Showing posts with label Heather Rainier. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heather Rainier. Show all posts

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Day 2: Hottest Male Contest


Welcome back to Day 2 of nominations for the Hottest Male character in literature. 

Remember: the 10 males with the most nominations wins, so keep coming back. 

Plus, each time you do is another entry into the gift bag. 
You can check out the complete basket on DAY 1 post. 

Each time you come back, check out these awesome authors found in the basket. 
 


Heather Rainier is giving away a print copy of Her Gentle Giant, plus a Sweary Words adult coloring book. 

Her Gentle Giant is Book 2 of the Divine Creek Ranch series, but can be read as a stand-alone. 

AMAZON Link

Eli Wolf provides security at The Dancing Pony Nightclub in Divine, Texas. He'd like to provide security and a whole lot more for the beautiful and voluptuous Rachel Lopez. Rachel yis attracted to this cross between a huge Viking and Indian warrior brave, but knows her jealous nature will keep them from being happy together. Can she compete with the women who flock to him like moths to a flame at the nightclub?

When her apartment burns down, Eli is determined to make her a permanent houseguest. Can she deny the attraction she feels when he's always made it abundantly clear she's the only woman he wants? Tragedy strikes, and Eli and Rachel are forced to relive painful memories from their pasts. Eli proves he's willing to do what it takes to protect and avenge her, and Rachel discovers the inner woman who longs to live life with no regrets.






AJ Adams is donating an Ebook of her novel Beast.

AMAZON Link

He stuck the knife in the ground and stripped off his leathers. The tunic came off, revealing a long, lean, muscled torso, covered in tattoos. Snakes ran up and down his arms, his pecs and his shoulders. A skull blazed on his chest. 
Then he was pushing apart my legs, settling between my thighs, leaning over me. He smelled of smoke, leather and musk. It was terrifying, like being at the mercy of an animal. 


Falsely accused, Wynne is determined to clear her name. However, a trip to petition the Steward at Brighthelme turns disastrous when the Beasts, fearsome warriors from the frozen north, raze the city. When Wynne is carried away, she’s determined to regain her freedom but Rune, her captor, has other ideas.  

Beast is set in Prydain, an imaginary place that combines Anglo-Saxon England with Medieval England, the Teutonic Kingdom and the Viking Age. This story contains dubious consent and graphic violence, however, it is a love story rather than a dark romance. It is a standalone novel; no cliff-hangers. 



Kasey Belle is giving away 
1 ebook copy of Their Cajun Queen, Copper Creek Pack, Book One and Healing Cathy, Copper Creek Pack, Book Two

AMAZON Link 
Fiona is certain Fate is a mean kid with a magnifying glass who, for twenty-six years, has  given her the proverbial middle finger and it doesn’t seem like Fate’s going to get bored any time soon. 
Something bad always follows her something good. 

At twenty-three, Fiona Lafont became a widow and single mother when her Navy SEAL husband was killed in Afghanistan and has spent the last three years picking up the pieces and building a life for her daughter. When an unexpected visitor from her past threatens to destroy everything, she runs to Copper Creek, TX and her husband’s best friend, Kell, for help. In Texas, she finds more than protection, she discovers a whole new world.
For years Copper Creek Pack Alpha Declan and Beta Cade Creed have searched for their mate. When they discover their cousin Kell’s friend Fiona is their mate, they realize finding the feisty little Cajun widow was the easiest part of the journey. In order to claim her, they must earn her trust, protect her from those intent on harming her, heal her grieving heart, and convince her she is their destiny.

On the verge of another something good, Fiona must decide if she can let go of her grief and risk it all once more, for a second chance at love. 

Will the dangerous men pursuing her, find her, and ruin her chance at happily ever after?


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Friday, May 6, 2016

Heather Rainier blog take-over: interviews, excerpts, sales & a FREE novella


How Cassie Got Her Grind Back
a Divine Creek Ranch novel
by Heather Rainier
How Cassie Got Her Grind Back can be pre-ordered now!

Book Blurb:



Cassie Villalobos promised Samson and Ivan Cutter on the day they graduated high school that she would pursue her dreams of becoming a singer-songwriter, no matter what.


Raised under the dictatorial thumb of her father, Cassie’s promise went unfulfilled. Newly single, her hands are full running her coffee shop, Divine Drip, and dealing with her aging parents, and lothario ex-husband.


Samson and Ivan left Divine after graduation, never intending to return, but they’ve never forgotten their love for Cassie.


Banked embers flare between the three at their thirty year class reunion. Although she has friends in ménages, Cassie is intimidated by the desire of two men, believing she is past her prime and the men set out to change her mind.

Samson’s passion for sadism is balanced by Ivan’s easy affection, and Cassie finds the combination irresistible. Hope flares for fulfilling all her dreams while stirring the distorted illusions of someone obsessed with controlling her.

Read further for an interview with Samson and Ivan, plus an Excerpt from How Cassie Got Her Grove Back...But first, Heather has more books releasing!!!!


Insider’s Guide to the Divine Creek Ranch Collection



Blurb:

Another exciting offering coming May 6th for lovers of the series and readers who would like an overview of each book, PLUS there's a novella, AND it's FREE!

Dive into the iconic world of Heather Rainier’s Divine Creek Ranch and explore the inspirations for the series.

The guide gives an overview of each book, offers Heather’s insights into her writing, character summaries, music playlists, and her favorite excerpts from each book. It also features an original Divine Creek Ranch ménage novella entitled Divine Déjà Vu, which is available only with the guide.

In Divine Déjà Vu, LuAnn and Maynard have moved on from their dramatic first encounter in Divine Phoenix. Eight months along in their relationship, Mayn returns home with an unexpected guest. LuAnn’s introduction to Mayn’s brother Daniel is eerily similar to her first meeting with Mayn. As they overcome embarrassing circumstances to explore the undeniable pull LuAnn feels for both brothers, can she deal with the prospect of another long distance relationship?



Box Set:
Divine Grace, Her Gentle Giant (Parts 1 & 2), Heavenly Angel



Blurb:

More excitement coming on May 6th! Siren-BookStrand is releasing the Divine Creek Ranch Collection boxed set, Volume One for $4.99. All three stories bundled together at a fantastic price for 500,000+ words...


In Divine Grace, with the help of three gorgeous men Grace is able to free herself from an abusive boyfriend. Jack, Ethan, and Adam know they have found the one woman they want to pleasure and protect, but the real difficulty comes in convincing her that their interest is in far more than just a fling. For them, this is forever.

In Her Gentle Giant, Part 1: No Regrets, Eli Wolf, a cross between Viking and Indian warrior, has found in Rachel Lopez someone infinitely more compelling than the women who flock to him nightly as security at The Dancing Pony Nightclub. When Rachel’s apartment burns down, Eli invites her to stay with him and begins the work of overcoming Rachel’s jealous nature, the one thing that could keep them apart.

In Her Gentle Giant, Part 2: Remember to Dance, as Rachel and Eli prepare for a future together, painful memories surface from Rachel’s past. Though she protests to be unaffected by them, Eli is not so fast to forgive. He recruits the men of Divine Creek Ranch in his effort to correct the offense. Rachel confronts a test of her own as she decides once and for all whether her trust in Eli is absolute.

In Heavenly Angel, Angel Martinez spends months patiently coaxing the beautiful Teresa out of her self-imposed shell. Teresa has left a painful past behind in order to begin a new life for her and her son. She cares deeply for the Divine Creek Ranch foreman but, just as she is ready to let her guard down, the arrival of Joaquin, Angel’s brother, throws her for a loop. Now her efforts of moving on are doubly tested as she considers the alluring possibility of having both the heavenly Angel and the devilish Joaquin.



Meet the Heroes of 
How Cassie got Her Grind Back

Samson Cutter, late 40s

Occupation: Emergency Services Dispatcher (911 operator). He served as an MP in the Army, and then as a police officer in Morehead, before being injured in the line of duty put him in the desk job. He’s also a Dominant at Hazelle House, an exclusive BDSM club in Morehead. He’s very popular among the masochists and submissives…now he just needs the right one to satisfy his darker cravings and lonely night.

Samson’s Favorites:

Food: Steak and baked potato, with a salad alongside it. Maybe. Ivan also makes a crawfish etouffee that he wouldn’t pass up.

Color: Red

Books: Classic sci-fi, like Ray Bradbury, Jules Verne,  Robert Heinlein, and also some Michael Crichton.

Movies: the classic sci-fi action movies like Terminator, Alien, Predator

Band: AC/DC – I don’t “get” a lot of the tunes Joseph plays on the sound system at Hazelle House and I’m usually so busy I tune them out anyway. I like classic rock.

Song: Back in Black

Quote: “Life is hard; it’s harder when you’re stupid” by John Wayne. There’s also a more recent favorite from my good friend, Bunny Carrigan: “It’s not gonna spank itself, Sir.” Yeah, I know it’s not necessarily original with her but that little redhead is a hoot, and she sure keeps my friend Joseph on his toes.

TV Show: M*A*S*H (Yeah, I’m old school, I know.)

Holiday: Christmas

Sport: Football. Is there any other? And yeah, Dallas Cowboys rule! And Ivan can suck it.



Which Do You Prefer?

Pepsi or Coke: Coke (with bourbon)

Boxers or Briefs: Boxer briefs or Commando (Why do people want to know this?)

Angelina Jolie or Jennifer Aniston: Uh, Marilyn Monroe or Sophia Loren. Please.

Die Hard or Terminator: Terminator

Ford or Chevy: Chevy! Ford sucks! Ivan sucks more.

Steak or Chicken: Always steak. Rare.

Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Trek

Beer or Wine: Beer.

Interview with Samson

What is your most cherished possession? By this question I assume you mean inanimate objects. I try not to get too hung up on possessions but if pressed I’d have to say my impact toy collection, mainly whips that I’m especially fond of using, and my book collection.

How do you feel about being the center of attention? I don’t mind it. I like being in a leadership role which often means having eyes on me. At the club, I don’t generally notice, especially during scenes. My focus needs to remain on whoever I’m working with. I take that responsibility seriously.

What makes you blush? Compliments…and questions about what kind of underwear I prefer to wear.

What makes you laugh out loud? The stuff Bunny says to Joseph at Hazelle House just to see how he reacts, usually with a ball gag and a paddle…or orgasm torture if she’s especially naughty.

How do you feel, generally, about the opposite sex? Unworthy, and I mean that in the larger sense and not as a lack on my part. I grew up with loving parents and in general I love the fairer sex. I think they’re stronger than men in almost every way except for possibly the physical sense…but then I think of them giving birth and yeah, nope. They’re stronger all the way around.

What is your worst habit? Not going to the gym more. And maybe cussing.

Do you have any irrational fears or phobias? Heights really bug me.

How do you think your exes would describe you? Distant, maybe? I think in the back of my mind I was holding out because no one compared to Cassie.

How deeply does your job / social role define you as a person? To a high degree. I like being in a position of leadership and direction, whether it’s on the job or at the BDSM club. People rely on me and I enjoy that role

What are you the most hopeless at? Small talk. I hate wasting time with chit-chat. I prefer action to talking.

What would you never do, no matter the price? Cheat in a committed relationship. In my line of work in both the military and as a police officer I’ve seen a lot of it, as well as the consequences and the collateral damage.



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Ivan Cutter, late 40s

Occupation: Executive Chef at Hermione in Morehead, Texas. He had dreams of attending college on a football scholarship but those were dashed when he was injured his senior year. His knee injury also kept him from his Plan B which was to serve in the Army along with Samson so he went to school and became a chef. He worked for Texas’ most mercurial and demanding restaurateur, Hermione Jones, creating great meals, feeding lots of people, and enjoying life…and then a gorgeous brunette from his past came back into his life.



Ivan’s Favorites:

Food: Any kind of food if it’s well prepared. I have a special place in his heart for a good spicy shrimp/crab/crawfish boil eaten outdoors with an ice cold beer.

Color: Green and blue

Book: Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and sci-fi fantasy graphic novels. Oh, and Shakespeare.

Movie: See up above translated into movie form.

All-time Favorite Singer: Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble

Song: I love too many songs to have a favorite. Top three: “Pride and Joy” by Stevie Ray Vaughan; “Stuck On You” by Sugarland; and “When a Man Loves a Woman” by Percy Sledge.

Quote: “If you can’t stand the heat get out of the kitchen,” from Harry Truman,  and from Shakespeare, “When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.” I always thought that last one was pretty romantic.

TV Show: I work so many nights I don’t have any favorite television shows, although I was a big fan of “Dirty Jobs” and “Friends” which I can usually find late night on reruns somewhere on satellite.

Holiday: Christmas

Sport: Football. Oh, and the Dallas Cowboys SUCK! *cough*So does Samson*cough*



Which Do You Prefer?

Pepsi or Coke: Cherry Coke with real cherries, not the bottled stuff.

Boxers or Briefs: Cotton knit briefs. Gotta be cotton because the kitchen gets hot and I wouldn’t want a heat rash, ya know.

Die Hard or Terminator: Die Hard, of course! “Yippee-Ki-Yay, Motherfucker!”

Ford or Chevy: Fords Rule! (I said that just to piss Samson off. *cough*Chevy’s suck!*cough*

Steak or Chicken: Either if it’s cooked right.

Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Wars

Beer or Wine: Wine



What is your most cherished possession? My knife collection and my cookbook collection.

How do you feel about being the center of attention? Love it!

What makes you blush? Nothing, honey. That’s just the heat from my Viking stove.

How do you feel, generally, about the opposite sex? Love them. LOVE THEM. Especially this gorgeous brunette I knew in high school. Man, she was an angel. Too bad she wound up with a total dickhead who didn’t deserve to kiss the soles of her feet.

What is your worst habit? I’m bad about forgetting to return calls. I tend to procrastinate. Oh, and I suck at parking.

Do you have any irrational fears or phobias? Clothes shopping.

How do you think your exes would describe you? Too committed to my career and the long hours restaurants keep. And when I’m not cooking I’m talking about cooking…or thinking about cooking.

How deeply does your job / social role define you as a person? Deeply. I want to feed everyone. It’s genetic. My mom is the same way.

What’s your favorite smell? Remember that brunette I mentioned earlier? She owns a coffee shop and bakery in Divine, and a friend of mine brought me one of her fancy cupcakes in a gift box. I opened that box and this heavenly aroma of vanilla bean, hazelnut, and some exotic spice... My mouth is watering just thinking about it. Now I associate that smell with my memories of her.

What are you the most hopeless at? Understanding women. I think I need a woman who likes to cook as much as I do and then we might understand each other.

What would you never do, no matter the price? Bungee jumping. And cheating in a relationship. Never gonna happen, either one.

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Find out what happens when Samson and Ivan encounter the woman who has haunted their dreams and fueled fantasies for decades

Order your copy of How Cassie Got Her Grind Back today!



Excerpt from How Cassie Got Her Grind Back:

“Whatever you do, Samson, don’t give her the steely-eyed dominant stare. And what are you? A nervous thirteen-year-old girl calling her BFF for pointers on how to act around the boy she likes?”

Samson had called Ivan while waiting for Joseph and Bunny’s wedding to get started to let him know Cassie was in attendance. Samson watched as the woman of their dreams entered the hallway outside the suite Bunny had been holed up in for the last two hours.

Samson scowled at his phone and then put it back to his ear. Chuckling silently, Jack Warner looked over at him and lifted his chin inquiringly at the phone. Samson shook his head and looked down at the floor. “Lower your voice, man. I just wanted you to know she was here. I guess she’s one of Bunny’s bridesmaids or attendants. I didn’t know they were that close. Shit.” He wasn’t smooth like his brother, and the first thing he’d thought when he’d laid eyes on her was to call Ivan.

“When you get a chance, just slide on up to her and start a conversation with her. Don’t give her the stare.”

“What stare?”

“The one you give people who you want to do your bidding. Probably the same one you use when you want to beat on one of your poor masochists.”

“They’re not my ‘poor masochists,’ fucker,” he ground out as he walked a short distance down the hallway. “I only give them what they need, and I would think you’d know that by now since you know how to use Google. I’m not a monster.” Jack snorted in amusement and Samson stepped farther down the hall.

Ivan’s chuckle on the other end made him grind his teeth. “No, you’re a big squeez-y teddy bear. You got all that growling out of your system now? Take a deep breath and…just smile at her. Offer to get her a glass of champagne. Dance with her. Don’t say anything about the past, and for fuck’s sake, don’t tell her you like to spank naughty girls.”

Samson grinned, imaging for a split second how her lush bare butt cheek would feel under his hand. “At least not yet.”

“Just never in front of me, okay?”

“She’s in a mansion housing a BDSM club, and she’s friends with several subs. I think they’ve talked. So it shouldn’t come as any big surprise to her. Fine, I won’t say anything about my sadistic tendencies, okay?”

“And I wouldn’t say anything about attending the class reunion. Just let her be surprised.”

“I wasn’t going to since you need to be with us before I say anything about…you know.”

“Right. So just establish you’re the nice guy she remembers and you’re still single. And try not to give her the impression she’s in your sights.”

“Our sights.”

“Whatever. I’m not getting my hopes up until I get a green light from her. I have to go. My ganache is thickening.”

Gazing at her delicious form from the rear, he admired the sensual sway of her hips and the graceful curve of her bare back and neck as she moved past a window. “That’s not the only thing thickening. Later.”

“Pervert.”





Thank you note from Heather Rainier:

It’s always a pleasure to share the world of Divine, Texas with erotic romance readers. Thank you so much for hosting me today, and giving me a chance to share my stories with your followers.

Seize the day, Baby! Heather Rainier


$10 Strandbucks Giveaway
Heather will randomly chose 1 comment from this May 6th's post to win the giftcard.  You must leave a contact email addy to win. 








Thursday, December 3, 2015

2015 Hottest Cowboy: Day 2

Vote at
http://www.innergoddessforum.com/2015/12/2015-hottest-cowboy-voting.html
 
Who will win the coveted HOTTEST COWBOY Beltbuckle?

Which cowboy could you ride off into the sunset with?
Which cowboy really knows how to use his rope?

Nominate your cowboy bookboyfriend today!!!
We will be taking nominations Dec. 2-7 from YOU, the readers.  Then on the 8-9th, we will have a run-off vote between the cowboys who received the top 10 most nominations.  So be sure to come back each day to nominate.

Each day, we will promos from our Grand Prize packages.  Each time you nominate/vote for a cowboy, you get an entry into the random drawing.  Come back Dec. 10 to see who won the coveted titled of

Hottest Cowboy

The two Grand Prize packages will be offered. Come back each day to re-nominate and to see more information about these books.  
Grand Prize A

Natalie Alder - an ecopy of Crewel Work 
Elizabeth Otto - $20 Amazon gift card 
Sable Hunter - Kindle copies of Texas Wildfire and Texas C.H.A.O.S 
Victoria Vane - signed paperback: SLOW HAND
Randi Alexander - paperback of Jackson: Sons of Dusty Walker
Cara Covington - $20 Strandbucks gc  
Cat Johnson - signed paperbacks: One Night With a Cowboy & Midnight Ride
Elle James - signed paperback Heir to Murder

Grand Prize B 
 Tina Donahue - 3 ebooks from backlist of 25 titles
Desiree Holt - Naked Cowboys mug & tote, $25 AMZ gc

Victoria Saccenti - signed paperback of Destiny's Plan & swag
Victoria Vane - 3 signed paperbacks: SLOW HAND, ROUGH RIDER, SHARP SHOOTIN’ COWBOY
Donna Michaels - $10 AMZ gc
Sahara Roberts - $10 Amazon Gift Card
Sabrina York  - ecopy from backlist
Heather Rainier - an e-copy of Tangled in Divine and a swag bag

Check out all of the Hottest Cowboy Posts!

Visit All the Daily Cowboy Posts

Day 1:  Donna Michaels, Sable Hunter

Day 2: Cara Covington, Heather Rainier, Victoria Vane


Nominees 
You can view the nominees and winners from 2014 here.

You can view a nightly recap of 2015 nominees thus far here.  


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Love Under Two Drifters
Lusty, Texas
by Cara Covington


Blurb:

Laci Sinclair came to Lusty at the urging of her best friend, Chloe Jessop. The last thing she needs is romance. So how did Trace and Lucas Benedict get under her skin so fast?

Trace and Lucas leave Montana to find a place of their own, with a stop to visit their cousins in Lusty. Once they meet Laci, they know their drifter days are over. Though leery of working with family again, they give their cousins the benefit of the doubt and decide pretty fast they like family, Lusty style.

They hope to cure Laci’s relationship reluctance with two men ten years her junior by offering to be her “friends with benefits.” But they soon discover she’s hiding something from them—and that something could end their love before it ever truly begins.

Meanwhile, Ricoh Stone knows it’s time to find out about Angela Monroe’s past, and he turns to a rodeo  friend who now lives in Divine—Julián Alvarez.

A Siren Erotic Romance


Genre: erotic romance, contemporary, Cowboy Ménage a Trois, M/F/M, HEA


Series: Lusty, Texas #23


Publisher: SirenBookstrand


Release Date: September 22, 2015


ISBN: 9781632597847


Length: 60,800 words; PDF 213 pages


Formats: eBook; print to come




Author Bio and Links:


Morgan has been a writer since she was first able to pick up a pen. In the beginning it was a hobby, a way to create a world of her own, and who could resist the allure of that? Then as she grew and matured, life got in the way, as life often does.


She got married and had three children, and worked in the field of accounting, for that was the practical thing to do and the children did need to be fed. And all the time she was being practical, she would squirrel herself away on quiet Sunday afternoons, and write.


Most children are raised knowing the Ten Commandments and the Golden Rule. Morgan’s children also learned the Paper Rule: thou shalt not throw out any paper that has thy mother’s words upon it.


Believing in tradition, Morgan ensured that her children’s children learned this rule, too.


Life threw Morgan a curve when, in 2002, she underwent emergency triple by-pass surgery. Second chances are to be cherished, and with the encouragement and support of her husband, Morgan decided to use hers to do what she’d always dreamed of doing: writing full time.


Morgan has always loved writing romance. It is the one genre that can incorporate every other genre within its pulsating heart. Romance showcases all that human kind can aspire to be. And, she admits, she’s a sucker for a happy ending. Morgan also publishes as Cara Covington.


Morgan’s favorite hobbies are reading, cooking, and traveling – though she would rather you didn’t mention that last one to her husband. She has too much fun teasing him about having become a “Traveling Fool” of late.


Morgan lives in Southwestern Ontario, Canada, with a mysterious cat that just showed up one day, a dog that still has no dignity, and her husband of forty-two years, David.






Cara Covington’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/CaraCovington

Cara Covington’s Facebook Fan Page: facebook.com/pages/Cara-Covington/616302148428229

Cara Covington’s author page on Amazon: www.amazon.com/author/caracovington


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me-hr-dcrc-tangledindivine-fullTangled in Divine


Book 14 in the Divine Creek Ranch Collection


by Heather Rainier

~Robbed of her family’s legacy, Gwen Henderson blindly sets out to win it back. In Divine she finds employment until she rejoins the rodeo circuit for one more winning year. What she doesn’t foresee is getting tangled up with two cowboys who have her yearning for life in Divine when her dreams are in Colorado.
Rolling like a tumbleweed through life, Julián Alvarez takes the chance to be with Gwen, knowing she can’t stay permanently and his heart may be in ruins when she leaves.
Resigned to loneliness, Chris Potter believes his faults and lack of finesse may mean he’ll spend life looking out for others but never knowing love-until the day he sets eyes on a feisty cowgirl named Gwen.
Can she trade her dreams of life in Colorado for love in Divine, Texas-and is she even capable of leaving the two cowboys who have stolen her heart?

BUY LINKS:

http://www.heatherrainier.com/latest-titles/282-2/



STORY EXCERPT
Chris hummed along with Gary Allan as he sang “Right Where I Need To Be” on the radio while pulling into the drive-thru at Divine Drip. He had a hankering for a snack, and one of Cassie’s kolaches and a fresh cup of coffee would do the trick. He eased past the decrepit truck and horse trailer that were double-parked in the parking lot and shook his head. It looked like moving day for someone, since the horse trailer was filled to the roof with plastic bags, boxes, and drop cloth-covered furniture.
“Damn, I’d hate to be moving on Christmas Eve.”
The rig had crud caked to the wheel wells and fenders like it had come a great distance through snow, salt, mud, and ice, which was slowly melting into great clods on the ground around the tires. It was cold as a well digger’s ass in Divine but wherever that rig had come from it was even colder.
He pulled up to the drive-thru window and greeted Cassie when she ran up and opened it, gathering her sweater around her to ward off the frigid blast of air.
“Hey, Chris! I just pulled some fresh sausage kolaches from the oven! Want some coffee too?”
Chris grinned at the vivacious woman. “How you doin’, Cass? I’ll take a couple of those kolaches and the biggest cup of coffee you got.”
Cassie blushed as she set to work putting his order together and called out, “Cream and four sugars, coming up! You all ready for Christmas? Seeing family tomorrow?”
“No, I spent Saturday night at home with them and came back yesterday. Got to see my folks, my brothers and sisters, cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles—you name it, I saw it.”
“You’re from Junction, right? That must be nice to have so much family, and for them to be not too far away.”
“Yeah, it’s nice,” he said with a nod as she handed him his order of kolaches in a white paper bag. “But a little loud when we’re all talking, which is all the time. My ears are still ringing.”
“I can imagine! I put an extra kolache in there for you. Merry Christmas!” He returned her wishes and began to roll forward as Cassie called out. “Wait, Chris! Don’t forget your coffee!”
Chris stopped the truck with a jolt, and laughed as Cassie leaned out of the window with his big cup of coffee and he met her in the middle. “Merry Christmas to you too, Cass!”
He winked and rolled forward as she blew him a cheeky kiss. He heard a frightened yelp and a soft thump on the hood of the Dodge, and his heart lurched with fear.
Holy shit! Engage brain before accelerator!
He squinted out the windshield and his heart did a double take when he saw the frightened little face peeking out from the fuzzy Elmer Fudd hat that was just inches above the truck hood.
Oh God! Did I hit her?
He shifted into park and sat there, glued to his seat, staring like a dumbass, watching as the fear and pain left her deep blue eyes and was replaced by absolute fury.
She slammed her bare hand down on the hood and began shouting at him. Firing obscenities at him until the air practically turned blue, she was the most stupendously, majestically beautiful angry woman he’d ever seen in his life.
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“You stupid motherfucker! Don’t you have eyes? Where did you get your driver’s license from? A Cracker Jack box? You could’ve killed me, you big dumbass!” The guy in the black cowboy hat sat there frozen, staring at her for several long seconds, then suddenly he threw open his door. “You need a keeper—or–or—glasses! You blind dumbass mother—”
He climbed down from the truck and the rest of the epithets froze in her throat when he stood to his full height. He was enormous and he stood there staring silently at her, his expression unreadable as he closed the truck door and quickly crossed the distance between them.
She backed up, her heart in her throat and her elbow throbbing. She’d struck it against his grill in a reflexive movement when his vehicle had rolled toward her as she walked out of the coffee shop. He caught her by the upper arms and yanked her toward him as another vehicle pulled around his, the irritated driver tooting his horn and giving them a dirty look.
“Careful,” he murmured in a soft tone.
She jerked her arms loose from his big hands as another vehicle behind his in the drive-thru line honked at his truck, which was blocking the window.
The woman who worked behind the counter called out through the window, “Everything okay, Chris?”
Distracted, he turned his face away so she could see his craggy profile topped by his black felt cowboy hat and called out, “Yeah, I nearly hurt this little lady. I’ll move the truck. Sorry, Cassie!”
Little lady, please!
To her, he said, “I’ll be right back. Where are you parked?” He gently cupped her upper arms again as though he thought she needed steadying. The caring humanity in his touch nearly undid her. She couldn’t have that.
“Don’t bother. I’m fine. Jerk. Just watch where you’re going, damn it.” She tugged her arms from him again and gestured at her truck and horse trailer which looked really sad and dilapidated as the ice thawed and melted off of it, making a mess out of the neat little parking lot. This was the first day of above-freezing temperatures she’d seen since her little journey had begun but even then it was still frigidly cold and damp. “My vehicle is right there. Just”—she glanced into his deep brown eyes that were ringed with jet-black lashes—“leave me alone. I’ll be just fine .” It didn’t help when her voice cracked on the last word.
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Gwen pulled Chris down for a kiss as she slid her other hand down his chest to his groin. He brushed his lips against hers, his touch seeking, before he stroked her bottom lip and joined his mouth to hers. The girth of him filled her hand as she caressed the enormous steel pole in his jeans.
Holy shit! Santa brought me a pony!
She purposely looked into his eyes as she stroked his impressive length, her cunt tingling in anticipation. “Perfect.”
The relief in his expression made her heart ache as he kissed her again. Had he been rejected for his manhood too? She would need patience to fit that big cock inside her, but she was taking every inch to prove that he had nothing to worry about or to be ashamed of. He was perfect.
Delicious warmth pressed against her as Julián closed in behind her and pulled her hair back from her shoulder to kiss to her throat. He slid a hand between her and Chris to stroke her belly before his fingertips ventured to the waistband of her jeans. She gasped as he slid his hand straight down and fingered aside the crotch of her lace panties.
“You don’t waste any time, do you, Julián?” she panted excitedly.
In a husky drawl, he replied, “I’ve waited a long time for you, Gwen.” He raked his teeth over her shoulder, creating a flurry of hot tingles that danced over her flesh and centered in her clit. She cried out as his fingers invaded the slick cream coating her cunt.
“You’re soaked and ready for us, aren’t you, Gwen? So fucking hot and ready.”
“Yes! Oh yes!” She arched against him as he teased her aching, hot lips. As he kept up his finger play, she felt the beginnings of her climax but he chose that moment to withdraw, leaving her empty and unsatisfied. She ground back against his hardened cock, trying to stimulate herself to orgasm, but Julián gripped her hips with a negative grunt.
“Don’t stop! Julián, please!”
Frustration and desire made her mind hum as she sagged against Chris, and waited for Julián’s next move. Just like that, she was putty in their hands. Chris’s scent, a mixture of his soap and his own masculine essence filled her nostrils as she pressed her face against his thickly muscled chest. She realized they were whispering to each other right about the time they stopped and Julián stepped away from her.
Chris stroked her jaw and kissed her as Julián pulled her shirt out of her jeans and stroked her flesh as he slid it upward, sending tickling shivers racing over her torso.
Julián whispered, “I’ve been looking forward to this all day, woman. To feel your silky skin and to have my hands on this lush, gorgeous ass of yours.” He gripped her hips for a second before sliding his hands down to cup and squeeze her butt cheeks.
Her cunt pulsed and ached with rapacious need as he continued pushing the shirt up before Chris took over and removed it, breaking their kiss for only a moment before reconnecting.
He tasted of minty chewing gum and his own natural flavor and she pressed her lips against his, wanting more of him. He groaned softly as she pressed her breasts against him and his hands trembled as he fought the hooks that held the blue lace bra together at her back. There were several of them, because her breasts were abundant and she needed the support, but he eventually got her free of it.
Julián growled as he had similar challenges with the fly of her jeans and jerked her hips back from Chris where she kept rubbing against him. He finally got the button and zipper undone and she moaned again when his hot hands slid inside the denim confines and pushed them down.
“My boots,” she murmured against Chris’s lips.
Julián chuckled as he moved to the bed. “I like them right where they are for now. That way our little filly is nicely hobbled and at our mercy.”
She pulled her lips from Chris’s and peered dazedly at Julián who had taken his position at the end of Chris’s bed, his shirt now gone. His bare, black-furred chest and rippling abs were lit by the lamp light. She fantasized about running her fingers through all that sexy, manly hair and then his words registered.
“Oh, shit.”
Julián patted his denim-covered lap and chuckled. “Don’t worry. I think you’ll enjoy it more than not.”
She pooched out her lip in protest but her pussy clenched in anticipation. “I’m not so bad I need a spanking, am I?”
Julián smiled but determination was in his eyes. “Bad? Never, baby. Never But you took off without letting anyone know your destination. You never checked in with any of us. You camped all by yourself in a very unsafe place. You made truck repairs on the side of the road.”
“Huh? So I changed a couple of flat tires. Big deal.”
“Changed tires barehanded in the snow and ice.” He pointed at the bandages he’d helped apply that afternoon. “Patched broken linkage with baling wire on the side of the road.”
She gasped and looked at Chris accusingly, but he lifted his hands, chuckled, and said, “I didn’t say a word. Angel tattled on you.”
“Shit.”
“I checked it out too,” Julián growled. “You had to crawl under your truck to make that repair. I’m picturing you lying in the icy, dirty gravel on the side of the road.”
Gwen made a noise of disgust. “Would you rather that I stood there wringing my hands until the Chupacabra came and ate me?”
“Not funny, Chiquita.” He patted his lap, a glimmer of amusement warring with the concern in his eyes. “I love a self-sufficient woman but you put yourself in too much danger. I promised you a spanking and I’m more than ready to deliver it.”
BIO:  Heather's Bio:
Heather Rainier lives and writes in South Central Texas. Her stories offer up the content of her fantasies, with autobiographical humor, triumph and tragedy mixed in. 

Heather's love of romance fiction began as a teenager when her mom gave her copies of Kathleen Woodiwiss's "The Flame and the Flower" and Bertrice Small's "Skye O'Malley". To this day she's pretty sure that was her mom's version of the "birds and the bees" talk. 

Heather writes the type of novel she loves to read: More erotic and edgy than the mainstream, with plenty of sweet romance mixed in and a happily ever after guaranteed. Heather's favorite type of hero is the gentle, lovable giant but readers will discover a wide variety of heroes and alphas on the pages of her novels, from nearly perfect to very flawed. 

When not happily typing at her keyboard, Heather is usually busy corralling her kids, or loving on her smokin' hot husband, who thankfully loves to cook.

Heather invites readers to e-mail her at heather.rainier@yahoo.com and also to visit her website at www.heatherrainier.com


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Rough Rider
Hot Cowboy Nights 2
by Victoria Vane


One unforgettable night can last a lifetime...
Blurb
Two loves ...
Janice Combes has two loves, bucking bulls and Dirk Knowlton. But Dirk only has eyes for a dazzling rodeo queen. How can Janice ever compete while mired ankle-deep in manure? Exchanging playful banter with Dirk is all Janice can expect-until the stormy night he knocks on her door dripping wet and needing a place to crash.

Different Dreams...
Dirk Knowlton is living the cowboy dream. Life should be good-roping, branding, backing broncs, riding bulls, but there's a void he can't seem to fill. After getting hung up by a bull, he wonders if this is really the life he wants. Restless and rebellious, he bolts...but there's a certain cowgirl he can't forget.

When a battle-scarred Dirk returns to his Montana ranch he's determined to hang on at any cost. Janice has come back home to lick her own wounds. When old dreams turn to dust, can two wary hearts take another chance on love?







EXCERPT



He stared at her in incomprehension, his mind still reeling at her appearance. He still couldn’t believe she’d walked into his life after all this time. He didn’t understand her motivation either, but did he really care? He’d done his best to warn her, to chase her off even. He hadn’t exaggerated. He was a fucking wreck, one that no sane woman would take on. But here she was, sane or not, and he wanted her with a desire that penetrated his marrow. The same need shone in her eyes, the kind of deep physical, gut-wrenching need that he shared, and the only kind he could fulfill.
He mumbled a stream of curses before hoisting himself to his feet. “Last chance, Janice. I can only fuck things up and make you miserable. It’s all I’ve ever been good at.”
Nevertheless, he offered his hand.
Her brown eyes met his unwavering. “I’m a big girl, Dirk. I think I can take it.”
The softness in those eyes betrayed her tough words. That same softness and
vulnerability cried out to him. After six years in the marines, there was nothing soft left in him.
He wanted to bury himself in it…in her.

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