Cover reveal for THE TEXAS COWBOY

Here it is: the cover for my latest romance, THE TEXAS COWBOY, thanks to the very talented Jane Dixon-Smith at JD Smith Design.

Here's what it's about:

Everything’s bigger in Texas, including the problems.

When Vicky flies into Texas, she immediately falls for the charms of local cowboy, Jack Cassidy. However, her wealthy Dallas cousin, Laura, has other ideas and will do everything she can to steer Vicky away from Jack and into the arms of a rich oilman.

Jack is resigned to living the life of a lonely cowboy whose only female company is his horses—that is, until he meets Vicky. However, Vicky isn’t the only person with a claim on his heart. Jack wasn’t always alone and his ex is about to make a dramatic comeback.

Every cowboy has a past and this cowboy’s past is about to destroy his future.

Who doesn't love a sexy cowboy?

 THE TEXAS COWBOY is now out on Amazon!

THE TEXAS COWBOY - Sneak peek!

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Apart from a sheikh, what could be sexier than a cowboy?

Inspired by several trips I've made to Texas, I'm currently working on a new romance called THE TEXAS COWBOY. Although I'm still editing it, I'm so excited about this book that I'm giving everyone a sneak peak of Chapter 1.

“You can’t take his picture, Victoria!” Laura whispered.

“Please, call me Vicky,” Laura’s cousin replied. She held up her phone and clicked. There on the screen was a picture of the man opposite them captured forever for Vicky to look at as much as she pleased whether Laura liked it not.

“I don’t know how people behave where you come from in England, Victoria, but here in Dallas, we don’t go round taking pictures of strangers, especially cowboys.” Laura lifted up her iced tea with her perfectly manicured fingers and took a small sip. 

“But look at him. It’s such a great image.” Vicky pointed directly at the man standing across the street from the cafe where they had stopped for a drink. He was wearing faded jeans, boots and a large cowboy hat, which was tilted slightly over his left eye. In his arm he was holding an orange Hermes box tied up with brown ribbon. “It just seems to sum up Dallas, doesn’t it? A tall, sexy cowboy, holding an expensive, designer box.”

“Victoria, I don’t see what’s so interesting about him. He’s probably just some ranch-hand on an errand. I would never have suggested sitting outside, if I thought you were going to take photographs of strange men,” Laura signaled to one of the waiters for the bill.

   

“I’m sorry, but my friends back home will just love this picture. I had to take it.” Vicky looked up from the image on her phone to the flesh and blood version that was waiting on the other side of the road. The cowboy caught her eye and winked at her. Vicky looked at her cousin. She was looking for change in her purse. Vicky looked across the road and winked back. She could feel her cheeks turning scarlet. She wasn't sure if it was because she was embarrassed about defying her cousin, or because she had just made a pass at a complete stranger. She would never have done something like that back home in England, so what made her do it here in Dallas?

“I don’t believe it,” Laura said. “It looks like he’s coming over. Drink up. We’re leaving.” Laura stood up to go, but it was too late. The cowboy had already crossed the road and was striding towards them.

I hope to publish THE TEXAS COWBOY soon. 

Watch this space! 

Romance in The Wild West: Meet Cynthia Woolf

Today, it’s great to have Cynthia Woolf here to tell us about her wonderful western romances and give us a sneak peak at her best selling book, Tame A Wild Bride.

Thank you Katheryn for having me today.  I’m going to talk about where the ideas for some of my books came from.

I have a western series of books, set in Creede, Colorado.  This is a real town and has been around since the late 1800’s.  I set my books here on a ranch that is still in existence today, though it is a dude ranch now not a working ranch.  My parents met on this ranch in the early 1940’s.  It was still a real working ranch then as well as a ‘dude’ ranch. 

My mother came up from Texas with a young boy she was caring for.  She was called a nursemaid.  Now we would call her a nanny.  He had asthma and could breathe better at the higher altitudes.  Probably because the air was drier and cleaner.  Less dust.  Anyway, she and the boy stayed for the summer.