REBECCA’S SIGN…my latest inspirational romance…

Rebecca's Sign cover

Welcome back! I have a new book release to talk about! Yes, that’s right, my twenty-fifth book released this week, an inspirational romance about a young widow who is unexpectedly forced to begin a new life with her two young children. Rebecca’s Sign was released earlier this week by LazyDay Publishing and I’m going to share the blurb and an excerpt with you tonight.

BLURB:

Suburban housewife, Rebecca Long, has lived the American dream for several years. When her world suddenly comes crashing down around her after the sudden death of her husband and she is left to fend for herself and her two young children, she makes a drastic change and moves her family across the country. Settling on the Texas ranch of her aunt and uncle, she accepts a job keeping the books for neighboring rancher, Seth Winters, leaving behind the life she’s grown accustomed to.

Seth has been left at the altar by a fiancée who couldn’t face life on the ranch. Can two lonely hearts find the courage to give love another chance? Or will circumstances beyond their control keep them apart forever?

Wow, are you wondering about the details? Will the children adjust to life on a ranch after living in the suburbs? Will Rebecca be able to survive? And Seth…well, now that’s a whole other story…

EXCERPT:

Rebecca Long checked her pot roast in the oven again. Looking at the clock on her bright
yellow kitchen wall she sighed. If Roger didn’t get home soon, their dinner would be ruined.
Where could he be? He hadn’t called to tell her he’d be late, which was very unusual. If her
husband was anything, he was dependable.
“Mommy, I’m hungry,” her daughter, Kaci, said as she ran into the kitchen.
“Get your brother and wash up. I’m going to go ahead and let you guys eat. Daddy’s
running late.”
As Kaci ran off to find her older brother, Matthew, Rebecca reached for the potholder
once more and opened the oven door. Pushing her dark, shoulder length hair out of the way, she
stood back, waiting for the steam from the hot oven to escape before taking their dinner out.
She had just filled the children’s plates when the doorbell rang.
“Who on earth could that be right at dinnertime?” she asked aloud as she wiped her hands
on a dishtowel and walked the distance from the dining room of her modern, midwestern home
to the front foyer. She opened the door, expecting to see one of the neighbors, but instead found
herself looking at the two police officers standing on her doorstep in surprise.
“M…may I help you?” she asked.
“Mrs. Roger Long?” one of the officers asked solemnly.
“Yes, I’m Mrs. Long,” she replied hesitantly.
“May we come in, ma’am? We need to talk with you,” the officer continued. Both men
proceeded to show her their identification.
“Of course, come on in. What is this concerning?” she asked as she stepped aside to
allow them to enter her home.
“Are you here alone? Is there a neighbor or a relative you could ask to come over?” the
other officer asked.
“My children are having their dinner. I could call my next door neighbor, but I’d imagine
she is feeding her family dinner right now.”
“Would you ask her to come over, please?” the officer asked kindly.
“You’re frightening me. Has something happened?”
“I’m afraid so, ma’am.”
With shaking hands, Rebecca picked up her cell and phoned her next-door neighbor and
friend, Marci. “Marci, please, I know you’re probably in the middle of dinner, but could you
come over here? The police are here, and they are saying I shouldn’t be alone. I’m not quite sure
what’s happening.”
Within minutes, Marci and her husband, Charlie, were at the door.
Charlie looked at the officers and asked, “What’s going on?”
“Please, could we all sit down?”
Rebecca led the officers into the living room and as they all took a seat, Marci held
tightly to Rebecca’s hand. By now, both women were frightened.
The officer who’d been doing most of the talking spoke quietly. As he looked from
Charlie to Marci to Rebecca, he said, “There is no easy way to say this, ma’am. Your husband,
Roger, was in an accident this afternoon. His car apparently went left of center and over an
embankment. We don’t have all the details yet, but it is being investigated.”
“I need to go to him. Why have we wasted all this time? What hospital has he been taken
to?” Rebecca screamed as she stood up.
The officer looked at Charlie and shook his head. Charlie immediately put his arms
around Rebecca. “Sit down, hon, we need to listen to what he has to say.” He looked at Marci,
who by now had figured out what was coming next.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Long. Your husband was killed instantly in the crash. No one else was
injured; he managed not to collide with any other vehicles.”
“This can’t be happening. You’ve made a mistake, it wasn’t my Roger. It has to be a
different Roger Long.” Rebecca was wide-eyed and shaking as she clutched onto Marci and
Charlie for support.
“Are you positive?” Charlie asked the officer.
“His identification was in his wallet and in the vehicle. We’ll have his personal effects for
Mrs. Long once the investigation is completed. I’m very sorry.”

Of course, there is a mystery surrounding the death of Roger, and the things revealed to Rebecca in the days that followed his death were shocking to her. I hope I’ve piqued your interest enough to want to one click and find out the rest. Will she find the strength to move forward for the sake of her children? Will she receive the signs from Roger she needs?

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Happy Reading!!!!!

Love, Anna

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A Special Birthday, An Anniversary, and A Celebratory Sale…

RIP blingHi again from Anna’s world! It’s the first day of August, and like everyone else I know, I’m wondering where this year has gone! I have a lot of things on tap this month, finishing my current book, starting on a Christmas novella for an anthology I am proud to be a part of, my 25th book release, which I’ll talk about in another post, and a conference later in the month. Busy, busy times in the life of this author. Today, though, I want to tell you about a very special birthday. Rebel Ink Press, the very first publisher I received a contract from three years ago, turns five this month. All kinds of exciting things are planned to celebrate, including the fact that several books are on sale for $0.99 on Amazon the entire month. That’s a great gift to our readers, don’t you think? This month also marks the second anniversary of the release of one of my favorite books, Remember Our Promise. The book was so well received when it debuted in August of 2013 that some readers asked if it was going to be a series. Actually, I had no plans of that nature, but after thinking about it and talking to the folks at Rebel Ink Press, it was decided to make it a trilogy. That’s how The Promises Trilogy came to be. Book two released earlier this year and to celebrate the birthday of the publisher, it will be included in the lineup of $0.99 choices this month. I’m excited to bring you A Cowboy’s Promise at a discounted price. Get caught up, because next year the final book of the trilogy, The Forgotten Promise, will be added. Here’s the blurb for Remember Our Promise:remember-our-promise-jpeg.jpg Lily Wells has been in love with David Black since she was fifteen years old. When she was eighteen, he broke her heart, leaving her with a promise that the year they turned thirty, if neither was married, they would find a way to reconnect. As fate would have it, twelve years later, while she is in her hometown for her grandmother’s funeral, she runs into David. Still as breathtakingly handsome as ever, now a prominent Texas attorney, he makes it clear he’s a confirmed bachelor. After one perfect, romantic weekend together, Lily returns to her job as the acquisitions editor for a New York City publishing house, knowing that a life with David is still her heart’s desire. Believing that to him she’s only one of his many female companions and that he has no recollection of the promise she’s clung to for the past twelve years, she goes on with her life in the Big Apple. She and David remain in contact with each other, however, seemingly growing closer. Will he break her heart a second time or is it possible that she’s misreading the signs? And now the blurb for A Cowboy’s Promise:Cowboy's Promise-flat Valerie Kennedy is feeling restless. Bored with her life in New York City, she finds herself searching for something more. She dreams of peace and serenity. Love has eluded her until she decides to pay a visit to her old friend, Lily Black, in Texas. There she is introduced to hot cowboy, Levi Ridgeway. Her first impression of him isn’t good, but as she spends more time with him she discovers that Levi and Texas might just hold the key to her happiness. The pot is sweetened by an offer to join Lily as a partner in her publishing company. When one crisis after another forces Val to stay in New York and put important decisions on hold, will she let her dreams fade away and give up the only man she’s ever loved? Buy link to the sale… http://www.amazon.com/Cowboys-Promise-Anna-Kristell-ebook/dp/B00S1PRIPQ/ref=la_B00B1LK14W_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1438456239&sr=1-2 Enjoy the romance and let’s meet back here in a few weeks when I tell you all about my twenty-fifth book… Love, Anna

THE LEGEND OF BLACKHAWK MANOR

Blackhawk Manor coverThis has been a busy week in Anna’s World, starting with the release of Abraham’s Soul from LazyDay Publishing earlier in the week and my first book with Mystic Books, The Legend of Blackhawk Manor, yesterday! This one is a little something new for me, as it not only has a little bit of romance in it, but also an unsolved murder mystery from the fifties and some paranormal activity…

Let me tell you where the idea sprang from first of all.

 

Several years ago, while visiting with our son and his family, my husband and I were guests at the famed Blackhawk Hotel in Davenport, Iowa. It was an eventful weekend, with several unexplained things occurring in our room. We were later told by employees of a neighboring hotel that it was common for guests of the Blackhawk to experience the paranormal…

And so, building on that experience, The Legend Of Blackhawk Manor came to life. Yes, some of the things in the story actually happened in our room on that weekend long ago…

Are you curious now, maybe a little skeptical, perhaps a whole lot intrigued?? Let’s go on and I’ll share the blurb with you.

BLURB:

On the banks of the Mississippi, in a small Iowa town known as LeClaire, sits a quaint, two-story brick building. Known as Blackhawk Manor, a lucrative local inn, the establishment has housed many a famous name, actors and actresses, as well as singers.

Perhaps the most famous of guests, however, was a young construction worker named Robert Thorndale. Robert and his bride were spending their honeymoon at the inn when the handsome young bridegroom met his death at the hands of an unknown man. The murder was never solved and many years later, when two young college friends decide to spend a week at the historic inn, they find themselves in the middle of a fifty year old mystery. Strange appearances begin to occur, clues are left and it is up to Hannah and her friend, Cassie, to solve the crime.

Will they find the killer before it’s too late?

If that wasn’t enough to get you interested, how about a little excerpt?

EXCERPT:

Along the Iowa banks of the mighty Mississippi, in the small historical town of LeClaire, sits a quaint two-story brick structure. Known as Blackhawk Manor, the cozy inn was built in the year 1918 and in 1942 was converted by the family of the original owner to the business that continues to provide a lucrative income for the current generation.

Actors, actresses, and singers have graced the rooms of the beautiful establishment. With the Adler Theater not far away in Davenport, many sought to relax in the small river town rather than the city when their night’s performance was done. Perhaps the most famous of names to be seen on the register was not one of those theatrical types, but rather a young businessman named Robert Thorndale. Robert and his bride had signed the roster hours after their wedding. They had planned to spend a week enjoying the shops and scenery before returning to the apartment waiting for them at their home, not far from the inn. Robert was a builder for a major construction company several miles up the river. His new wife, Pamela Sue, was looking forward to making a home for her husband and the children that would surely follow soon.

Neither of them could have known that their time together was to be cut short. But, as fate would have it, on a cool summer evening in 1954, Robert met with a death too abominable to comprehend, and the life they had planned with such excitement and high hopes ended. Pamela Sue returned to their home for the funeral, but no one seemed to know what had happened to her after that. The locals would have you believe that Robert’s ghost still walked the halls of Blackhawk Manor, searching for his bride.

The current year was 2015 and two young college girls were planning a week-long stay in the quaint little town.  It was the summer between their junior and senior year and the two roommates had scrimped and saved in order to spend their last summer of freedom, as they called it, traveling and having fun. They had chosen to stay in LeClaire at the famed bed and breakfast for the first adventure of the summer. Hannah Stone was interested in the local folklore and had heard of the legend surrounding Blackhawk Manor. She had convinced her reluctant friend, Cassie Sharp, to accompany her.

“I want to know if the things they say are true. You know this stuff interests me,” Hannah said as she turned her car off Interstate 80. “This is our exit.”

“I don’t know why, but if it makes you happy, I’ll humor you,” Cassie replied with a laugh. “I can see it now, old Robert will be roaming the halls at midnight, calling out for his dear Pamela, and you’ll be recording it.”

“It’s kind of a sad story, you know. Think about it. They were on their honeymoon and they are out walking along the river one evening when someone appears from behind and tries to kidnap his precious new bride. He does the chivalrous thing and defends her, fighting off the man, only to be stabbed in the heart. He fell to the ground, dead as a doornail.”

“I know, I know, and then the would-be kidnapper runs away, leaving poor little Pamela screaming for help.”

“How do ghosts haunt, do you think?” Hannah asked as they pulled into the parking lot of the beautiful brick home.

“I guess you’re about to find out. This could turn out to be one hell of a week,” Cassie said teasingly.

“Then again, it may be boring as all get out,” Hannah answered with a giggle.

The two girls pulled into a parking spot near the front of the building and got out of the car. As they took in the sights all around them, they had to agree it was a gorgeous setting.

“Perfect for a romantic honeymoon, don’t you think?” Hannah asked.

“Don’t go getting any ideas. I have my room and you have yours,” Cassie teased as she walked around to get her bag from the trunk.

“Very funny, I don’t swing that way. You just aren’t my type. Besides, I think Chad might have a thing or two to say about that,” Hannah replied. Chad was her current boyfriend.

“I doubt that Alan would approve either,” Cassie retorted.

“Are you guys going to get married, do you think? I mean you’ve been dating forever,” Hannah asked as she lifted her own bag out and slammed the trunk closed.

“Maybe,” Cassie said with a flip of her shoulder length red hair. She was a pretty girl, with flashing emerald eyes to go with the gorgeous red mane.

The two friends walked onto the porch of the house and went inside. They were greeted by the sight of a beautifully decorated lobby. A brick fireplace graced one wall with a china blue couch and two blue and yellow floral upholstered winged chairs in front of it. The fireplace was flanked with bookcases full of books on either side and there was a table with coffee, juices and cookies for the guests. On the other wall was the check-in desk. They made their way over so they could register.

“Hi, I’m Hannah Stone and this is Cassie Sharp. We have reservations for the week,” Hannah said to the man behind the desk in a confident tone as she pushed a loose strand of her blonde curly hair out of her face. She was cute with her short, bouncy blonde curls and snappy blue eyes.

He scanned the computer. “Ah yes, we’ve been expecting you. Let me print up some paperwork for you to sign, get you some keys and you’re all set.” Once that had been taken care of, he told them his name was Steven and dinner would be served at seven. The young man was fairly good-looking, probably in his twenties and obviously interested in the inn’s newest arrivals.

“We not only serve breakfast here, but lunch and dinner,” he explained. “Of course, if you prefer to check out some of the local spots, you’re most welcome to try them. Between you and me, you won’t find any better fare than our dining room, though, and the pool is open until ten.”

“Thank you,” Hannah said as she accepted the key he held out to her.

“You’re in room five and Miss Sharp is right next door in seven,” Steven informed them.

“Thank you, if you could just point us in the right direction,” Hannah replied with a sugary smile.

“Certainly, just take a left down the hallway and you can’t miss them on the left side of the hall. Enjoy your stay. I’m on duty until midnight if you need anything. Maria will be here during the night.”

“Thank you so much,” Cassie said with a flutter of eyelashes. When they were out of earshot, she giggled. “Not bad for a sample of the local fare,” she whispered.

“Cassie, really, you are such a flirt. How have you and Alan stayed together so long?” Hannah teased.

“It’s all in good fun, harmless,” Cassie replied.

The girls found their rooms and arranged to meet in thirty minutes. Hannah walked into her own room and the sight that greeted her simply took her breath away. Cherry furnishings, polished to a high gloss, the bed was covered in a stunning dark blue and maroon paisley comforter. A dark blue throw lay at the foot of the bed and the draperies at the window matched. In front of the window sat two maroon winged chairs and a cherry table. The cherry armoire held a television set and there was a bureau for her clothes. She quickly unpacked and found hangers and a tiny closet for the things she preferred to hang. Wandering into the bathroom, she wasn’t disappointed when she saw gleaming white fixtures and marble counters. The floor was tiled and there was a Jacuzzi tub and a separate shower stall.

Slipping off her flip-flops, she let her feet sink into the thick, luxurious deep blue carpeting. “I could get used to this,” she said aloud as she grabbed a menu from the table and plopped down on the bed. “Seafood and steaks, makes sense,” she said as she perused the dinner choices. Glancing at the dainty gold watch on her left wrist, she saw that it was nearly time to meet her friend. She jumped up and ran into the bathroom, where she splashed her face with water and dried it. Taking her makeup out of the cosmetic bag she’d packed that morning, she touched up her face and ran a brush through her short blonde curls.

She was just walking back into the bedroom when there was a knock on the door. She ran to open it. “Cassie, come on in. This place is great. What’s your room like?” she asked as she stood aside to let her friend in.

Cassie looked around the room. “It’s similar, although my color scheme is gray and mauve. I’m famished. Did you look at the menu yet?”

“They have seafood, so I’m content to stay here and try out the dining room. They have an all you can eat buffet tonight.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me? You and your love of seafood,” Cassie said with a laugh. “I’ll probably have a steak.”

“Your tastes are so boring.”

“Blame it on growing up in the Midwest, on a farm, no less,” Cassie told her. “Can I help it if you big city gals have different tastes?”

“How we ever became best friends in college is beyond me. They couldn’t have paired two more different personalities as roommates.”

“True, but after that awful first few months of adjusting to each other’s quirkiness, it just all sort of fell into place. I honestly don’t know how I would have made it through the last three years without you.”

“This fall will be our senior year. We have to make a pact to stay in touch, no matter where our lives lead us after graduation.”

“Of course we will. Why would you think otherwise? Let’s go eat.”

Arm-in-arm, the two friends walked down the hall to the dining room, which was located beyond the lobby. They were seated after a short wait and the view of the river from their table was breathtaking.

“Look at all the boats on the water,” Cassie said.

“There’s a barge moving downstream,” Hannah pointed out.

After a delicious dinner, they walked around the grounds, marveling at the sights. The gardens and surrounding grounds had obviously been tended to carefully. Ending the night by sitting on the porch in rockers with some of the other guests, they listened to an older couple telling some of the other guests about the legend.

“You know they make such a big deal about the young man who died on his honeymoon defending his bride, but there was also a very famous actor who died in his sleep in this very place. They don’t talk about that much,” the woman said.

“Really?” another woman asked. “I have never heard that story.”

“It’s all kept very hush-hush. Apparently, he suffered a heart attack and the maid found him the next morning when she went in to clean the room. He was in his seventies, so I guess it wasn’t that big of a deal, but still, he was pretty famous in his day.”

“Who was it?” one of the other guests asked.

“Roman Carrington, I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He played in several movies years ago and also did some work on Broadway.”

“The name is familiar. I guess the story of the young honeymooners was of more interest.”

“Well, it is much more romantic than an old man dying in his sleep,” the woman telling the story replied. “You know, the murderer was never caught.”

Hannah listened intently, but she could see that her friend was growing bored with all the talk of the deaths that had occurred in the area.

Cassie yawned. “I think I’m going to my room to call Alan before it gets too late. Are you coming?” she asked.

“Yes, I’m sure Chad will call when he gets in from his shift at the hospital.”

When they were outside Hannah’s room they made plans to meet at eight for breakfast. “We’ll plan our day while we eat. I hope to work some shopping in. I know they have some really neat shops here,” Hannah said as she turned the key in the lock and prepared to go inside.

“Have a good night. Don’t get spooked by any ghosts, young or old,” Cassie said with a giggle as she headed for her own room.

“Very funny,” Hannah said as she went inside.

Okay, that’s all I’m going to share. You’ll have to one click and read it for yourself…

This weekend, LazyDay Publishing, Mystic Books, Anne Welch and I are hosting a double feature release party to celebrate both my new releases. Lots of fun and some great prizes are on the billboard. If you’d like an invitation, send me a message on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/anna.kristell.39 and I’ll make sure you get in.

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Abraham’s Soul…An Inspirational Love Story

Abraham's Soul coverWelcome back to Anna’s World! In just a few days, Lazy Day Publishing will release my newest book. Abraham’s Soul is an inspirational romance set in an area near where I grew up. I’ll share the blurb and an excerpt with you to let you know a little about it. 

BLURB:

When young Sarah Elizabeth Graber accepts a position in Abraham Miller’s household, she quickly realizes the handsome widower who employed her is a lost soul. A shell of the man he once was, estranged from his family for nearly twenty years, he has lost his faith in God and the will to go on. Aside from his friend and business partner, he finds the only other person he can talk to is his housekeeper, Sarah.
Sarah’s self-appointed mission is to bring Abraham back to the church and the family he left behind. What she didn’t plan on was falling in love along the way. Just when it appears a bright future lies ahead for the couple, tragedy strikes. As Sarah and Abraham are put to the ultimate test, will their faith bring them through it, or will Abraham slip away from God forever?

EXCERPT:

Abe looked at the tiny blonde girl in awe. Quiet little Sarah Elizabeth Graber had some spunk. She was right. Drinking himself into oblivion wasn’t going to bring Lynnette back. He sat up and took a sip of the strong brew. After he’d finished the cup, he set it down and went to his bathroom, where he stood under the hot spray of water, letting it fall onto his face and body. When he’d dried himself and dressed, he went down stairs to find that Sarah had prepared a sandwich for him.

“Eat,” she commanded.

“Why are you doing this?” he asked.

“Because someone has to wake you up,” she replied. “Ana has tried, Louis had tried, and you are estranged from your family, so now I guess it’s up to me.” She had retrieved his mug from the den earlier and now filled it again and set the coffee in front of him.

He watched as the small girl moved around the kitchen in her new floral skirt and bright blouse. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a bun, but she was one of the most beautiful creatures he’d seen in a long time. He had great respect for the young girl who had come into his mess of a house, put it back in order in no time, and now, was taking care of him. It wasn’t part of the job description, but she had taken it upon herself to come to his aid. She had been raised to see the good in others and to help those that were down, the same way he had been raised. She was a good girl and one her family could be proud of. Could the same be said of his family? Would they be proud of the man he’d become? For all the success he’d gained, would they be proud of the…man…he’d become?

Abe finished his sandwich and coffee. Again he apologized to his young housekeeper. “I’m sorry if I offended you, Sarah Elizabeth. That is the last thing I would ever wish to do.”

“It’s not me I’m worried about. You can’t go on like this, Mr. Miller. You’re living half a life, a life without the Lord, without a family. How much longer can you do that?”

Once again, she was right. But could he find it in his heart to forgive the God that had taken his Lynnette away from him? Could he find his way back to the family he walked out on years ago? Occasionally, he heard from his brother. He knew his parents were still living and that his siblings were doing well. The question remained, could he ever go back to visit, would he ever go back? 

If you like sweet, inspirational love stories, then this is definitely the book for you. Available July 8, 2015 at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and http://www.lazydaypub.com.

 

 

RESCUING RAVEN…not your ordinary fairy tale

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Bestselling author, Isabella Kole takes the stage…

Available this weekend at a special release weekend price of $2.99. Price goes to $4.99 Monday night (June 29th).

A modern day fairy tale cross between Rapunzel and Romeo and Juliet. Princess Raven, banished to the tower by her father at the tender age of three and Prince Richard, the hottie with a firm hand whose attempt to rescue her results in a feud between their kingdoms.

They find an unlikely ally in Queen Lydia, the not- so-evil stepmother, but when it comes down to a choice between their respective thrones and the love they’ve discovered, is the relationship doomed forever?

Source: http://www.amazon.com/Rescuing-Raven-Isabella-Kole-ebook/dp/B010I4DIG0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1435528312&sr=8-1&keywords=Rescuing+Raven+Isabella+Kole

The Marshal and the Heiress

The Marshal and the Heiress_500x755Welcome back! Today I’ve got a new release from my spicy side, Isabella Kole, to tell you about. A little back story about this one is that a few months ago, my daughter suggested I write about a murder set in the 1800’s and add a little of Isabella’s spice to it. My reaction, of course, was “Are you nuts?” Yeah, well, she can be very persuasive and long story short, the story was written, submitted, accepted and released. So far, it’s done very well, ranking in the top ten for Erotic Westerns on Amazon in both the US and the UK. It’s also currently in the top fifteen on the publisher’s website, Blushing Books. I guess I should listen to her more often. In case you haven’t one-clicked on this hot new release yet, here’s the blurb to let you know what it’s about.

BLURB Marshal Luke Prescott has searched for his young bride’s murderer for five long years, to no avail. When feisty heiress, Clarissa Birmingham, breezes into his town, he finds himself drawn to her, exasperating as she may be. Headstrong and impetuous, the young beauty quickly learns her she will heed Luke’s warnings or she will pay the price. But when Clarissa’s long-lost older brother is arrested after a drunken brawl, it is revealed he knows who murdered Luke’s wife. Clarissa finds out that her impetuous ways lead her into a danger she may never recover from. Will Luke be able to save her before he loses another love?

Piqued your interest? How about a little excerpt to go with that? Luke and Clarissa’s first dinner together after just meeting: EXCERPT:

“So tell me, Marshall Prescott, what does one do for entertainment around here?” Clarissa asked as she placed two sugar cubes into her hot tea and began to stir. “I’m sure you’ll find the local church to be of some assistance there. The ladies get together to make quilts, have socials and dinners.” “I see. Are there dances?” she asked as she took a sip of the hot, sweet liquid. “I reckon there are the occasional barn dances.” “You don’t seem to know much about what goes on in the social circles here.” “I’ve only been here a few months myself, ma’am. I’ve been busy working. I’m sure once you begin your teaching assignment you’ll be busy, as well.” “I won’t be teaching all the time. I’ll have my evenings and my weekends free. I don’t intend to sit in my room.” “No, I don’t imagine you will. You’ll not find the theatre or any of the social events you’re likely accustomed to in these parts.” “I’ll have to make do, now won’t I, Marshall?” After their supper arrived, he advised her again to seek out the local church for her social activities. “Sounds a bit dull to me,” she said as she cut her steak into tiny pieces. “You chose this life. I reckon if it’s not to your liking, we can look for another teacher for the town’s children.” “I’m not a quitter, Marshall Prescott. I’ve said I’ll do it and I’ll see it through. I’ll just have to find my own fun.” “Now, you listen to me, young lady. I assured your father that you would be protected here. If you start going to unsavory establishments looking for a good time, you and I are going to have to have a meeting of the minds.” “Now, that’s the best offer I’ve had since I arrived,” she said with a coy smile as she turned her attention to the food on her plate.

Now, I’ll bet you’d like to know where to buy this book, don’t you? Well, I’ll help you out and list the buy links for you. It’s currently available in ebook form and paperback.

BLUSHING BOOKS: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3293

BARNES & NOBLE: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-marshal-and-the-heiress-isabella-kole/1121655134?ean=2940151290609

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A COWBOY’S PROMISE (Val’s story)

Cowboy's Promise-flatHi! It’s been busy in Anna’s world. I had two releases within two weeks, one from spicy Isabella and the other from sweet Anna. Today, let’s talk about Anna’s latest, A Cowboy’s Promise. This is book two in The Promises Trilogy. A bit of back story, when I wrote Remember Our Promise in 2012, it was intended to be a stand-alone. But after its release, in August 2013, several readers asked that I make it into a series, so I decided to write a trilogy. I spoke to my publisher, Rebel Ink Press, and E agreed that it was a good idea. It took a while for me to work it into the writing schedule, but finally book two took shape and was released on January tenth!

In the first book, you met Valerie Kennedy, who was Lily’s assistant at the publishing house she worked for in New York City. Now, some years later, Val is having some issues of her own, and takes a vacation to visit her old pal, Lily, in Texas. You guessed it, she meets a guy!

Here’s the blurb for A Cowboy’s Promise:

Valerie Kennedy is feeling restless. Bored with her life in New York City, she finds herself searching for something more. She dreams of peace and serenity. Love has eluded her until she decides to pay a visit to her old friend, Lily Black, in Texas. There she is introduced to hot cowboy, Levi Ridgeway. Her first impression of him isn’t good, but as she spends more time with him she discovers that Levi and Texas might just hold the key to her happiness. The pot is sweetened by an offer to join Lily as a partner in her publishing company.

When one crisis after another forces Val to stay in New York and put important decisions on hold, will she let her dreams fade away and give up the only man she’s ever loved?

What kind of crisis is holding her back? Why can’t she make up her mind? You’ll have to read the book to find that out, but here’s a little snippet of Val’s first date with Levi:

“What made you decide to become a cowboy?” she asked.

“Become a cowboy?” he repeated with a grin. “Well, as a boy I helped out on a friend’s family ranch and I really enjoyed it. I’ll admit it often makes for a long, hot day, but I enjoy the out of doors. I like horses, I like all animals really. It just seemed like the perfect job for me.”

“If you like the outdoors, how will you adjust to working inside full-time when you make the break into your graphics?”

“I’ll be able to make my own hours and I’ll always make time for a ride in the fields or a day of fishing by the brook.”

“I see. I guess growing up in New York, I didn’t get the country outdoors so much but I did spend time at the beach every summer. I took riding lessons for a few years. I loved to ice skate in the winter.”

“You took riding lessons?” he asked with interest.

“Yes, I did.”

“So if you can ride, say on Sunday afternoon, how about you and I take the horses out? I know a great place for a picnic.”

“You have horses?” she asked. “Silly question, of course you do. You’re a cowboy.”

“I have one and my sister has one I’m sure she’d be willing to let you ride. She’s a gentle horse, you’ll be safe enough.”

“You’re on, cowboy. It’s been a while since I’ve ridden but it’s something I’ve always loved to do.”

“I’ll pick you up at one,” he said with that lopsided grin he sported so many times when he looked at her.

“Sounds great,” she said. “Oh look, the band is setting up.”

“Yeah, it’s a local group. I’ve heard them before and they’re pretty good.”

Val watched in fascination as the members of the band quickly finished setting up and adjusting the sound. She was looking forward to hearing a Texas country band. Although she’d grown up with the ballet and classical music, she enjoyed listening to modern country on the radio occasionally. Lily had done that to her during the time she had lived in New York. Lily had taught her a great many things. Just as the other girl had often said Claire was her mentor, Val had to admit that Lily was hers. She loved her like a sister.

The band started out with a fast-paced country tune. Several couples were on the dance floor along with a group of young girls who seemed to be celebrating a bride-to-be. After a few more of the same, line dancing was in full mode. Val watched with interest.

“See, you could do it. Lily and I could give you lessons.”

“Lily does that?” she asked.

“On occasion when she’s out with the girls,” he replied. “David only does slow dances but she can cut a rug given the chance.”

“Cut a rug?” Val asked.

He chuckled and explained, “Old time term for dancing.”

When the mood turned romantic with a slow song, he looked across the table and held out his hand. “I believe this is our song.”

Val allowed him to lead her to the gleaming wooden dance floor as if she were in a dream. He took her in his arms and pulled her close. The musky male scent mingled with his cologne and she sighed. He pulled her even closer. They were barely moving on the floor but the smell coupled with his touch was doing strange things to Val. She was experiencing a feeling she’d never felt before. It was a feeling of excitement, almost a tingly feeling, but most of all she felt safe and content in his arms. She was feeling an intensity with him that was a new sensation for her.

Levi leaned down and kissed the top of her head. It sent shivers down her spine. When the song ended, he didn’t release her immediately. It was as if he’d felt the same feelings she had felt, like he didn’t want to let her go. She could have stayed on that dance floor in his arms forever but the band had other ideas as they moved into another fast number.

“I guess that’s our cue to go back to our table,” he whispered as he released her and took her hand. He led her back and pulled out her chair for her.

Neither of them spoke for several minutes. When they did, they both tried to talk at once.

“You go ahead, ladies first,” he offered.

“I was just going to say that for a cowboy you’re a pretty good dancer.”

“Why, thank you, ma’am,” he said in an exaggerated drawl.

“Now what were you going to say?” she asked.

He threw his head back and laughed heartily. “You won’t believe this but I was about to say that for a city slicker, you don’t do so badly on the old dance floor.”

She laughed with him. “Well, I guess now we know we both can dance and we both can ride.”

“I wonder what else we have in common,” he replied seriously.

I hope that interested you. The third book in the trilogy will feature Claire, Lily’s mentor, friend and former boss. At the end of book two, you’ll find out that her life isn’t perfect and in book three that trend will continue as she struggles to reunite with a lost love. A Forgotten Promise will have you in tears as you watch the recent divorcee and the love of her life, recently widowed, with four children to raise, find their way back to each other.

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