NEVER ENOUGH by Lindsay McKenna RELEASE DAY!!

March 1, 2017

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Finally, the sequel to FORGED IN FIRE, Book 3 of the Delos series that stars Matt Culver, Delta Force operator and Dr. Dara McKinley, a pediatrician, is here!

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BACKSTORY:
NEVER ENOUGH, 3B1, is a Delos series novella and sequel to Forged in Fire, Book 3. Being Indie, it’s fun to write the “big book” and then follow it with a “Well? What happened to Matt and Dara next?” and answer my readers burning question. I don’t know a reader that doesn’t appreciate a follow-up novella or sequel. When I’ve formed a bond with the main characters and have sympathy for them, I want to know what happened after reading the book.

Sergeant Matt Culver, Delta Force, has fallen in love with Dr. Dara McKinley, a pediatrician who was visiting Kabul, Afghanistan to do charity work for children. They fall in love, but this country is dangerous to anyone who is an American. After a harrowing escape at a village in mid-Winter, Matt must keep Dara alive.

I had fallen in love with Dara McKinley because she was thrown into a violent, life-and-death environment and had no clue as to how to survive it. Except that the man she was falling in love with, Sergeant Matt Culver, would become her guide, teacher and protector.

Sometimes courage comes in moments of shock, trauma and extreme conditions. Dara is a pediatrician, finishing up her residency, and getting ready to put a clinic for the poor near Alexandria, Virginia, near Washington, D.C. But all her dreams explode when her vehicle is attacked, leaving her in the harsh winter of Afghanistan, chased by Taliban.

Matt Culver is a survivor and is saddled with a woman who has never been under such duress. He’s fallen in love with her. The challenges are enormous, not only brutal winter conditions in the mountains, trying to keep her safe and knowing odds of living through this, are next to nothing. Somehow, they survive.

Dara needs some down time to recouperate from her trauma. Matt wants to make her dreams come true, and takes her to visit Hawaii. NEVER ENOUGH picks up at this point in their relationship.

There are a couple of stops for you today, that will give you an EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT from their story, a contest and my March 1st newsletter! A 3-fer 😉 ENJOY!

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SECOND — A CONTEST
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Contest for March 1-7, 2017

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I will be hosting giveaways monthly—plus on all the major holidays! Check back often. USA only.

March 1 – March 07, 2017

(Winner announced March 08, 2017)

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Here’s what you might win:
• An autographed copy of Never Enough
• Delos Series tote bag


Go to my CONTEST PAGE. Then, just click on this link and it will take you to Rafflecopter, sign up and a number generator will choose the winner after the close of the contest! Good luck!!

THIRD!
Lindsay’s March 1 newsletter—filled chock full with information on her release of NEVER ENOUGH, and so much more!! Don’t miss this important update if you are a reader!

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Secrets By Lindsay McKenna, EXCERPT #2!

November 20, 2016

Dear Readers
SECRETS is released 11.21.16!

You will meet Mark Reuss and Mattie Lockwood in UNBOUND PURSUIT, Delos Series, 2B1, on 9.29.16!! SECRETS is their continuing story with one another!

Find out what happens to Mark and Mattie!

Find out what happens to Mark and Mattie!


Can love release the dark secrets he carries?
Darkness surrounded him. Could love rescue him…

Mark Reuss’ childhood was a living hell. The only bright spot in his life during those dark days was his best friend, Mattie Lockwood. Her beauty and spirit called out to him, but he didn’t want to drag her down into the gloom his life had become. So when he graduated high school, he joined the Marine Corps and left his past—and Mattie—behind.

Or so he thought. Mark never forgot Mattie, or stopped wanting her. Now he’s back in town, ready to face his demons and make a life with her. But before he can set his plans in motion, Mark must suddenly disappear once again, but it means keeping secrets from Mattie. Will he once again have to let go of the woman he loves?

EXCERPT #2:

“One of his most precious memories was the day Mark had met Mattie in the first grade. She had bounced into Miss Harper’s first-grade class at the Van Horn Elementary School. She wore a pair of denim overalls, and a bright-pink tee that complemented her coverlet of freckles.

Her red hair, even then, had a mind of its own. The strands were trapped in a set of girlish pigtails and the ends were tied with pink, satin ribbons. Later, he would see her unhappily try to tame that wild hair of hers, but it was curly hair, so it did what it wanted.

Mark had sat in the back of the room, choosing a desk hidden in a shadow, trying to ignore the throbbing pain along his rear where his father had struck him with a belt earlier that morning.

Magically, just seeing Mattie skip into the small classroom, he forgot his misery and pain. She was like a blinding, beautiful beam of sunlight, transporting him to a different reality. Her smile, so friendly and genuine, made him feel good inside. His attention was always on her throughout their first-grade year, but Mark was too shy to say ‘hello’ or introduce himself. After all, he was only a shadow, not a whole person.

At quiet moments, which weren’t often, he would resurrect his tender image of Mattie as a child. Then, he would visualize her today and his heart would stir, wanting her, wanting to be close to her, wanting so many things that had never been initiated. But he told himself that they were just dreams—broken dreams turned to dust.”

Darkness surrounded him. Could love rescue him…

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WIND RIVER WRANGLER by Lindsay McKenna — Exclusive gifts if you pre-order!

October 12, 2016

Hi Readers!

I’m soooooo excited about my first book on the Wind River Series with Kensington Books/Zebra!

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RELEASE DAY for “SECRET DREAM” by Lindsay McKenna! GIVE AWAY!

July 25, 2016

RELEASE DAY of SECRET DREAM by Lindsay McKenna! GIVE AWAY!

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Hello Dear Readers

At last! I’m starting to roll out the sequels to the first four books of the Delos series!

SECRET DREAM is the sequel to Nowhere to Hide, Book 1. If you read about ex-SEAL Cav Jordan and feisty Lia Cassidy, manager of a Delos Home School in Costa Rica, then you’ll be happy to know “what else has happened to them,” since the end of the book!

I’m having a 3-day Book Blast with Tastybooktours.com from July 25 through July 27 to celebrate the release of this sequel. I will be hosting, via Tasty Tours, a $10.00 Visa card giveaway! Check out all the blogs that are participating here and sign up!

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And here’s an excerpt from the novella!

Publishing date: 7.25.16
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“Steve Cassidy. Welcome, Mr. Jordan. We owe you a lot.” He gripped Cav’s hand, and choked out, “You saved our daughter, Lia’s life. Thank you…”

For a moment, Cav was stunned by the sudden kindness emanating from the farmer’s expression who was thin, wiry, sunburned and physically sinewy from the daily work he did. Gripping the farmer’s calloused roughened hand, he said, “Nice to meet you, sir. And I was just doing my job. Call me Cav?”

“Call me Steve.” He clapped him heartily on the back, still clasping his other hand. “And you’re a hero to us, son. Nothing less.” Steve released him, keeping his hand on Cav’s broad shoulder, watching Lia clinging to he mother, both of them in a tight, loving embrace with one another.

Embarrassed by such a show of emotions, Cav murmured, “Thank you, sir.”

Steve gave him an assessing look. “Just Steve will do.”
“Yes, sir….I mean, okay,” Cav stumbled. It was very different meeting people who were strangers, but this was Lia’s parents and he didn’t want to fuck this up for her. Awkwardly, he stood there, watching tears roll down Susan’s face. He wasn’t sure that Lia wasn’t crying too, such was the tight bond they shared. Obliquely, his mind leaped backward. Cav remembered the times his mother had cried. But they were tears of pain. Tears mingled with blood from her nose, a split lip or both after his father got done beating her up. How many times had Cav cried alone in his room wishing she would run away with him from his monster father?

Steve clapped him on the shoulder. “Let’s us guys go find your luggage, huh?” and he smiled a little.

Good idea! “Yes, sir—“

Steve laughed and patted him warmly on the back. “You’re staying a week with us, Cav. I’ll work that military side you out of you by then. Come on, let’s hunt up that luggage for our you and our Lia, eh?”

There was a male gruffness mingled with warmth to Steve that made Cav want to open up to the man. He had a deeply weathered face, his blue eyes the same color as Lia’s. The woman he loved had her mother’s same color of hair, her father’s sparkling, mischievous looking eyes and her smile. There was benevolence to Steve Cassidy and Cav automatically found himself wanting to be close to this man who exuded a male gentleness he rarely found in any man. “Thanks for coming to pick us up,” Cav said, noting that the baggage from their flight would be spit out by Carousel Two.

“We’ve been looking forward to seeing you two,” Steve said, standing with his hands on his hips, watching the luggage starting to be dropped off the conveyor belt. “Did you have a good flight?”

“Yes. It was quiet. That’s all I ask.”

“We don’t travel much,” he said. “With a farm, you can’t walk away from it, so I’m glad you came for a visit.”

Cav felt Steve’s genuine sincerity. He hooked a look over his shoulder, seeing Lia and her mother talking animatedly with one another as they walked toward them. Susan had given Lia her smile and her beauty, no question. He liked that the mother had hooked her arm around Lia’s waist and they walked closely, their affection for everyone to see. He knew Lia’s affection himself and already, he could see how happy she was at being home with her parents once more. They breathed even more life into her, if that was possible. Compared to the ghost of a person she was in Costa Rica months earlier, Cav was stunned at Lia’s natural radiance. She was sunshine to his darkened soul who craved her.

“Uh oh,” Steve murmured, grinning as he turned. “I’m about to get attacked.”

For a moment, the word put Cav on instant guard. But as he turned, he saw Steve opening his arms as Lia flew into them, her arms wide open, joy radiant on her face as she clung to her father. A lump formed in his throat as he watched Lia being swallowed up by the big man who kissed her hair, kissed that cheek that had that deep scar on it, his eyes only for his beaming daughter in his arms. His gaze flicked to Susan, who stood a few feet away, teary eyed, smiling, her lower lip trembling as she watched Lia with her doting father. It hurt to swallow and Cav turned away, remembering too much of the twisted and distorted family he’d somehow managed to survive. He’d never known a moment of affection from his father. Only his fist. His hatred. His anger always aimed at him.”

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PRE-ORDER AVAILABLE ON UNBOUND PURSUIT by Lindsay McKenna!!

July 1, 2016

PRE-ORDER AVAILABLE ON UNBOUND PURSUIT by Lindsay McKenna!!
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Hi Everyone!
We’re right on the cusp of the 4th of July holiday in the USA. It is our Independence day. We need to thank all the people who gave their lives, give them our grateful thanks and prayers, for giving everything so that we could have the freedom we enjoy today. And toward that end, our military around the world right now, as well as the vets who have also sacrificed so much for us, should be thanked and appreciated as well. Freedom is not free.

UNBOUND PURSUIT is the sequel to TANGLED PURSUIT, Book 2, of the Delos Series. If you have read it? Then you know Tal Culver, Captain, USMC, and the war she fought on an emotional front with US Navy SEAL, Chief Wyatt Lockwood. He’s a good ole boy from Texas, raised on a ranch in West Texas, and doesn’t take “no” for an answer. If you haven’t read TANGLED PURSUIT, do so, because it will make UNBOUND PURSUIT all the more richer for you to appreciate and enjoy! But it can be read as a stand alone novella.

Captain Talia Culver risked her heart again for Navy SEAL Wyatt Lockwood. The brave, cocky Texan was worth the risk and Tal couldn’t be happier. Still recovering from her injuries she received from her last mission in Afghanistan, Wyatt whisks her away to meet his family on their sprawling Texas ranch.

But things don’t go as planned when Wyatt hears local gossip that his drug dealing ex-friend is out of prison and planning a drug run across the Lockwood ranch. Wyatt wants to enjoy some hard-earned down time with Tal, but he can’t ignore the danger at his back door.

As Wyatt plans a dangerous operation to catch the drug dealers, Tal fears she could lose the man she loves.

EXCERPT Unbound Pursuit by Lindsay McKenna, 2B1, novella, Delos Series,
Pub date: 9.29.2016
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Tal Culver had turned around to watch Mattie Lockwood, who with swift, knowing precision had gone to work dumping the paint-filled water from the thirty jars, washing them, and turning them upside down to dry on tea towels she’d set on the countertop. The back door opened and closed, getting Tal’s attention. The children could come and go through two different exits. The side door led to the playground. The rear door, near the sink where Mattie worked, was hidden from view by a large mudroom. The hair on the back of her neck rose, instantly making Tal focus her attention on the entrance.

What the hell?

Normally that reaction served to warn her that there was danger nearby, and it wasn’t something Tal ignored. She was in Texas. In a kindergarten classroom. Why was she suddenly on high alert?

Mattie heard the door open and close, too. She barely looked up, busily washing out the Mason jars. She didn’t want to be late getting Tal back to the ranch. Her mother was making a special meal of leg of lamb tonight for the family, and she needed to get home to help her with making the salad and the mashed potatoes and gravy. She figured it was the parent of a child who had forgotten something in the classroom coming back to pick it up.

A dark shape appeared at the entrance. Mattie turned. She gasped. The Mason jar in her hand slipped and fell to the floor, shattering.

“Mark!” The word came flying out of her mouth. Mattie’s heart pounded in her chest as she stared up into his narrowed gold-brown eyes. He wore a black Stetson, a white long-sleeved shirt with a black leather vest over it, jeans, and cowboy boots. His mouth . . . oh, lordy, his mouth . . . she remembered only too well how wonderful he was at kissing her.

She took a step back, her eyes huge as she stared in disbelief at him. He stood motionless, like a tense statue. Mark’s gaze shot to Tal and then back to her.

“Who’s this with you, Mattie?”

She hadn’t heard his voice in four months, that same low, sensual drawl of his that made her melt, made her lower body burn with need of him. Gulping, she jerked a look toward Tal. “That’s Tal Culver, my friend,” she managed to say, choked up. She turned toward him. “What are you doing here?” Tears clogged her eyes but Mattie refused to let them fall, straightening her spine, throwing back her shoulders, her chin jutting out, anger flowing through her along with her shock.

“I need to talk to you alone,” Mark growled. “Get rid of her?”

Mattie scowled. Anger took over. “Go to hell, Mark!” She jabbed her finger toward the door of the mudroom. “Just get the hell out of my life! How dare you come back into it! You think you can just waltz in here after being gone for months without a word?”

Her voice was shaking, she was so angry and hurt. And he looked so delicious to her. He was half Chippewa Indian through his mother, who was now dead. He had his mother’s coppery skin, that shining short black hair, those glittering, intelligent wolf eyes, as she used to refer to them, a gold-brown mixture. His mouth thinned, relaxed a little. For a split second, Mattie thought he’d smiled, or that maybe some amusement had flittered across his narrowed, intelligent gaze.

“I’ve been real busy, Mattie. That’s not the welcome I was hoping for.”

Mattie gulped back her tears. “What the hell else did you expect?”

Mark shrugged lazily, lifting one shoulder, keeping his gaze pinned on Tal. The woman seemed like someone he wouldn’t want to mess with. Mark saw the look in her eyes, saw the fine tension in her body, and felt the energy around her. If she wasn’t law enforcement, then she was military. He met her gaze and hardened his look in her direction, willing her to stay right where she was. Missing nothing upon first perusal, Mark could quickly size up another person and know just how dangerous they were. This woman was damned dangerous, even though she wore a camel-colored pantsuit with a bright orange tee beneath it. She wore no makeup, her black hair lying like a shining cloak around her proud shoulders.

His gaze moved back to Mattie. “I need to talk to you,” he repeated.

Snorting vehemently, she snapped, “I want nothing to do with you, Mark!”

His gut clenched, his heart twisting with guilt and need of her. Mark tried to bury the pain he carried deep within him. He watched the flare of righteous anger in Mattie’s slitted dark green eyes. Reining in the desire for her that was always with him, he rasped, “Okay, then here it is: you tell your father to keep his wranglers out of the northeast corner of your ranch two nights from now, Mattie.” His voice dropped.

“This isn’t a joke. You need to keep everyone out of that area.” He started to turn, stopped himself, lifting his head, meeting Mattie’s tear-filled eyes. Less gruffly, the hardness in his gold-brown eyes dissolving, almost turning tender, he said, “Take good care of yourself, Mattie . . .”

Before Mattie could snarl at him, he turned on his heel and was gone. When the door slammed shut, Mattie jumped. She was breathing raggedly, her heart sledgehammering in her chest. Gulping, she looked at Tal.

“Are you okay?” Mattie asked in a trembling tone.

Giving a slight nod, Tal said, “I’m fine. Is he gone?” She gestured with her chin toward where Mark had disappeared.
Turning, Mattie quickly walked out to the mudroom. Peering out the window, she saw nothing but the outskirts of Van Horn. It was as if Mark had never been there. But he had. She had goose bumps across her skin, and she absently rubbed her upper arms, feeling stunned by his sudden and unexpected presence.

She heard Tal get up, the chair scraping back against the tiled floor. Because of her ankle, she couldn’t move quickly, and Mattie hurried back and met her at the sink. “He’s gone.”

“Did you see where he went?”

Shaking her head, she whispered, “No . . . I looked, but he’s like a ghost. Just . . . gone.” Touching her brow, she added apologetically, “I’m so sorry, Tal. You didn’t need this. God, I didn’t need it either.”

Tal reached out, feeling her shaking. Mattie’s face was white, her freckles standing out against her tightened skin. “How are you doing? Do you want to come and sit down? Can I get you a drink of water?” Tal could feel the tension in her, saw the tears glimmering in her eyes. Mattie was valiantly trying not to cry.

“Come on,” Tal urged her gently, “come and sit down for a minute.” Mattie looked so shaken Tal wasn’t sure she wasn’t going to faint on her. And if she did, Tal wouldn’t be able to break her fall, thanks to her weakened ankle.

Jerkily, Mattie nodded, covering her eyes for a moment, trying to hold herself together. She tried to shove down her dark past, her love for Mark. After all he’d done to her! If the townspeople ever knew what had happened, she’d never live it down. Never had she ever wanted anyone but Mark. It was a destiny and a curse. She still loved him. Mattie denied it, but inside, in her private moments, her heart ached for Mark.

Around her, from childhood onward, Mark had been vulnerable, despite his hard life. Mattie had seen the scars where his flesh had been peeled back when his angry, alcoholic father would unmercifully beat him with his belt. She knew he’d gotten those scars when he’d stepped between his father and his sister, Sage. Matt had made himself a target to protect Sage from being sexually molested. His body had been deeply scarred over time. To this day, Sage’s loyalty to her brother was solid, and Mattie knew why. Mark had protected her from her father. And Sage loved her brother as fiercely as Mattie did, but for different reasons.

Sitting down, Mattie was grateful for Tal’s quiet strength, her hand resting on her slumped shoulder as she tried to control her inner tumult. “I don’t know why he suddenly showed up,” she whispered, her voice quavering. Tears spilled down her cheeks, and she turned her head, ashamed that Tal would see her cry.
“Did you know he was coming?”

“N-no,” she whispered, quickly wiping the tears away, humiliated that her future sister-in-law-to-be was seeing her like this, a muddled mass of jellied emotions, pulverized by Mark’s shocking appearance.

“Has he done this before?”

Shaking her head, Mattie said hoarsely, “I have not seen him in three months. I figured he’d just disappeared out of my life forever. That’s why I was so shocked to see him again.”

Frowning, Tal smoothed her hand gently across Mattie’s shaking shoulders. She was crying. Tal put herself in Mattie’s place. This would be a helluva shock for anyone to take. Almost like a dead person returning from the grave.
“I-I’m sorry, Tal. I shouldn’t be crying. You’d think I’d learn my lesson . . .”

“Sometimes, when you love someone, it takes a long time to get over it,” Tal told her.

“I-I shouldn’t still love him!” she rasped, giving Tal a confused look. “How can I?”

“Only you can answer that,” Tal said gently, smoothing back some strands of red hair that were sticking to her damp cheek.

“Love and grief are entwined, I’ve found. And it’s a process you work through. There’s no time limit on it.”

Sniffing, Mattie pulled a tissue out of her pocket, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. “There’s so much grief and sadness shared between us. I knew one day he’d leave for good. And I thought he had. But he’s back . . . I-I never expected to ever see him again.”

Never mind she still dreamed like the child she was of what might have been if they’d married once they were out of high school. The year they spent together when they were teenagers, after their relationship moved from friendship to something more, had been heaven on earth. Mark been so gentle and open with her, so incredibly loving. Sometimes, Mattie felt as if Mark had a lifetime of love stored up for her from the time he was born. At six years old, seeing him in the first grade, she’d fallen in love with him. It was the most beautiful feeling in the world to have him unveil the deepest, most beautiful parts of himself, his dreams, his wishes, with her. People called it puppy love, but the feeling had never gone away. And when she was sixteen and he finally opened up to her, let himself be as vulnerable as she was, and tenderly loved her, her soul had wept with joy and pleasure. He had been that loving. But then their lives had spiraled into a darkness she could never have imagined. And it had torn them apart even though they still ached to be with one another.

After that, Mark had changed abruptly. Forever. He was no longer open with her; he shut down. She knew why. It was a secret both of them would carry to their graves. The more Mattie tried to remain close to Mark, the more he retreated from her, those hard shields that he had always kept between himself and most other people began rising against her, too, cutting her off from his soft side. Mattie was too ashamed, too guilty and young, to figure out how to salvage the love they held for one another. And to this day, she beat herself up, knowing that one night had changed their lives and made Mark suddenly disconnect from her forever.

“We need to get home,” Tal urged her quietly. “Can I help you get things straightened up around here so we can leave?”

Mattie gave a jerky nod, wiping her cheeks dry. “Y-yes, Dad and Wyatt need to know what happened,” she whispered unsteadily, pushing the chair back. “You stay put, Tal. It will take me about ten minutes to get everything in order. I don’t want you trying to run around on that bum ankle of yours.”

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BLIND SIDED by Lindsay McKenna, EXCERPT!

June 11, 2016

EXCERPT from BLIND SIDED by Lindsay McKenna

Delos Series novella, BN2
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“Raw pain shot up through Kara’s face as she sat down on a chair in the day care center, gripping her cellphone in her hand. Her attacker had left. Or had he? Warily, she looked around, but her gaze was fastened on the opened door and entrance to the day care area. Stunned and hurting after regaining consciousness, she’d crawled to the chair and pulled her phone from her pocket to call 9-1-1. Dizzy, her ears ringing, she tried without success to stop the blood from pouring out of her left nostril. It felt as if half her face had been ripped off. The heat, swelling, and pain making her whimper. She was hunched over, praying that someone, anyone, would get here fast to help her.

The woman on the 9-1-1 line said a Kenedy County sheriff’s cruiser was on its way. How far away was it though? Her hair hung like curtains on either side of her face as her bloody, slippery fingers carefully pressed against her nose. The pain was excruciating, so she stopped trying to examine the extent of her injury.

Shattered by the attack, Kara kept worrying that her assailant would come back. But everything was quiet in the day care center and out in the hall beyond it. The rain was slacking off, the thunder moving farther east, the storm passing quickly through the area. She heard the front door open and then close. Who was it? Her heart pounded hard in her chest. Was it the man coming back to finish her off? To kill her?

Stifling a cry, she straightened, tense in the chair, unable to walk much because her knees were feeling so weak. Her breath hitched as she saw a sheriff’s deputy appear in the entrance, his revolver drawn. A gasp tore from Kara—she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The man wearing the black Stetson, dressed in a deputy’s uniform, was none other than Cade Patterson! She’d heard through the county grapevine that he’d come home two years earlier, but she had never run into him or seen him. His shoulders were so broad that she longed to simply lay her head on them and collapse into his arms. His light brown eyes were large, wide set, and assessing her, holding her distraught gaze.

“Kara!” He looked as shocked as she did. “What happened? Is there anyone else here?” he asked urgently, his head swiveling to take in the room.

“A man attacked me from behind…I-I don’t know why…” Her voice sounded young, like a scared child, not her normal alto tone. She saw that his eyes were filled with concern.

“Okay, stay where you are for a moment. I have to clear every room to make sure no one is still in here.”

She nodded. “I’m not going anywhere. I can’t walk. I’m dizzy.”

“I’ll be right back,” he promised.

Huge tears of relief squeezed out of her eyes. Kara wrapped her arms around herself, the blood dripping continuously down onto her white blouse, forever staining it. Cade was like a silent shadow, disappearing from her view as he moved down the hall, pistol drawn. Was her attacker still in here hiding? Waiting to jump her again? She felt so cold. So alone. And yet, Cade was here! He was the last person she’d ever expected to see and she was infinitely grateful it was him.

Kara had been hoping to see him on the street, maybe catch sight of him at the local diner or run into him at the grocery store. But she never had, until now. Gulping, hating the metallic taste of blood in her mouth, she swallowed, her stomach roiling.

“Kara?”

Cade’s voice was so close to her, she snapped her head up, gasping, not hearing him return to her side. He stood before her, sliding his revolver into the holster and safing it.

Her hand flew to her throat as she stared up at him. How tall he was! She remembered the boy of eighteen. That was the last time she’d seen him. Even though Cade had played football, the coach was always after him to put on more muscle, but he never had. Her gaze traveled up, from his narrow hips encased in dark blue gabardine trousers to the light khaki-colored shirt that stretched across his broad chest. And those proud, straight shoulders of his that looked as if they could carry the weight of the world on them. She knew from Cade’s hard, younger life, that he’d carried his mother who had been so broken by her husband’s unexpected death.

Words stuck in her tight throat as he crouched down close to her, placing his hand tentatively upon her upper right arm, his gaze melting into hers.

“Broken nose?” he asked gently.

“I-I think so…he hit me. That’s the last thing I remember.”

“I’ll call an ambulance,” he said, his hand reluctantly leaving her arm so he could make the call from his shoulder radio.

She looked beyond him, panicked, as he ended the call. “Is he still here, Cade?”

Shaking his head, he said, “No, no one’s here. We’re alone. Are you hurt anywhere else, Kara?”

Just the low warmth, the concern in his eyes, brought more tears. She choked and sobbed, “I-I don’t think so…I didn’t expect this…I don’t know who he was. He attacked me from behind. I got a look at him after I smashed his foot with my heel, just for a second before I tried to run from him.” Cade’s hand was stabilizing as he lightly moved it up and down her upper arm, as if to comfort her.

“We can cover all that later.”

“God, I wish my nose would quit bleeding.” She held up her bloodied fingers.

“Hold on,” Cade murmured, rising. He pulled out a white linen handkerchief from his back pocket, slipping it into her hand. “Press two fingers gently against the root of your nose and pinch the area as much as you can without causing yourself more pain. It should slow and stop the bleeding,” he said, crouching next to her once more.

Needing his comforting touch, she closed her eyes and held the handkerchief against her nose with one hand and pinched the root of her nose with the other. “I-I’m not hurt anywhere else. Bruised knees maybe, that’s all.”

Kara began to shake uncontrollably, barely holding herself together. Some of the bleeding was slowing down and that was good. Absorbing Cade’s masculine nearness, she felt like a thief stealing his light, his energy. Listening to the low timbre of his voice as he spoke to the Sarita dispatcher requesting a forensics team and back up, she once more felt that powerful swell of protection embracing her. And yet, Cade was not even touching her! Missing his hand on her arm, she needed to connect with him once again. It was a wild, unbidden thought and she couldn’t stop any of her rampant, twisting feelings from barreling through her right now.”

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BLIND SIDED by Lindsay McKenna RELEASE DAY!

June 6, 2016

Hi Lovely Readers!
I’m so excited! RELEASE DAY for my novella, BLIND SIDED!

It is one of Delos Series novellas!

Yes, it’s available in ebook, mass market paperback size (190 pages) and, later, in the year, audio through Trantor Media.

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Here’s an excerpt to get your blood running! 😉

EXCERPT from Blind Sided by Lindsay McKenna
Delos Series novella BN2

“Outdoors, Kara Knight heard the sudden pounding of small hailstones on the roof as she continued to clean up the huge day care facility. The last thing she’d do after sweeping and mopping, would be to arrange the desks for tomorrow morning. Everything had to be clean and ready to go for the nine a.m. arrival of the children on Saturday morning. She saw a flash of lightning so close that she winced, closing her eyes.

Suddenly, a man’s hand wrapped around Kara’s mouth, yanking her backwards off her feet. Her arms flailed and pain raced across her jaw where he gripped her. Kara tried to scream, but the man slid his other thick, hairy arm around her waist, pinning her against him.

“Shut up, bitch!” he snarled into her ear. His breath smelled of onions, making Kara want to gag. She struggled, kicking out, her arms trapped beneath the man’s powerfully muscled arm. He began jerking her side to side, and she felt as if he were trying to rip her head off her shoulders. Her mind reeled as he continued to drag her backwards, keeping her off balance. She heard him curse at her in Spanish.

“I’ll kill you. Now, stand still!” He pinched her nose shut with his thumb and forefinger, his hand still across her mouth, effectively shutting off her ability to breathe.

Gurgling in terror, her throat aching with a silent scream, her vision began to dim, and she fought harder, knowing she was going to die.

Oh, God! No! No!

Black dots began to dance before her eyes and she began to pass out. Desperately, Kara lifted the heel of her boot, slamming it with all her might into the man’s foot. He howled with pain, letting her go.

Free! She was free! Barely conscious, Kara fell to her knees, then scrambled to get away on all fours. She heard him cursing. Outdoors, another thunderclap shook the air.

Escape! I have to escape!

Air exploded from her mouth as she wobbled to her feet, weaving, her balance off as she turned toward her attacker. And then, she got her first look at him. He was a stranger. His brown eyes were dark with fury, his black hair was short and close-cropped, and he was barely taller than she. He appeared to be in his late twenties to her. He had black tattoos around his thick, bull-like neck and down both his powerful arms. A gold ring was hanging from his left earlobe. He wore a sleeveless white t-shirt, showing off the bulky muscling, scaring her even more. There was no doubt this man lifted very heavy weights at a gym. His jeans were well worn and his combat boots, scuffed. He looked like a soldier to her. She saw a knife in a sheath against his left calf and the pistol he wore in a drop holster around his right thigh. The only thing missing was a set of dog tags around his neck. Instead, he wore a thick gold chain.

Shrieking, Kara tried to dodge his hand as his fist closed, his arm drawn back to strike her. Her mind wasn’t working right, deprived of oxygen, sodden with adrenaline. All she knew was that he was trying to kill her.

Why? Why is this horrible man trying to hurt me?

The moment his fist connected with the left side of her face, Kara heard a snapping sound, as if a huge branch of a tree had been broken inside her head, and everything went black. The last thing she remembered was sailing through the air, her arms wind-milling. And then, nothing.”

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EXCERPT #2 BLIND SIDED by Lindsay McKenna!

April 6, 2016

EXCERPT #2 from BLIND SIDED by Lindsay McKenna

Delos Series novella
COWBOY JUSTICE 12-pack, 4.5.16
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“Raw pain shot up through Kara’s face as she sat down on a chair in the day care center, gripping her cellphone in her hand. Her attacker had left. Or had he? Warily, she looked around, but her gaze was fastened on the opened door and entrance to the day care area. Stunned and hurting after regaining consciousness, she’d crawled to the chair and pulled her phone from her pocket to call 9-1-1. Dizzy, her ears ringing, she tried without success to stop the blood from pouring out of her left nostril. It felt as if half her face had been ripped off. The heat, swelling, and pain making her whimper. She was hunched over, praying that someone, anyone, would get here fast to help her.

The woman on the 9-1-1 line said a Kenedy County sheriff’s cruiser was on its way. How far away was it though? Her hair hung like curtains on either side of her face as her bloody, slippery fingers carefully pressed against her nose. The pain was excruciating, so she stopped trying to examine the extent of her injury.

Shattered by the attack, Kara kept worrying that her assailant would come back. But everything was quiet in the day care center and out in the hall beyond it. The rain was slacking off, the thunder moving farther east, the storm passing quickly through the area. She heard the front door open and then close. Who was it? Her heart pounded hard in her chest. Was it the man coming back to finish her off? To kill her?

Stifling a cry, she straightened, tense in the chair, unable to walk much because her knees were feeling so weak. Her breath hitched as she saw a sheriff’s deputy appear in the entrance, his revolver drawn. A gasp tore from Kara—she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. The man wearing the black Stetson, dressed in a deputy’s uniform, was none other than Cade Patterson! She’d heard through the county grapevine that he’d come home two years earlier, but she had never run into him or seen him. His shoulders were so broad that she longed to simply lay her head on them and collapse into his arms. His light brown eyes were large, wide set, and assessing her, holding her distraught gaze.

“Kara!” He looked as shocked as she did. “What happened? Is there anyone else here?” he asked urgently, his head swiveling to take in the room.

“A man attacked me from behind…I-I don’t know why…” Her voice sounded young, like a scared child, not her normal alto tone. She saw that his eyes were filled with concern.

“Okay, stay where you are for a moment. I have to clear every room to make sure no one is still in here.”

She nodded. “I’m not going anywhere. I can’t walk. I’m dizzy.”

“I’ll be right back,” he promised.

Huge tears of relief squeezed out of her eyes. Kara wrapped her arms around herself, the blood dripping continuously down onto her white blouse, forever staining it. Cade was like a silent shadow, disappearing from her view as he moved down the hall, pistol drawn. Was her attacker still in here hiding? Waiting to jump her again? She felt so cold. So alone. And yet, Cade was here! He was the last person she’d ever expected to see and she was infinitely grateful it was him.

Kara had been hoping to see him on the street, maybe catch sight of him at the local diner or run into him at the grocery store. But she never had, until now. Gulping, hating the metallic taste of blood in her mouth, she swallowed, her stomach roiling.

“Kara?”

Cade’s voice was so close to her, she snapped her head up, gasping, not hearing him return to her side. He stood before her, sliding his revolver into the holster and safing it.

Her hand flew to her throat as she stared up at him. How tall he was! She remembered the boy of eighteen. That was the last time she’d seen him. Even though Cade had played football, the coach was always after him to put on more muscle, but he never had. Her gaze traveled up, from his narrow hips encased in dark blue gabardine trousers to the light khaki-colored shirt that stretched across his broad chest. And those proud, straight shoulders of his that looked as if they could carry the weight of the world on them. She knew from Cade’s hard, younger life, that he’d carried his mother who had been so broken by her husband’s unexpected death.

Words stuck in her tight throat as he crouched down close to her, placing his hand tentatively upon her upper right arm, his gaze melting into hers.

“Broken nose?” he asked gently.

“I-I think so…he hit me. That’s the last thing I remember.”

“I’ll call an ambulance,” he said, his hand reluctantly leaving her arm so he could make the call from his shoulder radio.

She looked beyond him, panicked, as he ended the call. “Is he still here, Cade?”

Shaking his head, he said, “No, no one’s here. We’re alone. Are you hurt anywhere else, Kara?”

Just the low warmth, the concern in his eyes, brought more tears. She choked and sobbed, “I-I don’t think so…I didn’t expect this…I don’t know who he was. He attacked me from behind. I got a look at him after I smashed his foot with my heel, just for a second before I tried to run from him.” Cade’s hand was stabilizing as he lightly moved it up and down her upper arm, as if to comfort her.

“We can cover all that later.”

“God, I wish my nose would quit bleeding.” She held up her bloodied fingers.

“Hold on,” Cade murmured, rising. He pulled out a white linen handkerchief from his back pocket, slipping it into her hand. “Press two fingers gently against the root of your nose and pinch the area as much as you can without causing yourself more pain. It should slow and stop the bleeding,” he said, crouching next to her once more.

Needing his comforting touch, she closed her eyes and held the handkerchief against her nose with one hand and pinched the root of her nose with the other. “I-I’m not hurt anywhere else. Bruised knees maybe, that’s all.”

Kara began to shake uncontrollably, barely holding herself together. Some of the bleeding was slowing down and that was good. Absorbing Cade’s masculine nearness, she felt like a thief stealing his light, his energy. Listening to the low timbre of his voice as he spoke to the Sarita dispatcher requesting a forensics team and back up, she once more felt that powerful swell of protection embracing her. And yet, Cade was not even touching her! Missing his hand on her arm, she needed to connect with him once again. It was a wild, unbidden thought and she couldn’t stop any of her rampant, twisting feelings from barreling through her right now.”

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EXCERPT from: Blind Sided by Lindsay McKenna COWBOY JUSTICE 12-pack!

April 5, 2016

EXCERPT from Blind Sided by Lindsay McKenna
Delos Series novella
COWBOY JUSTICE 12-pack, 4.5.16
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Outdoors, she heard the sudden pounding of small hailstones on the roof as she continued to clean up the huge day care facility. The last thing she’d do after sweeping and mopping, would be to arrange the desks for tomorrow morning. Everything had to be clean and ready to go for the nine a.m. arrival of the children on Saturday morning. She saw a flash of lightning so close that she winced, closing her eyes.

Suddenly, a man’s hand wrapped around Kara’s mouth, yanking her backwards off her feet. Her arms flailed and pain raced across her jaw where he gripped her. Kara tried to scream, but the man slid his other thick, hairy arm around her waist, pinning her against him.

“Shut up, bitch!” he snarled into her ear. His breath smelled of onions, making Kara want to gag. She struggled, kicking out, her arms trapped beneath the man’s powerfully muscled arm. He began jerking her side to side, and she felt as if he were trying to rip her head off her shoulders. Her mind reeled as he continued to drag her backwards, keeping her off balance. She heard him curse at her in Spanish.

“I’ll kill you. Now, stand still!” He pinched her nose shut with his thumb and forefinger, his hand still across her mouth, effectively shutting off her ability to breathe.

Gurgling in terror, her throat aching with a silent scream, her vision began to dim, and she fought harder, knowing she was going to die.

Oh, God! No! No!

Black dots began to dance before her eyes and she began to pass out. Desperately, Kara lifted the heel of her boot, slamming it with all her might into the man’s foot. He howled with pain, letting her go.

Free! She was free! Barely conscious, Kara fell to her knees, then scrambled to get away on all fours. She heard him cursing. Outdoors, another thunderclap shook the air.

Escape! I have to escape!

Air exploded from her mouth as she wobbled to her feet, weaving, her balance off as she turned toward her attacker. And then, she got her first look at him. He was a stranger. His brown eyes were dark with fury, his black hair was short and close-cropped, and he was barely taller than she. He appeared to be in his late twenties to her. He had black tattoos around his thick, bull-like neck and down both his powerful arms. A gold ring was hanging from his left earlobe. He wore a sleeveless white t-shirt, showing off the bulky muscling, scaring her even more. There was no doubt this man lifted very heavy weights at a gym. His jeans were well worn and his combat boots, scuffed. He looked like a soldier to her. She saw a knife in a sheath against his left calf and the pistol he wore in a drop holster around his right thigh. The only thing missing was a set of dog tags around his neck. Instead, he wore a thick gold chain.

Shrieking, Kara tried to dodge his hand as his fist closed, his arm drawn back to strike her. Her mind wasn’t working right, deprived of oxygen, sodden with adrenaline. All she knew was that he was trying to kill her.

Why? Why is this horrible man trying to hurt me?

The moment his fist connected with the left side of her face, Kara heard a snapping sound, as if a huge branch of a tree had been broken inside her head, and everything went black. The last thing she remembered was sailing through the air, her arms wind-milling. And then, nothing.

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February 17, 2016

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