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One week from today…

Cowboy Leaning in Doorway of BarnThe Cowboy’s Last Goodbye releases!

Is anyone else excited? Let me see those hands waving in the air!

I thought you might enjoy a little teaser that begins at the beginning of Ben Morgan’s story.

Here is an excerpt from Chapter 1:


In every goodbye, we discover a new hello.

 The end of days had arrived.

Without warning, without a hint of impending doom, the day of reckoning swooped in, wreaking a path of havoc.

Ben Morgan teetered on the edge of his own personal apocalypse while those around him appeared impervious to the imminent danger.

The harbingers of destruction looked nothing like he’d imagined. No evil, ancient, otherworldly apparitions lingered, waiting to drag him to Purgatory.

It was far worse.

Cherub-cheeked toddlers with aquamarine eyes and impish grins rimmed in chocolate ice cream wiped their sticky fingers on his jeans, using their cuteness to batter against his defenses.

One moment, he’d been discussing plans for the wheat harvest with his brother, Brice. The next, he held a loaded diaper in his hand that smelled worse than the corpse of a dead skunk left to bake in the summer sun.

“Not cool, bro. Not cool at all.” Ben fought down the urge to gag and turned his head away from the stench as Brice laughed at him.

“Come on, Ben. It’s just Maizy’s diaper. Don’t be such a wuss.” Brice picked up his six-month-old daughter and blew on her tummy. She chortled and waved her chubby fingers in the air.

“I’m not a wuss, but this should be registered as toxic waste and handled by certified personnel in hazmat suits.” Ben grimaced as another whiff assaulted his nose. He tried to take a step toward the door, but the twins hanging onto his legs hampered his efforts.

“Give us a ride, Unca Ben!” Shane Thompson begged. “Pwease?”

“Pwease, Unca Ben?” Shiloh Thompson joined in his brother’s pleading.

“How can you say no to that?” Brice asked with a smirk. He tugged down Maizy’s frilly cotton dress and kissed her rosy cheek.

Ben rolled his eyes and shuffled toward the bedroom door with anchors on both feet. “I don’t suppose I can. Did their parents send them in here to torture me on purpose? Or is that a side benefit of the super powers you all automatically acquired when you began shooting out offspring?”

Affronted, Brice shook his head. “We aren’t exactly ‘shooting out offspring,’ as you so rudely put it. What’s the matter with you, today?”

“What’s the matter with me?” A scowl deepened vertical lines on Ben’s forehead as he glowered at his blissfully wed brother. “I haven’t had a moment of peace since you all walked in the door this morning. Cass made me give her so many piggyback rides, I think she might have ruptured something like my spleen. Emily cried until I played tea party with her. And these two…” Ben pointed to the boys clinging to his calves, “are about to give me charley horses the size of Clydesdales.”


Who is ready for February 4?



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Cowboy Leaning in Doorway of Barn

As a master of goodbyes,

                he never expected to fall in love…

With his siblings and friends all entangled in the state of matrimony, Ben Morgan is more determined than ever to remain blissfully single. Despite his vehement refusal to commit to a relationship, he can’t help but envision a future with the sweet, charming woman who unknowingly captures his heart.

Harper Hayes is an expert at bad relationships. After vowing never to wed, the idea enters her mind with alarming frequency after she meets Ben Morgan. Although the handsome cowboy makes it clear he’s only interested in having fun, Harper’s dog and crazy uncle have other ideas.

The Cowboy’s Last Goodbye available for pre-orders on Amazon

I’m working on final edits this week of Ben Morgan’s story, so I thought you might appreciate a little teaser. In this scene, Ben is babysitting Emily Thompson, Trent and Lindsay’s little girl, who arrived at the end of The Cowboy’s New Heart.



After parking his pickup, he slung the backpack over his shoulder and decided to carry Emily in her car seat up to his apartment. She didn’t even blink as he worked it free from the knot of seatbelts and bungee cords he’d used to secure it since he couldn’t figure out how to properly fasten it into his truck.

Some of his single female neighbors eyed him as he crossed the courtyard and waited for the elevator up to his apartment.

He could almost hear their biological clocks screaming that a baby-making machine was in their midst.

Lest anyone get any wild ideas, he opened the door to the stairs and took them two at a time up to his apartment.

Winded by the time he reached his door, he opened it and carried Emily inside.

Afraid to wake her, he knew she’d be more comfortable outside of the car seat, so he gently lifted her limp body and carried her into his bedroom. He adjusted the vents of his window air conditioning unit so they wouldn’t blow directly on her, then partially closed the door.

He took a cold Dr. Pepper from the fridge and sank onto his couch.

No one warned him how utterly exhausting it would be to keep track of one pink dress-wearing impish-grinning little, bitty girl.

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Without further ado… I’m pleased as punch to introduce –

Capturing Christmas

Rodeo Romance Book 3

Capturing Christmas Cover

Sometimes love arrives softly…

But it storms in like the blizzard of the century for one cowboy

Life is hectic on a good day for rodeo stock contractor Kash Kressley. Between dodging flying hooves and babying cranky bulls, he barely has time to sleep. The last thing Kash needs is the entanglement of a sweet romance, especially with a woman as full of fire and sass as Celia McGraw.

Confident and spirited rodeo photographer Celia McGraw is determined to capture the best images possible. Fearless, she’s the last person to back down from a challenge, even when it puts her in danger. However, her biggest risk isn’t found in the rodeo arena, but in the way her heart responds to one incredibly handsome stock contractor.

Will Kash and Celia capture the spirit of Christmas and each other’s hearts?

You can now preorder the book on Amazon!


And just for fun, here’s a teaser…


“Celia?” Kash ran to catch up to her, stepping in front of her so she had to either stop or plow right into him. She swerved and kept walking. Confused and flustered by her odd behavior, he rushed to catch up and gently grabbed her arm. “Celia? What’s going on?”

Celia yanked away from him, taking a step back. Fear glimmered in her eyes and repugnance rode her face. With no earthly clue what had put it there, he shoved his hands into his pockets, waiting for an explanation.

“Is this him?” the blonde woman beside her asked.

Celia merely nodded.

The woman slapped Kash across the face so hard he thought it might leave a permanent hand print.

“Hey, what was that for?” Kash rubbed his stinging cheek.

“Don’t play innocent with me, Kash Kressley. I warned you the other night to stay away from me and leave me alone. I mean it.” Celia scowled at him.

“The other night? What night?”

Celia scowled. It was bad enough Kash acted as if he’d done nothing wrong, but his pretense that he couldn’t remember what he’d done to her. “The night of the big barbecue when you… ” Her voice cracked. “Just leave me alone, Kash.” She turned and walked away.

“But I wasn’t even here that night.” Kash glanced from the woman to Celia’s retreating form. “Celia! Let me explain. I think you have me confused with…”

The little blonde reached up and slapped his other cheek for good measure then marched after Celia.

Insulted, mad, and ready to throttle his brother, Kash strode back to where his crew waited.

“Wow, boss. I don’t think that little lady liked you very much,” Mark said as he handed Kash Tru’s reins. “In fact, I’d say neither one of them care to speak to you.”


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Have you ever wondered what women from two different centuries would discuss?

Today, you can listen in as Filly Granger and Kenzie Morgan dish on life, love, and the holidays.

Amanda Righetti makes such a lovely Filly.

Amanda Righetti makes such a lovely Filly.

Filly is a wife, mother, and involved community member in The Christmas Bargain, a sweet Victorian romance taking place in 1893.

Daniela Ruha is exactly how I picture Kenzie.

Daniela Ruha is exactly how I picture Kenzie.

Kenzie Morgan is from the contemporary sweet romance The Christmas Cowboy. She works from home as a direct sales corporate program developer, is a wife and mother.

Welcome to you both. Tell us a little about your home.

Filly: I live in the small but bustling community of Hardman, Oregon in Eastern Oregon. We have several churches, a school, a newspaper office, skating rink and mercantile there. My husband, Luke, and I live in the house where he grew up on the edge of town where we raise cattle and a few horses. He owns and manages the Hardman Bank and is very involved in the community.

Kenzie: Tate, that’s my husband, and I live on the ranch that his grandfather started back in the early 1900s. We’re about thirty miles from Kennewick, Washington. We primarily raise beef cattle, wheat, and hay.

What is your single most favorite modern convenience?

Filly: Indoor plumbing. And my washing machines. I feel quite spoiled to have two but it is such a big help on laundry day.

Kenzie: Since indoor plumbing is something we all take for granted these days, I’d say my cell phone is my favorite convenience. (Smiles and shows Filly her phone, giving her brief demonstration of how it works.)

Filly: (Wide-eyed, holds the phone in her hand) This is the most miraculous invention. I dearly wish I could show Luke. He’d be utterly entranced.

What’s your favorite thing about your home?

Kenzie: (Smiles) Tate and our son, Gideon. They make a place home for me.

Filly: You have a son?

Kenzie: We sure do. He’ll be two soon. (Pulls up a photo of the baby on her phone and hands it to Filly.)

Filly: He’s adorable. His curls put me in mind of our own little Maura. She’s just a few months old. (Filly removes a small photograph from her reticule and gives it to Kenzie.)

Kenzie: What a lovely family. Your husband is very handsome.

Filly: Mr. Morgan appears quite dashing with those dimples and bright blue eyes. Oh, and to answer the question, my favorite thing about home is Luke and Maura. It would just be a house without them there.

Here are three fun questions…

Coffee or tea?

Kenzie: Most of the time coffee, but sometimes I enjoy a good cup of tea. Tate thinks I make special Christmas tea, but I buy it from the store.

Filly: (Grins at Kenzie) I prefer tea as does Luke, although he hates to admit it to anyone. We also have spicy tea we make at Christmas. It’s so fragrant and delicious.

Skirts or pants?

Filly: Women wear pants?

Kenzie: (Opens a site on her phone with women’s fashions) All the time. I’m used to wearing skirts when I’m working so I put one on today. Otherwise, I’d be dressed in jeans and boots.

Filly: Jeans? As in denim trousers?

Kenzie: (Nods and shows Filly a photo) This is me with my horse, Goldie.

Filly: (Studies the photo and grins) Oh, how I wish I could wear jeans to ride. They look much more comfortable than the split skirts I wear. Your boots are wonderful.

Sweet or savory?

Filly and Kenzie: Sweet!

Filly: I enjoy sweets, especially chocolate.

Kenzie: Me, too!

Tell us one thing you admire about your husband.

Kenzie: It’s hard to choose just one. Tate is one of the most optimistic, positive people I’ve ever met. He always looks for the good in situations and in others. I’d say that’s probably what I admire about him most. He’s also loyal, determined, gentle, and kind. And handsome!

Filly: Luke has the biggest heart of anyone I know. He rescued me when I needed it most. He’s definitely my hero, champion, and best friend. I also think he’s quite charming and handsome.

Thank you both for joining us. Any parting words for our readers?

Kenzie: If you enjoy historical fiction, sweet romances, or good westerns, I hope you’ll consider reading our stories in the Hardman Holidays and Rodeo Romance series.

Filly: Be sure to check out The Christmas Calamity, releasing Nov. 13. Luke’s assistant Arlan really gets into the magic of the season with the arrival of a prestidigitator in town.

Kenzie: I’ve never met a prestidigitator, although I’ve been around some great rodeo clowns when Tate rode in the rodeo.

(The two women stand.)

Filly: If you aren’t in a hurry, do you mind if I peruse a few things on that? (Gestures to Kenzie’s cell phone)

Kenzie: (Hands Filly the phone) Go right ahead. By the way, do you think you could share that tea recipe…

Where to Find The Books

The Christmas Cowboy

Start the Rodeo Romance Series with The Christmas Cowboy.

Kindle | Paperback | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords | Apple | Audible

christmas bargain coverTravel back to a different time with the historic Hardman Holiday Series,

beginning with The Christmas Bargain.

Kindle | Paperback

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bronc 2dThe sight of a cowboy in a pair of dusty boots with his hat settled just so on his head never fails to make me smile.

My appreciation of cowboys and the western way of life came naturally, growing up as a horse-crazy girl on our farm in Eastern Oregon.

The fact my oldest brother spent weeks (and sometimes) months at a time working on remote ranches next door to the edge of nowhere only added to my fascination. He’d arrive home full of exciting tales of daring that made me sit up and take notice. Sometimes, he brought along a fellow cowpoke in need of a home-cooked meal and a few days of rest before they headed back to boonies.

As a little girl, I’d listen to them talk about a way of life that seemed to be all but disappearing. They always smelled like leather and horses and sunshine – a scent I still love to this day.

When I began writing sweet romances, it was a natural fit for me to make most of my heroes cowboys. Some of my stories take place in historical settings, others are modern day, but the common thread is that the men live by an unspoken code of honor I always associate with cowboys. With those boots and hats, it can be a lethal combination to the hearts of unsuspecting women.

Tate graphicIn The Christmas Cowboy and Wrestlin’ Christmas, the first two books in the Rodeo Romance series, neither heroine wants to fall for a cowboy.

The Christmas Cowboy

Here’s an excerpt from The Christmas Cowboy

Quickly jumping off the fence, Tate jogged toward the stands. Kenzie looked around, getting her bearings, as he hustled up the steps and squatted down beside her.

“Dewdrop, I didn’t think you’d be able to make it.” He took her hand in his and squeezed her fingers. The warmth in her eyes as she gazed at him made his heartbeat kick into overdrive. Maybe she cared about him more than she wanted to admit.

The jubilant smile on his face made her glad she raced through her presentation, ran through the hotel as if the building was aflame, and pleaded with the taxi driver to put some hustle in it so she’d arrive at the rodeo on time.


And an excerpt from Wrestlin’ Christmas

Tall and brawny, Cort McGraw happened to be one of the most handsome men she’d ever seen. From his silvery-gray eyes rimmed with black eyelashes to the dimple in his all-too-attractive chin, she wished Kenzie had given her some warning. If she’d known what he looked like, that he was so young, rugged, and hunky, she would have told Tate not to bother sending Cort to her place.

Mercy, he smelled good, too. Even now, his manly, musky fragrance filled her senses. Annoyed with herself for savoring his heady scent, she brushed at her nose, hoping to chase away the lingering aroma of his aftershave.

Where to Find The Books

The Christmas CowboyStart the Rodeo Romance Series with The Christmas Cowboy.

Kindle | Paperback | Barnes & Noble | Smashwords | Apple | Audible

Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund®

NoJCCF logow through Dec. 24, I’ll donate 10 percent of the net proceeds from all book sales to the Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund. The JCCF is a non-profit organization that assists rodeo athletes who’ve sustained catastrophic injuries and are unable to work for an extended period.

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2014 FlyerSince today is the official start of the Wrangler National Finals Rodeo, I thought I’d post a little reminder that now through Dec. 24, I’ll donate 10 percent of the net proceeds from all book sales to the Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund. The JCCF is a non-profit organization that assists rodeo athletes who’ve sustained catastrophic injuries and are unable to work for an extended period.

2014 Flyer2Each and every book purchase (be it digital, audio, or paperback) helps benefit the fund! Also, if you purchase the books through the Amazon Smile program, Amazon donates back to JCCF, too!

For those of you wondering what got me interested in the rodeo in general and the JCCF specifically, here’s the scoop:

Growing up on a farm twenty miles from the closest town, we generally took our excitement anywhere we could get it.

Each summer, I eagerly anticipated our small town’s biggest event of the year – the Fourth of July Rodeo. Back in those days, it was a PRCA-sanctioned rodeo. Some of the top names in the circuit would join hundreds of rodeo fans for four days of rodeo, events in the park, a parade through town, and the annual Suicide Race (a crazy horseback race down a steep butte, across the highway, through the river, and into the rodeo arena).

The whole family looked forward to the celebration. My oldest brother often rode in the Suicide Race and some of my cousins often competed in the rodeo.

For a horse-crazy little girl who loved the smell of leather and the sight of cowboy hats, it was amazing. From an early age, I had a romance with the rodeo.

One of the few stores we had in town was a saddle-maker with a boot shop. When I was five, my dad took me to Leroy’s shop to pick out a new belt for the rodeo. It was the first time I got to choose my own and I was so excited.

As we walked inside, the welcoming aroma of leather filled the air. Dad led me to where Leroy worked on saddle at the back of the shop and they talked a few minutes. Impatiently waiting, they finally told me to go see what I could find. My gaze – and heart – immediately settled on a hand-tooled belt with little flowers and a silver buckle with a gold saddle that glistened in the overhead lights.

I still have that little belt today along with my love of rodeo. It’s because of how much I enjoy the watching rodeos that led to the creation of my Rodeo Romance series, set near Kennewick, Washington.

The Christmas CowboyTate Morgan is a saddle bronc rider out to claim a championship title and the girl he loves in The Christmas Cowboy, the first book in the series. While I was writing it, I reached out to the Justin Sports Medicine Team to make sure I was getting my facts straight for the book. That’s when I learned about the JCCF and decided I wanted to contribute something to such a great organization.

Wrestlin' Christmas CoverWrestlin’ Christmas, the second installment, shares Cort McGraw’s story as a sidelined steer wrestler who falls for a widow down on her luck.

I hope you’ll check out one or two of my books – give them as a gift to yourself or others, and get in on the opportunity to help a great organization.

(And for those who have already purchased books or made donations – THANK YOU!)

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Last week, I begged you all to help me out by voting for The Christmas Cowboy book cover in the contest running on Storyfinds.com.

I’m so excited to report, that due to your wonderful efforts, I won!

Thank you all, so, so  much! Your help is appreciated more than you can know and I feel blessed by your support and encouragement every single day!

You are the best!

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