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Cowboy On The Run Blurb:

Running from a torrential past, Nate Walker had never planned on returning to a town where the only good thing had been a brunette-haired beauty with more compassion than he deserved. Finding himself on a ranch for boys facing the same issues not only taught him how to be a man, it taught him that there was more to life than running away. However, coming back for what he left behind was going to be anything other than easy.

Nate always did know how to make an entrance once again turning Jessie Calhoun’s routine life upside down. Unfortunately, he’d also had the same impact when he left her mending a broken heart in a cloud of dust and taillights. But this time would be different. No longer a gullible, naïve girl, she’d be a fool to fall under his spell again. Especially now that she had more at stake –two very important reasons.

 

Cowboy On The Run Excerpt:

Nate Walker pushed his bike to extremes, hitting eighty before the surge of adrenaline he’d been striving for flushed through his veins, scratching the surface of the itch, the need to run.

Not this time, he told himself, now nearing close to ninety. The reckless speed made him feel more in control, despite the two reasons driving him back to the small town he never wanted to step foot in again. Both affecting him in a no-win, gut wrenching way.

He toyed with the idea of turning his bike around and heading back the direction he came from – or anywhere else. Although the thought was enticing, it wasn’t a choice anymore. His demons would still chase him, biting at his heels every inch of the way.

No, after all these years, it was time to face them. Besides, he was tired of running even if the outcome did seem rather bleak. Scowling, he pushed the bike further, taking a sharp corner at a life threatening angle, testing his mortality.

A morbid satisfaction burned through him as he felt the pavement skin the side of his leather boot. The feeling lasted only a split second before his dilemma returned full force and his thoughts became more demanding than before.

Of the two reasons, he knew which one would be more challenging, yet was certain neither would be easy – the funeral of a man who conjured up memories of a life better left forgotten, or the woman who haunted his every waking moment and would never forgive him for what he did to her.

Nate revved the throttle before shifting down a gear, determined to take on the more difficult of the choices first.

Time to dance with the devil.

Amazon Buy Link For Cowboy On The Run:

http://www.amazon.com/Cowboy-Run-Devon-McKay-ebook/dp/B0145P8JYO/

 

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Staking A Claim Blurb:

For most people, seeing Alaska is a dream come true. For Miami Beach resident, Samantha Held, it is merely a job assignment. Creating an advertisement for vacationing in the state gets her one step closer to achieving her career goal—partnership in Kolinsky’s Advertisement Agency.

Blake Langford is not willing to accept any exploitation of his beloved state, no matter how desirable the striking, southern blonde bombshell with fiery green eyes is, and he’s determined to sabotage Sam’s goal in every way. Falling in love with the enemy, however, was never part of the plan.

 

Staking A Claim Excerpt:

Fuming, Sam held his gaze as she considered his offer. She couldn’t have asked for a better opportunity to be dropped into her lap. She could learn everything she needed to know about Alaska and have a handsome, but overly protective, guide of the state to show her. Not to mention what his knowledge could do for the brochure.

It would also mean more time in his temperamental company.

Sam considered her options. She had gotten lucky finding Carlton Landing, but what about locating her elusive hotel? As proven last night, it was more than evident she couldn’t even read a map correctly. So, what real choice did she have?

She pictured her new office…the view of the ocean…the partnership. She was willing to take the chance. Besides, she’d never been the kind of girl who shied away from a challenge. Hell, so far, her life had been a series of challenges.

“It’s a deal.” Her voice came off cool and professional despite the quickening of her heartbeat. She offered her hand to shake on the agreement. “We haven’t officially met. Samantha Held. I go by Sam.”

“Blake Langford.” He extended his, grasping her hand and repeating the name she already knew by heart. He held onto her grasp for a minute longer than necessary. “I go by Wolf.”

Again, the breathtaking grin resurfaced, and an odd pulsation spiked through Sam, leaving her insides quivering like a bowl of gelatin as she second guessed her decision.

     What kind of fool makes a deal with a man called Wolf?

Amazon Buy Link For Staking A Claim:

http://www.amazon.com/Staking-Claim-Devon-McKay-ebook/dp/B014BWB7Q8/

 

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Betting On Kincade Blurb:

Cassandra Wilcox could take on the world. She had to. Everything she’d ever loved was gone. And now, thanks to her stepfather, her house and family business would be taken from her too. Unless, she came up with something quick. Desperate, she was running out of options and apparently common sense.

Returning home for Dalton Kincade was bittersweet. Not a damn thing had changed. Everywhere he turned reminded him of the reason he’d left in the first place. Even years on the rodeo circuit hadn’t been able to shake free the memory of the feisty red head who’d broken his heart into a thousand pieces. Nor the sting of her parting words…Never trust a Kincade.

The last thing Dalton wanted was to ever see Cassie again, much less rent a room from the house he now owned. As far as winning her beloved ranch in a drunken bet? Maybe she’d been right after all.

 

Betting On Kincade Excerpt:

“Are you going to play or just sit there?” Gary Evans slurred in drunken angst as he kicked back his chair and leaned over the table. Not waiting for a reply, he picked up the crisp piece of paper lodged between them, waved it in the air, and then, slammed the deed to the Wilcox land back down on the hard pressed wood.

Cautiously, Dalton stationed a deadly stare on the intoxicated fool and noted the shimmering of glee highlighting the steel gray of the man’s eyes. Tapping the top card, he slowly trailed his finger along the swirled red print.

He was a loser no matter the outcome. Should’ve just walked away. Ignored Gary’s foolish bet and the taunts that followed once the hook had been set. It wasn’t as if Cassie would appreciate his effort anyway. Regardless, he couldn’t walk away and let her lose it all.

Clenching his jaw, he folded his fingers around the squared edges and paused before picking up the pile.

“Read ‘em and weep,” Gary squealed gleefully as he tossed his cards next to the deed. “Four deuces.” He stumbled from the end of the table, closing the gap between them in one stride, before managing to shove a quadruple of stubby digits in front of Dalton’s face. “Four.”

Dalton studied his hand with guarded fury, then stifled the drunkard’s premature victory with a flick of his wrist.

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