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• Western Romance Spin Off Series Book 3~ Hooked by Sundown #CoverReveal!

  Posted at 8:53 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on September 26, 2018

  

  Howdy. I won’t dilly-dally here today. Why not start with something I’ve been talking about for too long now? Ha-ha. A Cover Reveal. How about that! By the way, this is the week Hooked by Sundown will be released. I’m excited!

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  So, without further delay, I’m proud to introduce you to Wade (swoon-worthy) Emory and Sophie Price-Daniels.  ❤  You’ve met Sophie’s son Emmett in snippets throughout the past few months.

  Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series #3

  A Double Dutch Ranch Spin Off Series

  Cover Reveal

  

  Hooked by Sundown

  Blurb

  Wade Emory falls fast for women, yet it’s a well-known fact his relationships don’t last. On a trip to the Pacific Coast to visit his ill brother, he slips into his bad habit when he meets a hotheaded mom with a son who spews four-letter words. However, after enjoying nearly a week with them, she and the boy leave early. Before she’s gone forever, he convinces her to meet up again to pick up where they left off on the beach. Then, at home, an unexpected visitor pops in, and he learns the past harbors secrets and lies that don’t always stay hidden. Life’s lessons have taught him that people don’t stick around, so how can he prevent a relationship with Sophie from becoming another failure?

  Sophie Price-Daniels needs a change of scenery. The opportunity arises when she flies to California to bail her troublemaking brother out of jail. When he directs his anger at her and her boy, a stranger steps in, but a hero is the last thing she wants. She’s alone and living in her self-appointed prison of grief, until…until she peers into his warm yet saddened eyes. As desires long forgotten force their way to the surface, she’s faced with a dilemma—to give in to her needs and accept a new future is possible for her and her son—or back away and continue to believe she’s betraying a man who is no longer with them.

  Two lonely people need to trust each other—and themselves—to overcome their unfortunate pasts.

   

  Also in this series:

  

   

  Check out the series where it all began:

  Double Dutch Ranch Series: Love at First Sight

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  This is one of my favorite covers to date. Hooked by Sundown turned out to be another of my favorite books, as well. Giving this secondary character in the series a book was the right choice. I knew he had a story lurking inside. Poor guy.

  

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  Thanks to:

  My talented cover designer, Dawnè Dominique at DuskTilDawn Designs, for creating more than a dozen covers for me. When she sent me the first draft for Hooked by Sundown, I accepted it with no changes to be made. She has a way of getting into my head and seeing my vision, but with her artistic eye to keep me focused. You know you’ve met the perfect team member when this happens. You have no idea, and I’ll never tell, all the special things she did to create certain aspects of this cover.

  Thanks to the male cover model, Mathias, for bringing Wade to life. As soon as I saw him, I knew he was the same Wade I had in my head. I swear, he walked out of my head and into the door at Period Images. VJ Dunraven sure knows how to capture a moment with her camera.

  Dreamstime Images.

  Thanks so much for coming around today to join me in showing off my newest cover to the world. I’ll return with links when the book is available.

  Enjoy the rest of your week!

  
  

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• New Release: Bull Rider Series Boxed Set

  Posted at 10:53 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on July 29, 2018

  

  💕 Announcing My Newest Release 💕

  Bull Rider Series Boxed Set

  When you have an adrenaline-charged bull rider, then mix in a classy, feisty Italian photographer, sparks will fly…and sizzle.

  Caulder McCutchen, our hero in this three-book series to date, hires photographer Velia Armano to follow him on the circuit in a sport that won’t let him go. Come along with them as they chase after the coveted gold buckle.

  Journey with them through romance and passion and danger and excitement. Through the sad times—their worst times. The happy times—their best times. With the last buck off of the season, retirement looms closer, but will Caulder hang up his spurs and accept that chasing gold buckles can’t last forever?

  Amazon

  Universal Buy Link

  

  

  Boxed Set Cover for Apple.

  Includes Three Full-Length Novels

  Howdy, Ma’am #1

  Six months into Velia Armano’s well-ordered life alone, bull rider Caulder McCutchen saunters in with his howdy, ma’am and flame-blue eyes, offering a job any photographer would find hard to refuse—to travel the circuit with him for a season and photograph a year in his life. On the journey, they discover they both have their own obstacles to overcome. Staying out of each other’s arms is only one of them. When the season ends, who wins the real prize?

  Review: A contemporary western peppered with heart, heat, excitement and drama. Amazon Reviewer

  Hey, Cowboy #2

  A break in the season finds Velia Armano and Caulder McCutchen back in Tucson, Arizona. Family, friends, and rowdy cowboys are brought together to share in their joy…and sometimes their pain. The last year with Caulder has given her trust and strength like she’s never known. But, her strength is weakened. Enemies harbor a vendetta against her and her family…and anyone who gets in their way. Caulder vows to protect Velia, yet little does he know the lengths he must go. He learns that sometimes a hero has to prove he is one.

  Review: I recommend reading this in order of the book series. I love Velia using her Italian language in both books. Also Caulder being strong but gentle at the same time. These two show what passion they have not only in each other but in their interest as well. I enjoyed how they brought both families together. I can not wait for the next book in this series. Amazon Reviewer

  Christmas at Love House: A Bittersweet Interlude #3

  Four years later, Velia and Caulder finish up another year of bull riding. They settle into their comfy abode on the McCutchen Ranch in the snowy Allegheny Mountains to celebrate the Christmas season with a houseful of guests. La vita è bella! But why does their happily-ever-after have to come with an expiration date? Without warning, their most chilling nightmare comes true. A misunderstanding, and a startling realization discovered too late—puts their contented little family at risk.

  Review: The plot was well done and the love of his family for the best future. The author captures your imagination and runs with it happily to the end. Amazon Reviewer

  Universal Buy Link

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  This boxed set came out of the blue. It had been on my mind for a couple years, but I wasn’t all that serious about it. While waiting on my upcoming new release, which is still with the editor, I figured it had been long enough without a new release. As if I didn’t have enough to do with moving and packing and working on a brand-new book, I couldn’t think of a better time to put together this boxed set.

  Everything else fell in line like lining up my formatter and cover designer and figuring out exactly how to create a boxed set. It wasn’t as easy as it sounds, but here we are. You can find the same thing as above on the Bull Rider Series Page Here, but I wanted to do this announcement up right and the page will remain while this post will eventually get lost in the shuffle. You can read longer blurbs on the Bull Rider Series page with the individual books. 🤠🐂

  UPDATE: Hooked by Sundown has been released.

  Thanks for visiting!

  Cover Design: DusktilDawn Designs

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• #AmWriting Tuesday Inspiration for the Muse: Completion and Friends

  Posted at 9:55 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on May 1, 2018

  

  Well, now. What is my inspiration for the muse today? As I started writing this, I hoped the precise reason would come to me, and I’d have real inspiration for posting under this Tuesday theme. It took writing this entire post before it came to me…

  Completion. Pride. Relief. Stress.

  Yep, it’s all four of those bundled into one. Completion and its friends.

  I’m not finished. I’m a chapter away from writing the end to a first draft on a still untitled book. Therefore, completion, pride, and relief came in. I feel like jumping up and clicking my heels together for being close to completion. Now I have a dilemma. I’ve been faced with this before, but I don’t think I ever came this far before choosing a title. Oh, except for Of the Cowboy’s Own Accord. I wrote about it here. To be honest, I had this difficulty with Hey, Cowboy, too. Must I remind myself?

  This is where the stress comes in. Stress, as bad as it is, makes me determined not to be satisfied with any old title, and to strive to come up with the perfect title.

  However, for now, here I sit again. Out of four possible titles, one of them is the one I’ve been leaning toward. I wanted this one. Now, I want to kick and scream! Waah waah. Sob. Cry. Pout.

  

  Pixabay

  Quiet, crybaby. Yesterday before writing this, I found the same title on another romance published less than a year ago.  😦  Drats. It’ll be hard to reword this four-word title to get the same meaning.

  Another choice is from a line I wrote in the book—part of something my heroine says and using that one would put a keyword in the title. So far, there is no book with this title. This is the heroes story though. Should my title reflect something the heroine says? It’s a good title, but longer than what I’d like. Of course, the story is hers, too, and she has her own difficulties to overcome. It might work. I could write Wade’s Story. Hahahaha. Not. I believe there are titles with only his name, anyway.

  The third one sounds more like a travel book than a romance title, but I love it, too, because it fits. My cover designer might work with this title for the design. (I know her so well now.) This one was my first title choice and the one I keep going back to.

  Last but not least, the other title is also a song title. I checked. It isn’t trademarked. Sure, I could use it, but yesterday I found the same title, again, on another piece of music by a Jazz player. That’s kind of like two strikes, so we’ll scratch it from the list.

  

  Pixabay

  The thing about stress is, it also drove me to brainstorm. Brainstorming took me down another path yesterday, and now three more new titles were added to my long list of four=seven now. Another word for all this might be obsession. I know it’ll come to me sooner than later. Please?

  There’s time. No rush. I have to revise. I’ve had to start reading this book over from page one thirty times or more continuously because of delays and distractions, and each time of reading it from the beginning, I’d do more revisions, so the draft is fairly clean. This is what I do. Don’t try to change me.   🙂

  Anyway, maybe through a hundred a few more revisions I’ll come up with the perfect title. My muse keeps telling me ‘you already have it,’ but she isn’t telling me which one it is. Let’s get with the program here, Ms. Muse!

  Thanks for lending me your shoulder as I go down the path to preparing another book and another title dilemma. I’m sure my author friends understand this.

  Readers, I hope you see how much work, stress, sweat, stress, tears, sweat, stress, hours, HEART we authors put into every aspect of a book, but we love it.  IMHO  ❤

  Happy Tuesday. Thanks for reading.

   

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• #AmWriting Book Excerpt~ Heartbreak’s Reward: The Short Way Home

  Posted at 2:09 pm by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on February 15, 2018

  

  *Waving* I popped in to post an excerpt today. I finished my huge project, and it’s ready to go to the editor. Yay! Guess what? It has a new cover. The newly revised story deserves a new cover. I can’t wait to show it off.

  Before we get to the excerpt, I’ll explain why I chose one from this particular book–Heartbreak’s Reward Book #2. A couple posts back I mentioned pulling Cowboy Boss and his Destiny and Tristan’s Destiny from publication. I did do this, but WOW did it ever break my heart. It didn’t take long for the dread to fall from my shoulders. In the meantime, I’m telling readers who want to start my Double Dutch Ranch Series in the interim, but can’t find book one, to start with Heartbreak’s Reward Book #2 or Whispers of Forever Book #1 in the Spin Off, Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series.

  Another reason I chose this excerpt today is because of  a post I wrote for the 52-Week Blog Challenge tomorrow. A small part of the post pertains to a close-knit family and my relationship with my own sons. I never played matchmaker like my ranch mom.

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  Set up: Jase had come to the rescue of a sexy blonde,  a stranger to Canyon Junction, but he had to call his mom to bring gasoline. Once she met Brenna, her matchmaking skills kicked into play.  Jase stopped by his mom’s house later to return the gas can. The three beers at his moms wasn’t the only beer he’d had this night. Slightly modified from the original.

  

   

  Judy nodded to the third beer in his hand tonight. “You stay off the highway going home. By the way…when are you coming back to church with us?”

  What the hell? “As long as you’re praying for me, I’m good.”

  She put the ice cream away and turned her attention back to Jase. “You never answered me. Are you seeing Brenna again?” She handed the bowl to Destiny and told her she’d be right along to the great room with her.

  Destiny took her snack and left. “Night, Uncle Jase.”

  “Night, sweetie.” He peered at his mom. “I said I don’t know. Leave it at that.” Jase set his hat atop his head. “Please don’t ever do that to me again.” He got his boots from the doorway and pulled them on.

  Judy fanned her hand at him. “You hush, I was trying to help.”

  Jase tossed his hat to the table and wrapped his mom in a big hug. “I know you were. I’m not sure if I’m ready…” He dropped his hands and his mom shoved a lock of hair off his forehead. “Well, Mom. I…I don’t know. One woman ruined my life, and I’m not sure I should chance it again.”

  “Now, Jase, please don’t give up on love.” Judy rested her hand on his shoulder. “You’re too good of a man and never deserved what happened. A day doesn’t go by that I don’t want to hold those babies in my arms. I worry about them, too. When Destiny asks about Jaelle and Joey, it about breaks my heart.”

  Jase picked up his hat. “Well, I’m heading home. Tomorrow I have to start breaking that last horse I bought.” He gave a woeful sigh. “You know, I’m not sure what to do with the kids’ horses. If I get rid of them, it’s like I’m giving up on ever finding them again. But keeping them…is one more reminder they’re…gone.” The beer had made him emotional and weakened his senses. Not what he wanted to show his mother.

  “One day, somehow, we’ll find those kids.”

  Her words choked him up. “I promised the last night they were home, I’d never get rid of our family horses.”

  Judy hugged him and ran her hand over his back. “Then you answered your own question.”

  He appreciated his mom’s comfort, but it’d be better if he hadn’t had so much to drink. “It’s expensive keeping the horses.” He dropped his gaze to the floor but glanced back at his mom. “But…when they come back home, they’ll be wanting them.” His throat constricted and he forced down a swallow.

  “Absolutely.” Judy picked up her cup and made tea. “Well, I best get in there with Destiny now, unless you want to talk some more, honey.” He shook his head. Judy kissed him on the cheek. “Ah, Jase, honey… Brenna seems like a nice woman. Maybe you should think again about starting over, or at least getting out and having fun with someone. That doesn’t mean you can’t still look for Jaelle and Joey. It wouldn’t be giving up by letting another person inside. You deserve more than you’re allowing yourself.”

  He pictured Brenna’s face and remembered her soft body when he’d touched her. How his had responded at touching her. “Mom, I… Maybe you’re right.” Jase gave a short nod. “We’ll see.”

  Judy gave his arm a pat. “Good night, son. You best take the short way home.”

   

  

   

  Featured Image credited to Pixabay.

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• (Not) Short Snippet Saturday: No Need to Call Me Ma’am

  Posted at 12:31 pm by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on December 6, 2017

  

  Waving hello! I hope you aren’t sick of me posting excerpts of late because I’m including one here for Finding Kimber. Earlier this year I had backed away from posting many Short Snippet Saturday posts. I haven’t scheduled promo for this new release like I have in the past other than social media and a sidebar cover promotion here and there. I guess we’ll consider this a promo post.  🙂  Sorry if I bore you to death.

  Note: Last week I participated in the Second Change Romance Promo and Book Cover Poll at Storyfinds. My book cover for Whispers of Forever: Mending Christmas, won. Thanks to those of you who voted.

  For newcomers, Whispers of Forever is the first book in the Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series. (A Double Dutch Ranch Spin Off Series.) The following excerpt is from the second book in the series.

  

  All right, that’s enough blabbing for now. Let’s get to the excerpt.

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  In the release announcement, you met Tressa Garnett in the opening scene of Finding Kimber.  Let’s see how she deals with life on a ranch, and Zach, in her new identity:

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  “Canyon Junction?”

  “Ah, yeah. This is Canyon Junction. Arizona?” His eyes questioned for a moment, but he nodded toward the road again. “The store will be on your left off the highway. You’ll eventually find other places to shop.” He glanced at her vehicle. “Use GPS. Give me your phone. I’m fairly new here by the standards of this town. I was forced to find my way around.”

  “I’m a city girl. I’ll make my way.” She pulled her phone from her jeans pocket and handed it to her bossy foreman. No one told her she lived in Canyon Junction. She reflected on the name of the newspaper—Canyon Junction Gazette. Oh, boy.

  “I’m entering my phone number along with the name of the store. You’ll find it.” He handed it back. Glistening white teeth gave way to an inviting smile.

  “Thank you.” She read what he had written. “Assuming my vehicle has GPS.”

  “You don’t know if your vehicle has GPS?” Now he looked at her as if she were an idiot, which frustrated her.

  She rubbed at her arms. “It was delivered this morning. I haven’t looked inside yet.”

  “Lucky girl.”

  She left his side and hurried down the drive ahead of him. I’m a woman not a girl. And she didn’t feel lucky to have lost everything she ever owned and loved. Her new beginning brought a mouthy ranch hottie with an attitude. She glanced back, and he still stared at her. It made her want to growl out a few four-letter words at him. In fact, she might before the day ended.

  Back inside the house she got her keys, but when she came out, he was nowhere to be seen. Good. Kimber started the SUV and perused the dash, taking in the new car smell. Indeed, the vehicle had everything—more than her vehicle at home had. She’d set it before leaving, and she’d also check maps for the Double Dutch Ranch. Nothing would keep her away from the Equine Camp taking place there.

  Zach strutted up to her when she got out, his demeanor full of confidence. “Could I ask you something, ma’am?”

  “Certainly, but you don’t have to call me ma’am.”

  He tapped the brim of his hat. “Sorry, I’ll try to remember, Ms. Sinclair.”

  Kimber scratched at her arms, a habit she had when frustrated. She hadn’t wanted to be. Too much had happened in a short time, and her fuse shortened by the moment. “What did you want to ask?”

  His chest rose in a sigh, which she took for frustration of his own. “What do you plan on doing with this place? You have two horses. That’s barely enough to keep a foreman around. I want something steady.”

  “Well—”

  “And by the way. If I’m a foreman, who the hell am I a foreman to? There’s nobody here but you and me.”

  “I don’t have an answer to either of your questions.” She knew nothing that was going on here and didn’t like being out of control like this. “Maybe I’ll start a rescue, but I haven’t given it much thought. I need time here. I know I have only two horses.”

  “A rescue ranch has already been done. A rancher at the Double Dutch started a horse rescue some years ago. Does good for him from what I hear. Hard to believe how many horses need rescuing so they don’t get slaughtered.”

  “Ooh, that’s awful. Well, can’t we have two in this town?”

  “Do you know how big this town is? No, probably not since you don’t even know what town you live in.”

  Son of a bitching smart ass. Kimber fisted her hands at her sides. His rock-solid chest in that blue t-shirt looked like something good to pound. She peered into his blazing green eyes, then nodded toward the barn. “I’ll be back when I finish shopping. I’m sure something around here needs worked on. The barn needs fresh paint. The interior could use some repair, including the inside of my house. I’ll let you know when lunch is ready.” She tromped back toward the house.

  “Don’t bother.”

  So, this is how it’ll be? Damn hardheaded Idaho cowboy.

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  Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful Wednesday. See you on Friday with a new 52-Week Blog Challenge theme. It’s already written.  ❤  I’m ahead of the game this week.

   

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• Cover Reveal and New Release Announcement

  Posted at 10:52 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on November 22, 2017

  I’m proud to present to you:

  Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series, #2
  A Double Dutch Ranch Series Spin Off

  FINDING KIMBER

  

  About the Book:

  She’s wary of her future. He’s burdened by his past.

  Cattleman Zachary (Zach) Bryson arrives in Arizona with hopes of leaving the ghosts from his past behind. Hired by a stranger to run a ranch, he meets the owner—a secretive woman with no ranching experience. He’s seen her before, but she wasn’t a redhead with green eyes. In their first encounter, she swept him off his feet without their exchanging a word. Why did she change her appearance? What secrets lay behind those heart-stopping eyes? Seeing this job as a challenge, he sticks around to tackle this hottie head-on.

  Kimber Sinclair is forced to flee her lush Oregon county for a small town in Arizona with sand, saguaros, and dusty cowboys. She settles in to live a lie—to discover the person behind her new identity while she mourns the death of Tressa Garnett—her given name at birth. However, keeping a distance from her ruggedly handsome, broad-shouldered, wise-cracking ranch foreman, isn’t easy. She struggles daily to hide her secret from Zach who demands answers. By telling him the truth, his life could also be in danger.

  If trouble finds her, will she choose fight or flight? Can Zach set aside his own issues, or will his nightmares prevent him from doing what he was unknowingly hired to do?

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  Note: Zach made his first appearance in Lassoing the Last Dance as Randy Drake’s best friend.

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  Here’s the series so far.

  
  

   

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  If you’re a newsletter subscriber, this post looks familiar because it’s similar to the recent newsletter you received, minus the excerpt.

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  Some of Chapter One:

  Regardless of her determination not to cry, tears trailed down Tressa Garnett’s cheeks. Greg Stone, the prosecuting attorney, continued to badger her on the witness stand. Wasn’t he on her side? Her ordeal played over like a documentary film. She had become Sam’s lover. Yes, she worked on and off with him for three years. She hesitated at the next question.

  “Ms. Garnett, you must answer.”

  She glanced at the judge who nodded and swept his hand through the air for her to get on with her answer.

  Greg asked again, “And is it correct you oversaw the money exchange between Mr. Cavalli and Samuel Allen?”

  “Yes.” Her gaze flicked to Sam. His glare gave threats his voice hadn’t. The smirk on his face matched the one he wore when he shoved the revolver into her hand after he shot and killed Pino Cavalli. From this day forward her life would change forever. She might as well walk out of the courtroom and grab a shovel if things didn’t go to plan. To plan? Her disappearance was the plan.

  Tressa peered at the salt-and-pepper-haired man sitting two rows from the back of the courtroom. Her godfather, Jerry Waterford, had become her lifeline. Could her heart take the agony of losing her family when she disappeared without a trace with a new name and identity? She choked back tears. Jerry gave a subtle nod.

  Now, the tissues in her hand matched her torn emotions. Her life hung in a balance somewhere in the middle of living and dying.

  Greg tapped on the railing around the witness stand. His eyes softened. “And were you in the warehouse when Mr. Cavalli was shot?”

  A bullet to Pino’s head had taken his life instantly. Her gaze moved to the two men behind Sam. If she said yes, would they be the ones to hunt her down?

  “Ms. Garnett, I must remind you that you’re under oath and need to answer the question. Were you in the warehouse—”

  “I heard you. Yes.” If Greg Stone said those words one more time, she might claw his eyes out. He picked up a handgun in a clear evidence bag. Yesterday he seemed like a friendly middle-aged man, and her way out of this hellish situation, but today while bullying her on the stand, he reminded her of an ogre.

  His gaze settled upon her. “Your fingerprints are on this weapon along with Mr. Allen’s. Tell us how your fingerprints got on this weapon.”

  She pointed at Sam. “Him. He stuck the revolver into my hand after he shot Mr. Cavalli.” She took a deep breath and slowly released air through barely parted lips as the defense attorney protested. “Let the record show Ms. Garnett pointed to Samuel Allen.” Greg paced across the room and back to the witness stand.

  Tressa breathed deeply. She wanted to pass out and when she came to, she’d learn it’d all been a dream. She focused on the prosecuting attorney, afraid if she glanced at Sam his glare might somehow cause her to explode.

  “Who shot Mr. Cavalli?” asked Greg Stone.

  God, can this be over? Sam had told Pino’s men he gave the money to her accomplice, further blaming the extortion on her. Now she had two enemies. She had no damn accomplice. All she did was learn the truth. Without hesitation or remorse, she pointed to Sam. “Mr. Allen.” The two men behind him both shifted in their seats, and Sam looked over his shoulder.

  The courtroom broke out into an uproar while the judge beat the gavel at least ten times, or maybe it was three. She covered her ears to ward off the noise. Tressa lowered her eyes to her lap while tears left stains on her navy-blue silk blouse.

  “Thank you, Ms. Garnett.”

  Her gaze settled on Melinda Richards who sat next to her godfather. She left the courtroom.

  The judge pounded the gavel one more time. “Are there any other questions?” He directed his gaze to the defense attorney who gave no rebuttal, nor did he cross-examine her. The judge gave her permission to return to her seat. Upon sitting, her mom leaned over her dad to pat her hand.

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  After court, Jerry and two sheriff’s deputies swept Tressa out of the courtroom to a conference room to wait for the crowd to diminish. Soon after, Jerry and Melinda took her and her family back to the suite at a V.I.P. hotel on the outskirts of town. He didn’t want her to return to the courtroom for the verdict, so he demanded they leave the courthouse.

  Tressa paced while wringing her hands. “Jerry, I have to be there.”

  “I don’t advise it. Tressa, you must cooperate. For this plan to work, you have to trust me.”

  “I know. Waiting to see where my life is headed is damn hard.” The prosecutor hadn’t expected the jury to take long. Her mom sat on one side, her dad on the other. Her younger sister, Charlotte, sat across from her. “You did the right thing, sis.”
  Memories flooded her mind. Sam had wined and dined her, fed her fancy meals, took her on trips until the last weekend together. She had no way of knowing that he knew she’d only gone along with him to uncover more information. She had agreed to the weekend away, but she’d ended up with the ultimate betrayal against her.

   

   

  

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• Short Snippet Saturday:

  Posted at 2:41 pm by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on November 11, 2017

  

  I am posting a Short Snippet Saturday post on the actual day this time. Hehe. This excerpt, not snippet, comes from Whispers of Forever: Mending Christmas. This is book one. Finding Kimber is book two. I thought it was fitting to post from a holiday themed book since it’s getting closer to Christmas each day.

  This is one of my favorite books. Oh, darn, who am I fooling? I say the same thing about all of them. Really, though, this one is about first love and second chances. It’s close to my heart.

  Before this scene happens, Beth, Jake’s first love in high school, recently moved back to town. Is it the perfect time, or has too many years apart put an end to what should’ve been years ago? 

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  Canyon Junction: Hearts in Love Series: #1

  Whispers of Forever: Mending Christmas

  The excerpt speaks for itself: 

  “Santa will be coming before you know it, and you’ll be here with your dad over break,” said Paige.

  What the hell? Why had she said that? Christmas was a freaking two months away. Jake shot her a condescending glare.

  “Will you be here for Christmas, Mom?”

  

  Paige glanced at Jake, and then answered, “Not me, but you have your father, your horses, and of course, Kasha. That’s enough to keep you busy. I’ll send a big Christmas present for you, though, so you’ll have one from me, too.” At the mention of her name, Kasha got up and moseyed over, shoving her nose beneath Paige’s hand resting on her lap, forcing a pat. “That’a girl. You’re a good dog.”

  Trace stared off at the pepper grinder in the center of the table, a frown on his forehead—a probable awakening—guessing she’d be gone for a long time.

  Yeah, Christmas present all right. A baby half-brother or sister. Now he wanted to punch something or gag. The longer she sat there in the kitchen they used to share as a couple, the more pissed off he became. In fact, he had to leave. He slid his chair out. “I forgot to take care of a chore in the barn. I need to double check on an order, too. You two finish dinner. There’s some cherry-chocolate ice cream in the fridge for dessert.” Jake mussed T.J.’s hair and winked at his kid. “Finish dinner. I’ll be in soon.” He left out the door in a calm manner.

  Dammit. Why’d he offer her to come to dinner? With a palliative breath, he knew why. He checked his phone. No messages. Since he hadn’t had anything to check in the barns, he turned on the conveyor and sent hay bales to the loft, then went up there to stack them. Jake believed the chance for her to come back for Trace was slim, and in fact, he expected her to cut ties with her old life. Maybe it was his gut telling him that.

  An hour and a half later, he entered the back door. Paige and Trace were in the living room, and someone plugged in the lighted pumpkin. Without a Halloween display like the one Paige had at her place, this one looked bare over on the square table near the bay window.

  “What’s going on?” he asked as he entered the living room with a beer. “Nice pumpkin.”

  

  “I like it, Dad. I plugged it in. We’re looking at pictures. Come see them!” He held up a picture and shoved it into Jake’s hand. “This is Austin’s plane.”

  Yeah, great. “Hmm, not that small.” He turned it over and read “Piper PA32 Small Aircraft.” Screw it. He handed it back to Trace. “Nice.” In reality, he was about to vomit. The guy had a freaking Piper PA32. That wasn’t cheap.

  Paige stood. “Well, it’s time I go. Our flight is scheduled to leave in a couple hours. Trace, come give Mom a hug, honey. I’m going to miss you.” She bent to hug him. Over Trace’s shoulder, she lifted her eyes to Jake.

  A lump stuck in his throat. This was it. He turned her over to another man like a father at a wedding. She was leaving them. The tear-filled look in her eyes was one he’d never forget.

  Trace cried when they parted. “Mommy…”

  “Shh,” she said, placing her finger over his lips. “I know you’re sad. I’ll call you later, big guy.” She hugged him again. “Don’t ever forget I love you, sweetheart.” Again she peered up at Jake who glanced away.

  His heart beat fast and strong. It took all the strength he had to stand there straight-faced, feigning calm as if he didn’t care. He cared. Even if he had wanted to hate her, he couldn’t, but it slowly brewed in his body and mind, especially after seeing the pain in his boy’s eyes—pain she had caused. He wanted to tell her she didn’t have to do this, but it would be worthless. She loved the other guy enough to have his baby—to give everything up for him. Yep, hate began to boil now. “Take care of yourself, Paige. I’ll take good care of our boy.”

  “I know you will, sweetie,” she said softly with a tenderness in her eyes he hadn’t seen in ages. Paige released Trace and hugged Jake, whispering, “A part of me will always…well, you know.”

  “But not enough…” Jake took a deep breath and left her embrace. “Come here, bud.” He lifted his son who was more than half of Jake’s height, and carried him outside to see her off. Trace didn’t object, now crying on his shoulder as Paige drove away.

  “Daddy?”

  “What, son?” he gulped out as the taillights faded.

  “Will Mom come back?”

  Trace’s heart beat as hard and fast as his did. He hugged him tighter, a desert-sand dryness blocking a normal swallow. “She said she would.” Jake gulped again. “Let’s take a walk through the barn.” He started to put T.J. down, but he tightened his hold around his dad’s neck.

  “No.” He cried and Jake stood right there holding him, and he cried internally.

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  Thanks for reading.

  

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• #AmWriting The Night the Bus Left Without Me #MFRWauthor

  Posted at 8:08 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on November 10, 2017

  Welcome to another week at my blog. The Marketing for Romance Writers 52-Week Blog Challenge Blog Hop is winding down. This week’s topic wasn’t easy for me. What else is new, right? Haha, I’ve said this before.

  It didn’t come easy because I couldn’t choose which day I wanted to post about. I had drafted three unforgettable day posts. The one I’m posting today isn’t one of the three. Wednesday night this one came to me, but I don’t know what triggered the memory. Why wouldn’t it come to me that night? This lady remained awake until at least 4:00 a.m. I think half the memories throughout my whole life came to me.. Read on…

  First, some good news (for me). I published one book this week. A coloring book. Now, there is one down and one to go. Finding Kimber is on track for release before Black Friday. 

  

   

  Week 45: An Unforgettable Day In My Life

  I looked fifteen, but imagine me at seventeen–short, thin, blonde (with big blue eyes, or so I’ve been told), and stuck at a mall all alone after dark. You see, my so-called “friend” didn’t come to pick me up after my driver education class. Yeah, I took the class in a conference room at the mall. Westland Mall. Cell phones were a thing of the future.

  

  The class ran late and I missed the bus home. The only buses left were going in a different direction and city. I wandered around in the mall foyer where the phones sat. Eventually, the mall cleared. I no longer felt safe there. I made calls trying to wrangle a ride home with no luck. I ventured back outside and waited with hopes the jerk friend would arrive.

  A group of older guys waited for one of the other buses, but they spotted me alone. When I say group, I mean about seven or eight guys, maybe more. I was young but not stupid. They laughed, teasing each other, and they kept peering in my direction. Even the bus driver!

  Red Flag.

  In my desperation, I went back inside to call home. This wasn’t one of my best choices because my dad wouldn’t get out of bed to come get me. Once he arrived home from work, he didn’t leave. I begged my mom to ask him. His answer? NO. No surprise.

  A few of the guys from outside had followed me inside while I made the phone call. They followed me back outside. I paced while waiting. By then, needless to say, fear overtook me. What could I do? Home was about seven miles away. I had walked it before. Would I have to again? I kept glancing at the woods across the road.

  Traffic in the parking lot dwindled. If only the buses would load up and leave. The guys moved closer to where I waited. Oh, crap! They tried to talk to me. I walked away from them.

  

  As these guys got closer to me, laughing, making jabs at each other, and at me, a young guy and girl came up to me, saying loudly, “Oh, there you are. We’ve been looking all over for you. Come on.” The girl gently held my arm.

  I took stock of the situation. The group of guys or two strangers? Guess which choice I made? What choice would you have made?

  The guy turned to give the group a warning glare. The three of us walked away. They told me they didn’t like the looks of what went on, and wanted to get me out of there. They offered me a ride home, and something  told me it was okay. (Intuition.)

  Would I have taken a ride from strangers on a normal night? Hell no, though I had hitchhiked before but never alone. Never at night. After getting in the car with them, fear and a whole new scenario played out in my mind, but they drove me straight home. I directed, but it was like they knew where to go.

  They pulled up in front of my house, smiled, and said, “Here you are.” How could I thank these two gentle strangers? Well, I did graciously thank them for saving me. I shudder to think of what could’ve happened that night. To this day, I believe they were my Guardian Angels. The friend? Hah, yeah, what friend? Jerk.

  

  I don’t condone hitchhiking. Times have changed since then. I also don’t recommend taking rides with strangers. For me, it turned out to be the right decision. Again, times have changed. Another thing? It pays to listen to our intuition. I believe it’s a gift.

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  I’ll make my way to participating author posts throughout the weekend.

  I hope you have a fantastic day!

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• NOT Short Snippet Saturday: McCutchen Genes ~Bull Rider Series 3

  Posted at 1:20 pm by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on October 29, 2017

  Hi. I know this isn’t Saturday.  🙂

  My edits are back! I’ll be busy finishing them for Finding Kimber and finalizing my second project. My newsletter went out last week with details about the new “something.”  ❤  I will spill the beans soon!

  WARNING: There are spoilers in this excerpt for those who plan on reading the first two books in the series. If you don’t care about that,  please know each one of my books is a complete story in itself, and they can be enjoyed without a cliffhanger ending. Christmas at Love House takes place four years after Hey, Cowboy, Book #2 ended.

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  From Chapter Two: 

  Love House. McCutchen Ranch, Pennsylvania

  As they crested another hill, Velia halted him and clung tighter to his arm. “Look. The house is so pretty at Christmas, and the lights outlining it makes it look fairytale-like from this higher elevation.” Velia smiled up at him and Kase. “Oh, honey. Thank you so much for this.” Velia observed the landscape behind the house. Snow covered, rolling hills with tall pines that had lived there for decades, warmed her heart. “My life is complete.”

  “I did it all for you and this little guy. I’m glad it makes you happy.” He nudged her on.  At home, Caulder lowered his son to the porch then stood the tree against the building. “I’ll put the lights on before I leave. Let me put the tools away.”

  Velia patted Kase atop the head. “You cold, sweetie? We all need some hot chocolate.”
  Kase jumped off the step and nodded with a big smile that matched his dad’s. “Is Natale home?”

  “Yes, Natale’s here. They got in late last night, so I let her and Alba sleep.” Velia tickled his belly. “She and Alba will be excited to see you again this morning.”

  As Caulder turned toward the family barn, he looked over his shoulder. “Your cousins have grown into beautiful young ladies. I barely recognized Natale at the airport last night. And Torre? When I take him to Foley’s ranch, I’ll be beating off the cowgirls. He’s a dang good lookin’ young man.”

  “Make sure you beat the cowgirls off you!” Velia teased and chortled, observing Kase rolling around a snowball. “The girls are attractive. Natale resembles her mother. Can you believe she recently turned eighteen?” Velia still missed her zia Dafne when she allowed herself to think about her, but at least her cousins had adjusted to living at the family winery in California.

  “I’ll get us some hot chocolate and brunch.” Velia opened the door and Torre met her in the mudroom. “Will you be long, honey?” she asked Caulder before closing the steel back door.

  “Nope, give me time to put the tools away. Hey, by the way—you’re darn beautiful yourself with those rosy cheeks. Bellissima!” After a wink, he plodded through the snow toward the smallest of the barns.

  Kase stopped right inside the doorway, stomping snow all over the grey slate flooring, and attempted to kick his boot off without success. “Mom, can I have a candy cane in my hot chocolate? Please? Pleassse?” he begged, dragging out the word to emphasize his need.

  She took his hand to move him into the room. “Take a seat on the bench. Maybe after brunch, honey. That’s a lot of sugar at one time.”

  He lifted his snowy palms. “Half a candy cane?”

  Velia laughed to herself. “All right.” He had his way of getting to her at times. “Torre, how are you this morning? Looking forward to your trip with Caulder tomorrow?”

  “I’m good but still tired,” Torre answered. “Jet lag. For sure, I’m looking forward to bull riding with Caulder.”

  “No one said anything about bull riding, young man.” Velia knelt to remove Kase’s boots and snowsuit before he fell on his bottom trying to himself. Finishing with him, she removed her own jacket and hat.

  “But, Velia, it’s in my blood now—like Caulder, I tell you. It calls me.” Torre followed her to the kitchen harboring a round oak table with six high-back chairs, an island, and a long, L-shaped granite countertop with many cabinets on the top and bottom. He removed a cup and chose a bold pod to make a single cup of coffee.

  “Torre, I saw that coming years ago.” Though McCutchen blood didn’t run in his veins, he was correct. Bull riding had hooked him when he was fifteen years old. Her brother Bobby didn’t know it, but Torre practiced bull riding on the side at every opportunity. Caulder had let that slip by accident. “There you go,” Velia said to Kase. “All warmed up now. You go to the bathroom then we’ll eat.”
  Kase ran into the bathroom ahead of her, pulled the zipper down on his jeans, and did what he had to do like a little man.

  “You’re growing up too fast.” Velia’s mouth went into a pout. She brushed her hair in front of the oval mirror over the single bowl sink. He’d be riding bulls before long. Not if she could help it, but living on the edge had to be in his McCutchen genes.

  

  Bull Rider Series 3

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  Thanks for reading! I am so in love with the characters in this series. Yes, I can say that even if I did create them.  Err, it’s more like they created themselves. 🙂

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  A little Christmas magic will be a welcome guest at Love House, but regardless if it arrives or not…during this bittersweet interlude—Velia and Caulder dare their happily-ever-after to be anything less than “forever.” Click for more info on the Bull Rider Series.

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• #AmWriting #MFRWauthor The Best of Seasonal Changes

  Posted at 11:41 am by Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, on September 22, 2017

  Welcome to the first day of Fall. Today autumn officially arrives at 4:02 p.m. EDT in the Northern Hemisphere. From The Farmer’s Almanac:

  The word equinox comes from the Latin aequus (equal) and nox (night).

  

   

  Week 38. The best parts of each season.

  #MFRWauthor

  

  I wrote a post for last week, but I didn’t get it posted on time. Last week the topic was Five Ways To Win My Heart. I hope you don’t mind me jotting the five ways to win my heart at the bottom of this post. Skip reading the delayed snippet if you choose. I won’t know.  🙂

  Now on to this week’s topic: The best parts of…

  Spring

  Rebirth. Butterflies. No snow. Everything outside is fresh and new. The grass is turning a pretty Kelly green. Hyacinths and crocuses bloom. Buds appear on trees. The air smells so fresh after a spring rain.

   

   

   

   

  Summer 

  Longer days. Vacation. The Beach. Blue skies and fluffy clouds. Roses. Fresh vegetables and fruit. Fireworks. No snow. Camping. People camp in anything from tents to 5th wheels or motor homes. My family has camped in ground tents, pop-up tents, a pickup camper (Remember those?), and a 5th wheel. Sitting around a campfire at night is romantic and fun for those who enjoy it.

  Summer vacation doesn’t mean to me what it used to when I worked, but I love this season. Then, summer couldn’t come soon enough. School dragged until the last day. At my last job in middle school, all the teachers stood outside at the bus stop and waved good-bye to the students. The students got a big kick out of it. Lordy, were we happy! So were the kids.

   

  Autumn

   

  Beauty. Cider Mills. Candy and caramel apples. Cooler temps. Longer walks. Less lawn cutting. Photography. The crunch of leaves. A coating of leaves as they pile up everywhere. Who doesn’t enjoy a drive during the autumn when trees put on their stunning autumn coats only to lose them too quickly? This is my favorite time of year.

   

   

   

   

   

  Winter 

   

  Holidays—Thanksgiving. Christmas, New Year’s Eve. Decorations. Christmas lights. Turkey. Cozy fire. Snowmen. Snuggling into a warm bed. The first snowfall. After the first snowfall, it can melt and not come back until Christmas Eve. Then it can melt again. Do you like sitting in front of a fireplace? I can’t imagine what the holidays will be like this year with both my kids living far away. My son is moving today.  😦

   

  Remember, folks, this is a Marketing for Romance Writers dot org BLOG HOP. Please check out the other participants HERE.

  Thanks for reading! Enjoy autumn.

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  Here’s where I’m sneaking in a quick rundown of Five Ways to Win my Heart from last week’s topic.

  1. Show respect and accept me for who I am. I’ll do the same for you.

  2. Make me laugh.

  3. Flirting with other women when I’m with you, especially with a woman who is with another man, won’t earn you brownie points.

  4. How you introduce me to your friends and acquaintances says a lot. Do you introduce me as a friend, when we both know I’m so much more? Are you ashamed to admit I’m your girlfriend, fiancée, wife? Freaking introduce me properly, please. At least use my name if you can’t think of anything else.

  5. Remember my birthday and our anniversary. Flowers, candy, or gifts aren’t necessary. Yes, they are nice to receive. BUT, if you took the time to pick out a card and tell me happy birthday / anniversary, you’ve won my heart, sweetie.

  Photo credits: Coat/cowboy hat © Aldegonde Le Compte | Dreamstime.com. Christmas Boots  © Olivier Le Queinec | Dreamstime.com. Butterfly Pixabay.

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