What starts out as a simple trip to Willow Bottoms, Texas, for supplies turns into something rancher Morgan Banning never counted on. When he hires two drifters to work at the Rocking B, he soon discovers they keep a secret that he never suspected—one of them is the most beautiful woman he’s ever met. As he tries to keep his emotions for Shaina Miller in check, danger strikes the Rocking B when a disgruntled former employee, Buck Henson, decides to exact his bloody revenge. Morgan knows he is the only man who can stop Henson and his blood-thirsty partners. He has no choice but to ride out to save three young girls who have been kidnapped, but how can he leave the Rocking B unprotected?
In a final showdown, Morgan and Shaina fight side by side to protect the ranch, their families, and the young women who have endured so much—but will it all be for nothing? They are outnumbered, out-gunned, and out of luck. Will the town of Willow Bottoms rally in time to show their true colors, and lead to MORGAN’S REDEMPTION?
EXCERPT
Glancing at the fragile young woman beside him, Daniel bit
back a curse. “It will be alright, Abby. We will reach the ranch shortly, and
Sourdough and Jigger will know something is going on when they hear us coming.”
He whipped the horses to a faster pace, praying they reached the ranch before
trouble found them. He wasn’t sure what had happened to Abby, but he was positive
it had something to do with men. She was too uncomfortable around men. “Hold
on, Short Stuff,” he said over his shoulder.
“Don’t worry about me, Mr. Daniel,” Jessica called out. “Cowboys
have to be tough, and this little old wagon ride ain’t about to rattle me.” The
wagon hit a deep hole sending the girl bouncing around with the supplies. “I
wished Sourdough could’a seen that,” she laughed.
With her knuckles white from gripping the seat, Daniel could
see that Abby barely realized what was going on around her. “We have to reach
the house,” she whispered. “Morgan promised to take care of me.”
Fighting the urge to take her small hand in his, Daniel
grimaced. “Trust me to take care of you.” The lather was dripping from the
horses, but still he called for more. Knowing he couldn’t travel much faster
and still be safe, he glanced over his shoulder, and frowned. In the distance
he could see dust being kicked up. They were being followed.
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Sounds like a wonderful story with lots of action and emotion.
ReplyDeleteThanks Debby. It's a wonderful story...and yes...lots of action and emotion.
DeleteI like these young women already. They're full of grit, determination and a policy of no whining. It's even more exciting that all odds are stacked against them. I wish you great success and all good things to your corner of Earth, Tammy.
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DeleteThanks so much, Sarah. You are right, folks from that era were tough...if not they wouldn't have survived. But I love the old west.
DeleteBest to you, Tammy. What an exciting storyline and the excerpt was heart pounding, drawing a person into the action, and the charaters I love already. Doris
ReplyDeleteThank you, Doris. I do love to read exciting westerns. I would have loved to lived in those days.
DeleteTammy, I really did enjoy this story of yours--the characters were very real and you did a great job of giving them all their own distinct personalities--which is sometimes hard to do with a group of people.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! You really wrote a wonderful tale!
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Thank you, Cheryl. I do appreciate all your help...PRP staff has all been wonderful. It's been an enjoyable experience.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad to hear that! That's what we strive for. So glad you are one of the "roses" now.
DeleteTammy--it seems you have an exciting story here. The excerpt was perfect--in those few sentences, we, the readers, know quite a bit. Well done, and best wishes for many sales.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Celia...your words of encouragement are much appreciated.
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