head to one side. “It may seem like
it’s been a while since you’ve seen that girl, but I think she’s still in
there. It may just take a nudge to find her again.”
He
stood and crossed the room, then knelt in front of her. Her heart pounded in
her chest at the nearness of him.
Her
breath caught as he reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He
leaned in close, his eyes conveying a message of strength as he asked, “Truth
or dare?”
Oh my.
A spike of warmth flowed through her entire body as she peered up at him
through her eyelashes. Her voice barely registered a whisper. “Dare.”
One
corner of his lip tilted up in a devilish grin. “I was hoping you’d say that. I
dare you to kiss the boy next to you.”
She
smiled back. She couldn’t help it. A glow of happiness burned inside of her,
the earlier cold now forgotten.
Reaching
up, she touched his cheek. His eyes closed as he caught his breath. She reveled
in the power of knowing that her touch could cause such a reaction. That he
desired her.
He
was so close, his face just inches from hers. She leaned in, gathering all of
her courage. He’d kissed her with such passion, such intensity that morning, he
had to have real ;feelings for her.
So
close, a whisper’s breath away, her lips grazed his, and he gave a tiny gasp of
pleasure. Another graze, this one closer, the warmth of his lips heating hers.
Crazy
tumbles of feelings filled her. Stirrings of desire and need flowed through
her, and in that instant, all she knew was that she wanted to kiss this man. Had
to kiss him. Would die if she didn’t kiss him. Right. This. Second.
Her
lips pressed his, and her body sprang to life. She inched closer, and the
blanket on her lap slipped away. She gripped his muscled forearms as he pulled
her tight against him. Matching her desire, he kissed her back with a ferocity
that she hadn’t felt in years.
His
hand slid down her back, cupping her bottom then drawing her legs around his
waist, and there was no denying that he wanted her.
She
pulled him closer, wrapping her bare legs around him and clutching his back.
His
hands left trails of fire as they slid up her legs, caressing and stroking her
skin. A flush of heat swept through her. She couldn’t catch her breath. As much
as she wanted this, it was happening so fast.
She
drew back, gasping for air, trying to tamp down the panic rising in her chest.
“Hold on.”
Jennie Marts loves to make readers laugh as she weaves stories filled with love, friendship and intrigue. She writes for Entangled Publishing and is the Kindle Bestselling author of the Page Turners series, which includes the romantic comedies: Another Saturday Night & I Ain’t Got No Body, Easy Like Sunday Mourning, and Just Another Maniac Monday. Reviewers call her books “laugh out loud” funny and full of great characters that are “endearing and relatable.”
She writes from the mountains of Colorado where she lives with her husband, two sons, a golden retriever named Cooper and a Sheltie puppy named Maggie. Jennie enjoys being a member of Romance Writers of America (RWA), Colorado Indie Authors, and Pikes Peak Writers.
Jennie is addicted to Diet Coke and adores Cheetos. She loves playing volleyball and believes you can’t have too many books, shoes or friends.
Jennie loves to hear from readers. Follow her on Facebook at Jennie Marts Books , or Twitter at @JennieMarts.
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Jennie MartsAuthor with Entangled Publishing
Tucked Away- coming Spring 2015!
Kindle Bestselling Author of the Page Turners Series
Book 1- Another Saturday Night and I Ain't Got No Body
Book 2- Easy Like Sunday Mourning
Book 3- Just Another Maniac Monday
A Halloween Hookup- A Between the Pages Novella- available in SHIVER: 13 Sexy Tales of Humor and Horror Anthology
A Cowboy For Christmas- A Between the Pages Novella- available December 2014
www.jenniemarts.com
Tucked Away- coming Spring 2015!
Kindle Bestselling Author of the Page Turners Series
Book 1- Another Saturday Night and I Ain't Got No Body
Book 2- Easy Like Sunday Mourning
Book 3- Just Another Maniac Monday
A Halloween Hookup- A Between the Pages Novella- available in SHIVER: 13 Sexy Tales of Humor and Horror Anthology
A Cowboy For Christmas- A Between the Pages Novella- available December 2014
www.jenniemarts.com
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Rowan's Ascension
Wicked Witches of the West #1
by Beth Williamson
Blurb:
A rancher and witch. A down on his luck cowboy. A love foretold for hundreds of years.
A rancher and witch. A down on his luck cowboy. A love foretold for hundreds of years.
People called them the Wicked Witches of the West from the time the Murphy triplets were five and accidentally set their house on fire. Nothing they did disabused the notion they were different from the rest of the children in Saddlebrook, Wyoming. After their mother died giving birth to them, the girls were in the care of their father, big Gus Murphy, who didn’t know a thing about how to raise three little girls.
Much less little witches.
When the Triad Ranch is at its lowest point, and Gus injured, Rowan, the eldest, runs the horse ranch as best she can, but things are desperate. Then Jesse Nelson appears and she recognizes him as the boy and then man of her dreams—her mate. She is drawn to him as her powers strengthen with each passing moment.
Jesse doesn’t know what to make of the crazy ranch, or the oddball characters on it, but he is hungry and alone. Rowan is everything he ever wanted and all that he can’t have. Little does he know what awaits him and Rowan when the world around them explodes with magic, black and white.
When Rowan ascends to her true power with her cowboy at her side, she and her sisters have to use their combined strength to triumph or die in the darkest of magic.
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Rowan’s stomach jumped like a pack of frogs had taken
up residence inside her. The man’s appearance had knocked her sideways. She
hadn’t spent a lot of time around men in her life, but she’d never had a
physical reaction to one. Her pulse thundered right along with her heart, which
made her a little dizzy.
When she’d seen the man on the porch, it stole her
breath. A rush of energy, of knowledge, of connection hit her square between
the eyes.
It was him.
The man she’d been dreaming of since she was a girl
and he was a boy. The dreams spanned more than ten years, some vivid as though
she could reach out and touch him, and others were vague impressions, like
pictures painted on moving water. But they always featured him, a boy, then a
man, she’d never met.
Until today.
As she walked back to the house from the barn, she
lost her balance, almost falling on her face. Thank God Jesse had stayed with
Talulla in the barn or she’d really be embarrassed. Rowan rushed into the house
and closed the door with a bang. She leaned against it and took a few deep
breaths.
“Rowan?” Bird stood in the doorway to the kitchen
frowning, her auburn eyebrows in a deep V on her forehead. “Come in here now.”
She led her to the table and pushed her into a chair. “What happened?” She
peered at her, looking for some sign of what was going on.
Rowan wanted to tell her about the man, how she’d
hired him and how the horse liked him, but what came out of her mouth was, “I
met him.”
The housekeeper sat down beside her, surprise evident
on her face. “Are you sure?”
Rowan nodded. “It was like somebody had punched me. It
was the strangest feeling. I knew him
and I think he felt it too. Bird, I wanted to touch him, to make sure he was
real.” She pressed her head into the table, the familiar smell of the wood
helping to bring her back into control. “I couldn’t read him, either. His mind
was like a blank slate.”
Bird rubbed her back. “Take a few deep breaths if you
can. I’ll make some special tea.”
Rowan wanted to say no. The “special” tea always
tasted like old socks. She knew it was to help her focus, important when they
were practicing their powers and spells. Now, though, she didn’t want to focus.
She wanted to escape.
Bird steeped the tea for exactly two minutes before
she set the cup down in front of Rowan. Under the careful eye of her teacher
and friend, Rowan grudgingly drank the tea, making a face with each swallow.
After it was gone, she felt better, even if the aftertaste was hideous.
Nodding in approval, Bird finally spoke. “Did he look
like he did in the dreams?”
“No, yes, I don’t know. I was too distracted to pay
much attention.” Rowan took Bird’s hands in her own. “When I saw him, though, I
knew it was him. I just knew.”
Bird nodded. “You have to trust in that. Don’t doubt
yourself.”
“I don’t know, Bird. I never felt anything like that
before. What if he’s not what I’ve dreamed?”
“He’s been your companion since you were a child. He
was meant to be here. You shouldn’t question that.” Bird patted Rowan’s hands
with her tiny ones. “You aren’t the only one who has dreamed of your mate. Your
sisters have as well. It’s common amongst our kind.”
Your mate.
That was the part that scared Rowan. A mate implied a
lifelong partnership, someone she would grow old with, create a life with. The
rough-looking stranger at the door didn’t appear to be the type to settle down.
He was big, with broad-shoulders, lean hips and a ranginess to him that implied
he hadn’t had an easy life. His expression was cut from stone and his eyes,
well, they were cut from dark amber, deep and hard.
“Why him though?”
“I don’t know. He was chosen for you just as you were
chosen for him. The spirits do not tell us why.” Bird squeezed her hands. “Just
as I was chosen to teach the three of you.”
The housekeeper was more than a teacher, and she knew
it. Bird had become the mother they never had, and they all loved her fiercely.
They would not be the women they were without Bird.
Rowan looked down at their joined hands and finally
admitted what she was feeling, down in her gut. “I’m scared.”
“Trust in your instincts, Rowan, and in your powers.
They will guide you.”
“But what if—”
A knock at the door stopped her mid-sentence. It was
Jesse. Her gaze flew from the door, then back to Bird’s but the housekeeper
just raised one brow and waited.
“Better to embrace life then let it pass you by. You
were the one who recognized him, remember?” Bird made sense, as she always did,
but that didn’t mean Rowan had to like it.
As she walked to the door, Rowan pressed a hand to her
stomach and took a deep breath. It helped a little but as soon as she opened
the door, she had the same rush of intensity from minutes earlier.
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by Laura Drake
Blurb
A Love as Bold as a Texas Sunset . . .
Ex-army medic Katya Smith has always healed other people's pain. Now she has to deal with her own. Taking a job as an athletic trainer on the Pro Bull Riding circuit seems like the perfect escape from her grief-except Katya doesn't know anything about bulls, and even less about the tough men who ride them. She doesn't expect to fall for the sport, or for one tantalizing cowboy who tumbles her defenses.
For rodeo champion Cam Cahill, fifteen years of bucking bulls have taken their toll on his body. Before he retires, he wants a final chance at the world title-and he doesn't need some New Age gypsy telling him how to do his job. But when the stunning trainer with the magical hands repairs more than his worn muscles, everything changes. Soon Cam finds himself trying to persuade Katya to forgive her past so she can build a future . . . with him.
Ex-army medic Katya Smith has always healed other people's pain. Now she has to deal with her own. Taking a job as an athletic trainer on the Pro Bull Riding circuit seems like the perfect escape from her grief-except Katya doesn't know anything about bulls, and even less about the tough men who ride them. She doesn't expect to fall for the sport, or for one tantalizing cowboy who tumbles her defenses.
For rodeo champion Cam Cahill, fifteen years of bucking bulls have taken their toll on his body. Before he retires, he wants a final chance at the world title-and he doesn't need some New Age gypsy telling him how to do his job. But when the stunning trainer with the magical hands repairs more than his worn muscles, everything changes. Soon Cam finds himself trying to persuade Katya to forgive her past so she can build a future . . . with him.
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About the author:
In Texas, Laura was introduced to her first rodeo, and fell in love. She's an avid fan of Pro Bull Riding (PBR,) attending any event within driving distance, including two PBR National finals. She is hard at work at her next novel.
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FORGIVE ME
by Eliza Freed
Blurb
The thing he loves most in the world will kill him. It's only a matter of time . . .College student Charlotte O'Brien is lost and she can't find her way home. Devastated by her parents' tragic deaths, she aches for any kind of connection…and finds it in a man who is all wrong for her. Jason Leer is a rough-hewn steer wrestler from Oklahoma-and the hottest thing Charlotte has ever laid eyes on. Yet he has his own dark secrets…
Burying herself in Jason, Charlotte soon discovers that life doesn't have to be so painful. When they're together their passion eclipses everything-and Charlotte can finally begin to see a way out of the darkness of her past. Fighting for a future with Jason won't be easy, but for the first time since her parents' deaths, this lost soul might have finally found a place that feels like home.
Burying herself in Jason, Charlotte soon discovers that life doesn't have to be so painful. When they're together their passion eclipses everything-and Charlotte can finally begin to see a way out of the darkness of her past. Fighting for a future with Jason won't be easy, but for the first time since her parents' deaths, this lost soul might have finally found a place that feels like home.
About the author:
Eliza Freed graduated from Rutgers University and returned to her hometown in rural South Jersey. Her mother encouraged her to take some time and find herself. After three months of searching, she began to bounce checks and her neighbors began to talk; her mother told her to find a job.
She settled into Corporate America, learning systems and practices and the bureaucracy that slows them. Eliza quickly discovered her creativity and gift for story telling as a corporate trainer and spent years perfecting her presentation skills and studying diversity. It's during this time she became an avid observer of the characters we meet and the heartaches we endure. Her years of study have taught her laughter is the key to survival, even when it's completely inappropriate.
She currently lives in New Jersey with her family and a misbehaving beagle named Odin. An avid swimmer, if Eliza is not with her family and friends, she'd rather be underwater. While she enjoys many genres, she has always been a sucker for a love story...the more screwed up the better.
She settled into Corporate America, learning systems and practices and the bureaucracy that slows them. Eliza quickly discovered her creativity and gift for story telling as a corporate trainer and spent years perfecting her presentation skills and studying diversity. It's during this time she became an avid observer of the characters we meet and the heartaches we endure. Her years of study have taught her laughter is the key to survival, even when it's completely inappropriate.
She currently lives in New Jersey with her family and a misbehaving beagle named Odin. An avid swimmer, if Eliza is not with her family and friends, she'd rather be underwater. While she enjoys many genres, she has always been a sucker for a love story...the more screwed up the better.
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