Thursday, May 19, 2022



Behind the amicable façade is a man who’s tough and determined. He’s Mateo’s Blood Brother.




They were friends, close as brothers. Then they weren’t.

Mateo and Jesse are cautiously working their way back to friendship when Jesse discovers the unthinkable. Delilah (also known as Layla), the sultry shifter who’d had affairs with both men, is still alive. The tumble she took over a mountain ridge—a fall that nearly killed Mateo—should have finished her.

Now, there’s no choice but for the two men to work together to take down a she-devil straight from hell.  As the stakes escalate and the hunt becomes more intense, another wolf appears on the scene. Always where Jesse’s at. Always when he’s in trouble.  Jesse is divided between ending Delilah, a new love interest, discovering the identity of a certain brown wolf and staying alive.



A shadow fell across the desk. Unexpected. Eerie in the predawn gloom.

Nerves thrumming, Sheriff Mateo Grey’s head shot up and he reached for his gun.

A lanky man in jeans and a tan uniform-shirt, with coal-black hair pulled back in a tail, leaned against the doorframe of Mateo’s office. A shield attached to his brown leather belt. The scent of fresh air and earthy musk followed him in. He moseyed over and dropped boneless into the hard, wooden chair, in front of the desk.

“What the hell, Jesse?  You sneak around like a—”


“Cat was what I was about to say. Don’t try to snag me with political incorrectness.” Mateo shook himself, leaned back in his worn office chair and drilled the Chief of Police of the Blackfeet Nation with a hard stare. 

Jesse snorted and handed him a paper cup, with Belle’s Beans printed on the side, then took a sip of his own. Not a drop had spilled when he collapsed into the chair, reminding Mateo of the man’s innate feline grace.

“Thanks.” Fragrant steam rose from the opening, the cup warm against Mateo’s hand. His tight jaws relaxed. Belle served the best coffee in the county.

He took a long swallow. The caffeinated liquid rolled down his throat, hit his belly and kick-started him into hyperdrive.

“Okay, Jesse, hit me.”

Tight lips set in a lean face twitched. “I’ve been wanting to for months.”

“Years more like.” Mateo flashed a grin.

Growing up, the men had been close as brothers. Best friends. Blood brothers. Then they weren’t. His fault.

Cautious and slow, they were working their way back to friendship.

Jesse grinned back, nodding in acknowledgement.

“Surprised to see you here. What can I do for you?” He and Jesse had a contentious relationship and even though they were moiling their way toward a more even footing, they weren’t there yet.

“What makes you think I want anything?”

“You know the old saying, beware law enforcement officers bearing gifts.”

“At least I didn’t bring donuts.”

Mateo gave a crack of laughter and, just like that, the lingering tension of a moment before broke.

“Where is everyone?” Jesse peered through the open doorway, a long gash on the worn, stained frame, left by a previous, unhappy visitor.

“It’s not seven yet. Nobody here but me and the dispatcher. But they’ll be streaming in any minute.” He pointed at the large-faced, black-rimmed, round clock that adorned the plain white walls of his office.

“How’s Blair?”

The question sidetracked Mateo as no doubt it was meant to, as a vision of his fiancée with tousled hair and covers pulled up to her nose rose in his mind, along with another body part. Having his fiancée as his chief deputy was both a blessing and a curse.  Stubborn as a mule, she didn’t take kindly to being told what to do. But offsetting that, his chief deputy—his woman—was brave, smart and able to handle herself.  Not to mention sexy as hell.

He squirmed in his chair and got himself back on track.

“She’s fine. Now, what is it you’re not telling me? It’s not like you to beat around the bush.”

Silence built. Tension swelled.

Mateo thrummed his fingers on the desk, waiting. The drumming echoed in the quiet.

Jesse stared over Mateo’s left shoulder as if waiting for divine intervention. None was forthcoming. Finally, he straightened his shoulders and turned his gaze to Mateo. “She’s alive.”


Character Facts:

Jesse and Blair both like to catch the Full Moon Band, that plays hard rock with a native twist, on Wednesday nights at the Blue Coyote. 


Jesse loves Belle’s Beans coffee and bear claws.


Popular with the ladies, he managed to avoid any serious entanglements until Layla/Delilah.


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Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Summer Gardening and EVENTS by Rhonda Lee Carver


Hi, y'all. Do you enjoy gardening? Honestly, I love the end product, but planting, weeding, and watering aren't something I necessarily enjoy. However, I love flowers, plants, being outdoors...

Our flower beds needed sprucing. So, we've been clearing out weeds, laying down barriers, and re-mulching. Fun times here at the C-Ranch. Below is the delivery we received yesterday. Look at all that mulch! Thankfully, once this is finished, it's just a matter of upkeep.

Have you started planting yet?

Have you read All Cowboy and Pure Country (Book 4, The Brothers of Dove Grey)

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Gianna Mosley has it all. As a top influencer engaged to a baseball star, Sunny Banks, what more could she want?

A faithful fiancé?

Her assistant announces on a radio talk show that she and Sunny are having an affair and they’re in love, and Gianna’s world comes crashing down. The media has a field day with the scandal and fans blame her. Fast forward six months, she’s moved on from Sunny, but when she reads that he’s engaged to her ex-assistant, Gianna can’t help but feel a slap in her face.

Carter Dawson is celebrating his birthday over a couple of drinks and chicken wings at the local honky-tonk when he thinks it’d be funny to text his old friend and ask her to marry him. After all, when they were kids, they’d made a pact that if they were still single at thirty, they’d marry each other. When he wakes up the next morning with a fiancée, the joke is no longer funny. His name is plastered all over social media as the new Mr. Mosley. 
What the hell?

She went about things a bit cockeyed. Now she’s fake engaged and needs to plan a staged break-up. However, she and Carter both warm up to the idea that a pretend relationship is more fun than the reality of being alone.

Love ain’t so bad either.

Both have some dragons to slay. Gianna hasn’t trusted anyone since her ex cheated. And Carter can’t live in the shadow of her past relationship. Will love triumph? Or are they doomed?

I want to invite each and every one of you to a LIVE Q&A. 
When: May 26, 2022 @ 6 P.M.
WE will be answering readers' questions and giving away prizes! You don't want to mis this event!

At an early age, Rhonda fell in love with romance novels, knowing one day she’d write her own love story. Life took a short detour, but when the story ideas were no longer contained, she decided to dive in and write. Her first plot was on a dirty napkin she found buried in her car. Eventually, she ran out of napkins. With baby on one hip and laptop on the other, she made a dream into reality—one word at a time. 

Her specialty is men who love to get their hands dirty and women who are smart, strong and flawed. She loves writing about the everyday hero. 

When Rhonda isn't crafting sizzling manuscripts, you will find her busy editing novels, blogging, juggling kids and animals (too many to name), dreaming of a beach house and keeping romance alive. Oh, and drinking lots of coffee to keep up with her hero and heroine.



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Bicycles And Bloomers By Kathleen Lawless @kathleenlawless


The invention of the bicycle in the 18th century marked an interesting era.  Women’s fashions at the time were hardly conducive to this activity and various opinions were bandied about regarding ladies exerting themselves in this way.  Never mind most Western women were washing the family’s clothes by hand, churning butter, caring for livestock and growing food to feed their household.  As bicycles became more popular, they afforded women an easier mode of transport and led to some interesting fashion changes to provide more suitable attire.   


My heroine, Chelsea, in Chelsea’s Choice is a free-thinking, free-spirited young woman who emigrated to Arizona in search of adventure and more opportunities for women.  It’s not easy to divulge someone’s personality in the opening pages of a book, but the fact that Chelsea shows up with the town’s first bicycle tells the reader a fair bit about her in the opening scene.  She doesn’t necessarily follow protocol or act the way society expects of a well-to-do young woman. Exactly the right person to tangle with my ‘Reclusive Man’ and break down those barriers he’d built between himself and the rest of the town.

 Chelsea’s first appearance in her new town: Chelsea pumped the pedals of her shiny new bicycle as she made her way slowly down the main street of Bullet, swerving to avoid horses, carriages and the assortment of pedestrians, all ages who stopped, mouths agape, to stare.  She must look a sight, as she had yet to quite get the hang of this thing. It turned out staying upright while balancing on two wheels was a lot harder than the fellow back East had made it look.

 Up ahead, she spotted the sign for the hotel and carefully slowed the bicycle.  When she reached her destination, she stopped and dismounted as gracefully as possible.  For the sake of decorum while traveling across the country by train, she’d worn a full skirt that ended just above the ankle, sadly missing the freedom of her cycling bloomers, which she had purchased with ease of riding in mind.

 The hero’s reaction a short time later:  Reece tightened his grip on the reins as he signaled to the horses.  He drove away, conscious of those dancing dark eyes boring into his back. What was the world coming to?  A woman speaking so freely to a stranger.  Showing up here with a bicycle.  A woman like that meant sure-fire trouble.  Good thing he kept to himself.

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USA Today Bestselling author Kathleen Lawless blames a misspent youth watching Rawhide, Maverick and Bonanza for her fascination with cowboys, which doesn’t stop her from creating a wide variety of interests and occupations for her many alpha male heroes.   

Her hero, Steele, in HER UNDERCOVER COWBOY, is a modern-day cowboy, so when she was wooed by a man called Steel— while he’s not a cowboy, he is an alpha male and her forever hero.  Which is why all of her stories end Happily Ever After.

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Monday, May 16, 2022

make time and take time for yourself


Summer is right around the corner, and I am ready for it! Getting away into the mountains is my favorite part of summer. Up in the crisp fresh air, no phone service, and endless adventures. It is also where I like to go to rejuvenate and relax. Taking time to recharge is something all of us need to do from time to time.

Spending months slaving away in front of the computer to finish and publish a book can be exhausting. But working hard doing something I love is rewarding and thrilling. Seeing that hard work getting recognition is the best feeling. But taking a break and having time for yourself is a must. Life gets busy and finding time for yourself can be hard. For me, time in the mountains is just what I need for a life reset. 

 Though I still make time to write while I'm relaxing in front of the campfire or sitting on top of the mountain with an amazing view before me. I always take a notebook and a handful of pens with me when I go to the mountains to hide from the hectic world. 

So find your way to the beach, a mountain, a sunny park, or even your yard. Fresh air and sunshine can do so much for our mind, body, and soul.

In Promise of Spring True Tucker gets lost in the mountains. After saving the life of a little girl, a blizzard strands True in a cabin with the girl and her handsome father. Adventure, excitement, and love find True as she spends time in the mountains with the dashing man and his adorable daughter. But when it's time for her to return to her normal life, will she stay with the man she loves or choose the life she is accustomed to?

Friday, May 13, 2022

My first post!

I was thrilled when Cowboy Kisses invited me to be a contributing author, but I must confess I've been staring at the blank page of my first post with nearly as much nail biting as when I started blogging ten years ago. 

Perhaps the best thing to do is post a few tidbits about myself, so you can get to know me.

I'm a multi-published author who writes both western historical romance and contemporary paranormal romance (under a different pen name). I like the challenge of tackling new subjects and genres, but western historical romance will always be my favorite to both read and write.

You can find a brief history of my writing and blogging experiences in my 10-Year Blogiversary post. My bio, books, and social media links can be found on my author page, right here on Cowboy Kisses.

I was born and raised in Texas, and currently call Magnolia home. My house sits close enough to the train tracks that I can hear the rumble of the train and its whistle in the distance. That was great inspiration for the newest book in my Forging America series, Fool's Iron.

Fool's Iron is currently up for preorder on Amazon and will be released June 1st.

I'll be posting the second Friday of every month here on Cowboy Kisses. If you'd like to follow this blog, the follow options are on the right, at the bottom. If you use a service such as Feedly or, add to your list.

I'm open to suggestions for post topics. What do you enjoy reading about most? History? Life in the 19th century? Crafts? Fun and interesting places to visit? Author life behind the scenes?  I'd love to know!

Thursday, May 12, 2022

Guest Author ~ J. Arlene Culiner

I love writing about people who are different. Some are forced to adapt to new circumstances in order to survive, others are originals, folks who have never really fit into mainstream society. But no one is humdrum, and all have dreams. 

So, what do an embittered mail-order-bride, an adventurer, a brothel madam, a silver baron/artist, a war refuge, a pacifist, a playboy veterinarian, and a woman who protects spiders all have in common? They get another chance to find love. And what better setting for romance than a semi-ghost town in Nevada? 

A Room in Blake’s Folly begins in 1889 with the romance between Sookie Lacey, a former prostitute now saloon dance girl, and Westley Cranston, adventurer. But love rarely follows a straight path. Times change, life goes on, and new relationships form. In 2022, Blake’s Folly, once notorious for saloons, brothels, speakeasies, and divorce ranches, has become a semi-ghost town of abandoned shacks and weedy dirt roads. But the old stories are still very present, and they have the power to influence the remaining 53 inhabitants.

A Room in Blake’s Folly
(published by The Wild Rose Press)


If only the walls could speak…

In one hundred and fifty years, Blake's Folly, a silver boomtown notorious for its brothels,
scarlet ladies, silver barons, speakeasies, and divorce ranches, has become a semi-ghost town.
Although the old Mizpah Saloon is still in business, its upper floor is sheathed in dust. But in a
room at a long corridor's end, an adventurer, a beautiful dance girl, and a rejected wife were once
caught in a love triangle, and their secret has touched three generations.

Trade Paperback ISBN 978-1-5092-4202-3
Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-4203-0

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Writer, storyteller, photographer, and social critical artist, J. Arlene Culiner, was born in New York and raised in Toronto. She has crossed much of Europe on foot, has lived in a Hungarian mud house, a Bavarian castle, a Turkish cave dwelling, on a Dutch canal, and in a haunted house on the English moors. She now resides in a 400-year-old former inn in a French village of no interest and, much to local dismay, protects all creatures, especially spiders and snakes. She particularly enjoys incorporating into short stories, mysteries, narrative non-fiction, and romances, her experiences in out-of-the-way communities, and her conversations with strange characters.

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