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Wrangler’s Challenge by Lindsay McKenna — exclusive excerpt!

October 23, 2017

Hi Readers!
On Halloween, Wrangler’s Challenge is released! As a gift to you, Chapter 1 excerpt to get you in the mood! I hope you enjoy it.

Healing, like love, takes time . . .
For Noah Mabry, it’s easier sometimes to relate to the dogs and horses he trains than to other people. Ever since his marriage became a casualty of the war in Afghanistan—torn apart by the PTSD he brought back with him—he prefers to be on his own. At the Bar C Ranch, where he works with a crew of fellow military vets, his gentle patience helps tame even the rowdiest mustang—but he’s about to meet a woman who needs a healing touch he’s not sure he can give.

Dair Wilson, a half-Comanche ex-Marine who lost a foot to an IED, has been hired on to assist Noah, but her deepest wounds aren’t visible. Growing up in an abusive home, she learned not to trust men, even ones who seem nothing but kind. After a wild horse sends her sprawling, the attentive care she receives from the Bar C family—and especially from Noah—is enough to convince her she’s found a place she can finally breathe easy. But one angry, damaged man poses a threat not only to Dair and Noah, but to everyone who’s built a new home at the Bar C . . .

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT from Wrangler’s Challenge by Lindsay McKenna
Wind River Valley series, Book 4

CHAPTER 1

A bad feeling snaked through Army Sergeant Dair Wilson. The late October Afghan night chilled her to the bone. Wind cut against her face where it was exposed. Zeus, her Belgian Malinois combat dog, strained at the leash she had double wrapped in her gloved fist. Without NVGs on, night vision goggles, she wouldn’t see where the hell she was putting her booted feet as her dog plunged ahead.

Behind her, eleven men of her Army Special Forces A-team, were strung out with plenty of room in between them. It was ass-freezing cold, and she thinned her full lips, sensing Zeus as he sniffed ahead of her. They were on a rocky, icy slope above a valley where the Taliban were trying to take over an Afghan village. The CIA had picked up chatter that a Taliban HVA, high value target, was going to be meeting local soldiers and confer with them on assault strategy to take over the village.

Over my dead body. She and her A-team lived in that village two thousand feet below them. Dair knew the chief and his wife, and the two hundred villagers there. They were simple farmers who had no guns or weapons to defend themselves. This A-team had taken up residence three years earlier and stopped the incursions from the bloodthirsty Taliban, who were now making a late autumn attack on the village before the snows fell hard and deep, stopping all such warfare.

Her boots slipped on the icy rocks. She mentally cursed. Zeus had his head down, his sides moving in and out like a bellows as he inhaled and exhaled the many scents. A path led up the six-thousand-foot slope filled with nothing but rocks and a few scraggly bushes hanging on, barely existing in this harsh environment.

They all knew that the Taliban would bury IEDs along the trail to kill the goats and young goat herders from the village below. Goats meant survival. Their skin and fur was used for warmth, their milk for the children, and their meat for food. The Taliban knew goats were the only survival, other than agricultural endeavors, for the people of this village. And they were trying to decimate the goat herds to force the village into starvation this coming winter. It would, from a strategy standpoint, make it easier for the Taliban to attack next spring and find little resistance among the starved populace.

Not on her watch. Their A-team was beloved by the unarmed Afghan farmers and their grateful families. They had lived for years in that village and become part of the everyday fabric of it. Her captain, Davis Ackerman, had brought a well-digging outfit from a global charity named Delos, and now the village had a clean water supply. Children stopped dying as a result.

The whole team had helped build a huge irrigation pattern in the agricultural fields where many types of vegetables were now being grown. The military team worked alongside the Afghan men every day with shovels, hoes, and pickaxes.

And tonight, they were going after the head of the snake. Dair was their specialist with a WMD dog. Zeus was intrinsic to their team because every morning, Dair went out around the walled village, and her dog sniffed and often found IEDs planted overnight by the Taliban, who had sneaked close beneath the cover of darkness. Zeus had saved countless lives and she fiercely loved her six-year-old Belgian Malinois.

The wind was erratic. A cold front was coming through. Dair worried about such times. If the wind blew away from Zeus’s sensitive IED-trained nose, he would not pick up the scent of the deadly explosive buried just beneath the ground. If the wind blew toward his nose, he would pick up the scent.

She felt her spinal column crawling with danger. Dair thought it was because they were going to try and capture the HVT on the other side of this ridge at a small mud and stone house that Taliban often used as a stopover and meeting place.

She’d like nothing better than to get this bastard who was responsible for the repeated attacks on the Afghan village. No one wanted him more than she and Zeus did. The villagers knew the team was armed, and as they watched them troop out beyond the huge wooden gates, shutting them behind them at dusk, they knew something deadly was up. Dair had seen the worry in many of the men’s eyes. They relied on their A-team for medical services, for extra food, clothing, and shoes for their children given by U.S. charities. They did not want the team being killed by the Taliban. Dair had seen it written silently in their expressions.

She wore a level three Kevlar vest, the weight of the ceramic plates making her breathing harder as they continued the steep climb toward the ridge line. It weighed thirty extra pounds upon her frame. Her M-4 carbine was hanging across her chest. Her drop holster with a .45 pistol was strapped to her right thigh.

Her friends, the rest the A-team, moved like silent ghosts behind her. They trusted that Zeus would find any IEDs buried on the only path up this slope, before one of them stepped on it.

She loved her black-faced, fawn-colored dog. They were a tight team. Zeus slept with her in her small mud-and-rock hut. He kept her warm in the winter with his seventy-five-pound body curled tightly next to hers. He was a guard dog and would send up a warning growl when Taliban were lurking outside the seven-foot, mud-and-rock wall that kept the village safe. Often, she and some of the other sergeants would get up, armed, and with their NVGs on, let Zeus lead them to where he heard the enemy outside the wall.

Over time, the Taliban lost too many soldiers skulking around, looking for a way to infiltrate the village at night. They knew there was a WMD dog within the walls. And, after losing twenty-five soldiers at night to the sharp-eared dog, they stopped coming.

This was her fourth deployment with her team. They were all like big, doting brothers to her. And she was like a little sister to all of them. Dair earned her position on the black ops team because she was very good at what she did. She was five foot, ten inches tall, and at a distance, most people thought she was a man. Until they got closer and saw her half-Comanche face, the black braids she always wore, and her cinnamon-brown eyes. Then they were surprised, because the villagers hadn’t seen many women soldiers before. She was an anomaly in their world.

The wind slapped at her back, and Dair slowed Zeus. The scent would be gone and he wouldn’t find it. The dog halted, the leash taut between his collar and her gloved hand. Her mic was resting against her lips. “Take five. Wind is the wrong direction.”

“Copy that,” Davis said.

Dair knew the team would be glad for the momentary rest. They were all carrying at least fifty pounds of gear and ammo on them. They knew what it meant when the wind was cooperating, at the right angle for Zeus to properly scent the area. Because of the dog, they’d gone four years as a team without any IED injuries. Dair wanted to keep it that way.

She keyed her hearing, the edges of her ears freezing and numb. The tip of her nose was also numb. It was below freezing on this miserable slope. The sky was thick with clouds, promising snow at some point. She hated the white stuff because IEDs became even more troublesome to locate. Watching Zeus through her NVGs, the dog’s ears were up and he was panting heavily, his ribs bowing in and out.

The wind shifted again, this time coming directly at Dair. She gave Zeus the unspoken order to start sniffing again. Instantly, the dog lunged against the leash, nose just above the surface, moving it from side to side, trying to pick up the scent of a buried IED.

Dair’s whole focus, her whole world, relied on her brave dog. They were the point of the spear. If Zeus found an IED, he’d instantly sit down, a signal that one was nearby. Then, Dair would have to halt the column and the two explosives-trained sergeants from their team would come up and locate it and defuse it. Then, they’d move forward once more. Her mouth was dry and she pulled the tube to her CamelBak, sucking deeply. Staying hydrated was important. Soon, she’d have to stop and give Zeus water as well.

The wind shifted, slapping her on the right side of her face. Dropping the tube that was held in her shoulder epaulet, Dair tugged on the leash to stop Zeus. The wind was taking away the scents he needed to pick up.

Suddenly, there was a flash of red and yellow light. Dair heard Zeus yelp. Burning heat swept across her as she was flung off her feet, tumbling through the night air. A thousand impressions assailed her as she felt her arms windmilling and she cartwheeled end over end. The sound of the explosion broke both her eardrums. Simultaneously, a sharp pain assailed her left foot and ankle. And then, she lost consciousness.

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RELEASE DAY! TAKING A CHANCE by Lindsay McKenna! Excerpts! Contest!

August 1, 2017

Hi Readers!

It’s RELEASE DAY! If you have read TRAPPED, Book 7, Delos Series, you met Ali Montero and Ram Torres: Could two enemies lay their challenging past aside and allow their hearts to connect?

 
Ram Torres helped prickly, but beautiful, Ali Montero rescue her sister from kidnappers. Thrown together on the dangerous mission Ali got a glimpse of the man behind the ice-cold mask he presented to the world. Now back home in Arizona, Ali’s sister Cara is terrified of being taken again, and can only be calmed by Ram’s promise to stay nearby while she recovers. Forced into close contact, Ali notices the way Ram fits in with her tightknit family, and the longing in his eyes. But before they can pursue something deeper, Ram is called back to work across the country. Has Ali lost her chance or is she strong enough to risk it all to be with Ram?

You will find out in TAKING A CHANCE, sequel to TRAPPED!
It is available in Ebook, and in about 5 days, paperback!

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT of TRAPPED by Lindsay McKenna!

July 15, 2017

EXCLUSIVE USA TODAY BLOG, Happily Ever After EXCERPT on TRAPPED by Lindsay McKenna! Don’t miss it!

Exclusive excerpt: ‘Trapped’ by Lindsay McKenna

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RELEASE DAY! Snowflake’s Gift by Lindsay McKenna

February 7, 2017

Hi READERS!
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ABOUT Snowflake’s Gift:

Former Army sergeant Nick Conway returned to his Montana hometown with his retired WMD dog, Snowflake, in tow, hoping to get his life back in order. Snowflake is his touchstone, and keeps him from succumbing to the darkness that haunts him. When he meets Holly McGuire and agrees to help her deliver meals to the elderly, her inner light calls to him, but his demons hold him back from giving in to his attraction. But Snowflake takes an immediate shine to the kindhearted Holly—and he has never led Nick down the wrong path.

HOW I CAME TO WRITE THIS STORY:

Welcome to the Delos Series! SNOWFLAKE’S GIFT is a stand-alone novella. Sometimes, a character comes to me and says, “Hey! Tell my story!” I love all animals. Horses, dogs and cats are my pet favorites (sorry for the pun!)

But it’s about military vets coming home from war, too. And being a Navy veteran myself, active during the Vietnam War (but I stayed in the USA, providing rear support as a meteorologist).

And, I love uplifting Christmas stories about love and happily ever after. These are the reasons I wrote this heartwarming novella. We can all use a lift any time of the year!

Nick Conway, U.S. Army WMD dog handler, has spent years in Afghanistan saving the lives of troops. First with Dude, his yellow Labrador and then with Snowflake, an Australian shepherd. He’s released by the Army due to PTSD. Coming home is a relief and yet, he feels guilty about it. Only home for three weeks, and helping his mother out at her diner in Hamilton, Montana, his life changes for the better.

Holly McGuire is a Delos charity owner in Hamilton. She takes care of many of the elderly shut-in’s who can no longer feed themselves and need other types of services and help. At 25, she has seen a lot of tragedy, so her work to make those less fortunate a little happier, feeds her soul.

When Holly meets Nick at the dishwashing area of the diner on that fateful November day, it is Snowflake who brings them together. Broken and depressed, Nick discovers hope in Holly’s sunshine smile and dancing blue eyes. Santa Clause has a surprising gift in store for both of them. Thanks to Snowflake’s gift!

I’d love to hear from you on what you think about my Christmas novella! Don’t be shy about contacting me via my website, http://delos.lindsaymckenna.com/book/snowflakes-gift/

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Let me hear from you about the Culver Family and the Delos series. Happy reading!

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NEWSLETTER by Lindsay McKenna AVAILABLE TO ALL!

February 3, 2017

Hi Readers!!!
Another dream of mine was to stop sending my monthly newsletter to people and get it on my website. That way, it was one less email in people’s box and they still had a way, if interested in my books, exclusive excerpts, contest and the latest news, could pop over to the above URL and read at their own leisure!

Here’s a “peek” at what you’ll see!
And you’ll see ALL my other newsletters in the archives as well. Spend a bit of time and noodle around 😉

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For example, I just sent out the February 1, 2017 newsletter. But now? You can see it here 😉

And…there are THREE (yes 3) exclusive excerpts from three of my combing Delos and Wind River Valley series!

February 2017
A Note from Lindsay
Upcoming Releases
Audiobook News
Podcasts
Whatever Happened To?
Exclusive Excerpt – Wind River Cowboy
Exclusive Excerpt – Snowflake’s Gift
Exclusive Excerpt – Never Enough
Contests
Reviewing a LM Book
NCO Club

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3 EXCERPTS from DOG TAGS FOR CHRISTMAS authors: Lindsay McKenna, J.m. Madden and KaLyn Cooper!

October 5, 2016

Hi Readers!

We have a treat for you…an exclusive set of EXCERPTS—one each from the three novellas that make up Dog Tags For Christmas! Our special gift to all of you!

Just think! If you pre-order it today? It will be in your email box tomorrow morning!

DOG TAGS FOR CHRISTMAS by Lindsay McKenna, JM Madden and KaLyn Cooper coming 10.6.16.

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Read these EXCERPTS and see if you don’t run over and pre-order it 😉

SNOWFLAKE’S GIFT — Lindsay McKenna
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Sometimes love needs a little nudge from a dog…

Ex-Army Ranger Nick Conway and his WMD dog, Snowflake, come home. When Holly and Lady show up unexpectedly in his life, he finds out love provides healing and so much more…

Two veterans—one human, one canine—have returned to Montana to recover from the traumas of war. Former Army Ranger Nick Conway depended on his WMD dog Snowflake to help him navigate IEDs on the battlefield. Now he needs his best friend to help him cope with his PTSD and acclimate to civilian life. When he meets Holly McGuire and agrees to help her deliver meals to the elderly, her inner light calls to him, but his demons hold him back from giving in to his attraction. But Snowflake takes an immediate shine to the kindhearted Holly—and he has never led Nick down the wrong path.

EXCERPT:

SOMETIMES A CHRISTMAS GIFT DOESN’T COME IN A PACKAGE….IT COMES ON FOUR LEGS….

Snow was coming down hard in town as Nick drove the van toward the shut-in area at four p.m. The smell of spaghetti and buttered, garlic toast filled the vehicle. Myra had made sweet potato cupcakes for dessert, and he stole one before they left the charity facility. It was nearly Thanksgiving and he was looking forward to taking Holly to his folks place for the afternoon and evening. The wipers were rhythmically swinging back and forth, throwing off the heavy, wet flakes. The roads were salted, but still Nick was wary of invisible black ice. In the late afternoon the heat of the day was gone and things got slick real fast.

“Oh dear,” Holly called, sitting up, pointing out her passenger-side window. “Look, Nick!”

Snowflake, who stood between them, heard the pitch of her voice change, and whined.

Nick slowed and pulled over to the curb, then looked to where she was pointing. There was a yellow Labrador moving awkwardly through the belly deep snow between two brick buildings. Her ribs were prominent even though she had a short, thick winter coat on. “She’s starving,” he muttered, scowling. “It looks like a female Lab. She’s too dainty looking to be a male.”

“She’s terribly thin,” Holly said, worried. “I wonder if someone dumped her—they do that all the time around here. I hate it.”

“No collar on her, either,” Nick agreed. The Lab was about a hundred-feet down the alley between the two buildings, slugging it out with the snow. Nick heard Holly make a little sound of urgency. She had such a big heart, and she hated to see animals or humans suffer.

Nick knew she wanted to get out and try to call the dog over to her. From the looks of the animal, her light-brown eyes wild looking, tongue lolling out of her mouth, her fur matted, he intuitively knew this was a dog that had been left behind a long time ago to fend for herself.

“She’s feral,” he warned Holly. She turned, her huge, blue eyes filled with tears. “She won’t let us near her. I’m sorry.” And he was. It wouldn’t be the first dog dumped here that Nick had found, or that Holly had come upon around the building of one of her shut-ins. They had a no-kill shelter here, and this Lab would have had a warm place to stay, food, and care if they could befriend her.

“Can’t we do something for her, Nick?”

SEAL’s Christmas Dream – J.M. Madden
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Love is never easy, but nothing worth fighting for ever is…

Flynn and Willow find themselves fighting for more than just the abused Pit-Bulls they find. It’s going to take a Christmas miracle to get everyone home safely… or maybe a helpful nudge from an old partner.

EXCERPT:
Willow sighed when she heard Sue’s voice call out that Flynn had just pulled in. They had just gotten caught up on their schedule and now whatever animal he’d brought in would probably throw them off again. Well, shoot.

Running her hand over her belly she smoothed her shirt. It didn’t matter what she looked like right now—considering he was probably bringing in an emergency—but she always wanted to be pretty for him, and six months after having the baby it was a little harder. Between running around like a chicken with her head cut off keeping her business running, taking care of little Raven and trying to be a present wife, she was run ragged.

Automatically, she smiled when Flynn walked in the door. Her big, handsome husband still had his shades on, but when he looked at her his hard, bearded face softened into a smile. That small connection had only gotten stronger in the time they’d been together, and she truly cherished it. Maya, the mixed breed German Shepherd mutt paced around him, prancing anxiously.

Willow’s gaze fell to the towel wrapped bundle in his arms. A black nose peeked out of the folds.

“You brought me a raccoon?” she asked incredulously.

Flynn flashed her an even broader grin and leaned over for a quick kiss. Willow wanted to linger but forced herself to pull away. She looked down at the animal.

Flynn turned the bundle until he could show her the back end. “Looks like he’s been hit by a car, maybe. I chased him across three lanes of traffic before I could catch him.”

She scowled at the knowledge. “You be careful doing that. Denver drivers can be crazy.”

Reaching out she probed at the hanging back leg. “Yes. I would say you’re right. I’ll dose him up with pain medication and splint this leg, then we can call the wildlife rehab center to come pick him up. They have their own vet that specializes in exotic animals. He doesn’t look very old so he should recover fairly well as long as he gets this fixed soon.”

Flynn nodded, manipulating the animal as she needed him moved. When she glanced up she realized he’d been staring at her for several long moments.
“What?” she asked defensively.

He’d shoved his shades to the top of his head. His dark gray eyes were lit with wonderful softness. “Nothing. I’m just peeking down your shirt. I can’t believe how beautiful you are.”

Willow grinned up at the love of her life. A year ago she never would have imagined she could be in this position, but things had seriously changed. Flynn had gone from a frequent client in her veterinarian’s office bringing her strays to her hero then her soul mate. He was everything she could imagine having. And he’d already become the amazing father she had imagined him to be.

The raccoon fought a little, trying to get free, but Flynn restrained him like a professional, biceps pumped. Willow worked quickly, giving the animal a light sedation before lightly splinting the back leg. Then she let Flynn carry the animal to one of the portable carriers in back.

NOVELLA #3
Noel’s Puppy Power by KaLyn Cooper
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Tanner Hill is better at communicating with animals than women. That might be why he hasn’t had a second date in over two years. He’s also been extremely busy with his kennel that has become the premier training facility, specializing in supplying dogs to veterans suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Then again, there is this psychologist he can’t get out of his head, or his heart.

Dr. Bailey Conrad would never allow the loss of half her right leg to an IED in Iraq to stop her. Every day at the VA hospital, she sees patients who have lost so much more to the war effort. It’s her goal in life to help as many vets as possible to find a ‘new normal’, because she knows firsthand, it’s the internal scars that can be the most difficult to heal.
EXCERPT:

Case stepped forward. “I’m almost finished, and I’ll be leaving in a minute.” He gave Bailey that lady-killer smile of his. “I’m sure she can wait another minute for me to escort her to her car.”

Tanner insisted, “No, I can walk my friend to her car.”

Friend. So she was definitely in the friend zone.

Bailey smiled inwardly as she watched the interaction of the two alphas, snarling at each other.

Friends, huh. Tanner was acting very possessive for only being friends. She slid her arms down her winter coat sleeves and zipped it up. She could make it to her car on her own. The snow wasn’t that bad.

Before she made the first step onto the sidewalk, Tanner was at her side. He grabbed her hand and slid it into the crook of his elbow. “You’re going the New Year’s party with me.”

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UNBOUND PURSUIT by Lindsay McKenna: EXCERPTS from Harlequin Junkie, plus a GIVEAWAY!

September 28, 2016

Hi Readers!

Got a lot going on this week because (finally) my sequel to Tal and Wyatt’s book, TANGLED PURSUIT, is available (although it has been in pre-order for 3 months) on 9.29.16, UNBOUND PURSUIT.

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I love sequels because you get to write about “what happened next in their relationship?” And of course, readers fall in love with sympathetic main characters (or even secondary ones) and they want to continue living with them, finding out about what new challenges they’re working on.

Harlequin Junkie is a great website because of their way of structuring their questions and getting to the core of a book that they are spotlighting. Plus, you get lots of excerpts, and a more revealing, longer look at the characters. And Sarah, who owns HJ, does a great job of getting the author to do just that. The reader is the winner, no question.

So? Today, Harlequin Junkie has spotlighted UNBOUND PURSUIT. Check it out. If you loved Tal and Wyatt in Book 2 of my Delos series, now you have a rip-snortin’ sequel that you’ll learn a lot more about from HJ ;-).

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Be sure to make a comment at HJ on my book! There is a giveaway of a paperback copy of it, signed by me 😉

And….SECRETS by Lindsay McKenna is the story of Mark Reuss and Mattie Lockwood! You’ll meet them in UNBOUND PURSUIT, but their story is so powerful, that I had to write it! SECRETS comes out 11.21.16!!

Find out what happens to Mark and Mattie!

Find out what happens to Mark and Mattie!

LINKS for UNBOUND PURSUIT:

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UNBOUND PURSUIT by Lindsay McKenna GIVEAWAY!

September 27, 2016
Join me and visit each blog for a chance to win a $10.00 Amazon gift card!

Join me and visit each blog for a chance to win a $10.00 Amazon gift card!

Hi readers!

Excitement! Excitement! I’ve waited a long time to put out the sequel to TANGLED PURSUIT, Book 2, of the Delos Series! Finally, it’s here!

If you loved the fiery campaign by SEAL Wyatt Lockwood to get US Marine Corp Captain Tal Culver’s attention, you are going to see more fireworks in their sequel: Unbound Pursuit!

I’ve teamed up with Tasty Book Tours to do a 3-day Eblast on the sequel. I’m offering a $10.00 Amazon gift card to a winner. All you have to do is drop by and sign up at any or all of these participating bloggers websites. The more you sign up, the greater your chances of winning!

Plus, on each of the three days there will be a DIFFERENT EXCERPT! You’ll get three “peeks” in on Tal and Wyatt’s visit to his ranch parents home in Texas. What can go wrong on the family meeting Wyatt’s fiancee’, Tal Culver? Right? Wrong.

But you have to read it to find out! And if you can spot a secondary character that leaps off the pages at you? There’s a second sequel coming, SECRETS, on 11.21.16!!!

Here are today’s stops for you to sign up for that $10.00 Amazon gift card! More participants tomorrow…so stay tuned 😉

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EXTRA!!! A SNEAK PEEK YOU’LL FIND NOWHERE ELSE BUT RIGHT HERE!! EXCERPT FROM UNBOUND PURSUIT:

“I really like your home, Wyatt. I love that it has so many antiques in it,” Tal said.

He chuckled. “Thank God you aren’t calling me an antique yet.”

Tal burst out laughing.

All the women in the Lockwood kitchen turned their heads in unison, as if they’d rehearsed the move a hundred times before.

“Oh,” Wyatt drawled to them, “the woman I’m gonna marry is callin’ me an antique like what we have in our house here, Mom.”

Heat shot into Tal’s cheeks. She gasped, giving Wyatt an incredulous look. “I did not!” she protested loudly, giving him a severe, reproachful stare.

Wyatt gave her that boyish, innocent look he always did when he was up to no good.

Daisy chortled, drying her hands at the sink. “You gotta watch my son Wyatt, Tal. He’ll box you into a corner like a good quarter horse will corner a cow.”

Giving Tal a smug look, Wyatt said, “But you love me anyway? Antique or not?”

Tal gave him a dirty look. “You know I do. You are such an adversarial person!”

Mattie, his younger sister crowed. “Oh, yes he is! You should have grown up with him, Tal. He used to pull all kinds of pranks on Cathy and me just so he could hear us squeal.”

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CONTEST! Dog Tags for Christmas Pre-Party!! with Lindsay McKenna!

September 12, 2016

WELCOME!! to our
CONTEST #2 starts right now: 9.12 – 9.18.2016! with Lindsay McKenna!

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If you love dogs and military vets, these heart warming stories are for you!

If you love dogs and military vets, these heart warming stories are for you!

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Pre-Order NOW and Dog Tags for Christmas will arrive October 6th!

CONTEST #2
Dog Tags for Christmas is all about Vets and Pets.
Tell me about the very first dog that entered your life. His/her name, breed (if any) and how that dog played a part in your young life.

If you don’t have a pet, show us a picture of one that you wished you’d had as a young child and why.

Winner will be chosen by random on Sept. 18th when a new contest will be announced. It will be announced on this party page, so be sure to come back and look to see if you won!!

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Signed copy of OUT RIDER by Lindsay McKenna
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It is a story that features two dogs owned by the hero and heroine and they almost steal the show ;-))).

WIN an autographed copy of OUT RIDER by Lindsay McKenna!

WIN an autographed copy of OUT RIDER by Lindsay McKenna!

LINDSAY McKENNA’s FIRST DOG: BLACKIE
To get you started, let me tell you about my first memories of the first dog in my life.

His name was Blackie, and he was a black and white border collie. I was five years old at the time. I had two other siblings, age 4 and 1 year old at that time. I remember Blackie because we lived on an island in the Snake River near Ontario, Oregon. My parents were paid to take care of a sheep herd that lived on that island; hence Blackie was there when we arrived. His job was to take care of the herd of sheep, and keep them safe. The only way back and forth on that island was a long railroad trestle bridge across the river.

Blackie “herded” me around, even though I wasn’t a sheep, always at my side, never far from me or my siblings. It was only later that I found out that Border Collies herded sheep was instinctual. He was a very loving dog and my best friend. And he’ll always have a place in my heart and memory. Unfortunately, I have no photos of him. But here is one I grabbed off the internet, in case you don’t know what Border Collies look like ;-).

Blackie was the first dog in my life and I was 5 years old at the time.

Blackie was the first dog in my life and I was 5 years old at the time.

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GIVEAWAY, audio: Broken Dreams by Lindsay McKenna!!

September 7, 2016

Broken Dreams giveaway is now live on Goodreads!!

Be one of 5 winners to get an MP3 audio version of my book, Broken Dreams!

Be one of 5 winners to get an MP3 audio version of my book, Broken Dreams!

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Broken Dreams is a military romantic suspense, Book 4 of the Delos Series! A stand-alone read.