Publication Date: April 10th, 2014
Cover Artist – Vanessa Booke
Description:18+
Welcome to Serendipity, Texas, where the days are hot and the nights are steamy. Meet real people with real problems, as they live life and find love in a small town.
12 years ago, Brent walked away from his one big love, and has regretted it ever since. He’s done nothing but make mistake after mistake with his life. Now, he’s finally getting his act together, starting up a sanctuary for abused and neglected horses, and staying clean.
Casey had put Brent out of her mind the best way she knew how, by going on with her own life: getting married and trying to have kids. When her marriage ends up being a mistake, she moves back in with her mother in Serendipity to lick her wounds. What she doesn’t expect is Brent, waltzing back into her life.
Can they put their own and each other’s mistakes behind them to move forward together? When Casey’s life is put in danger, Brent steps up, but will it be enough?
My Mistake is book seven in the Stories of Serendipity. You will meet some of the same characters, but they are all stand-alone novels.
EXCERPT
When he came back
around to the front of the barn, she was sitting on top of a bale of hay,
holding up a brown paper back with a grease stain on the bottom. Mooch, traitor that he was, perched at her
feet, looking up at her adoringly, waiting for her to drop the bag.
“Mama sent some
chicken and biscuits.”
He grunted an
acknowledgment, and pulled his hat lower over his eyes so he didn’t have to see
the pain in hers.
She stood,
setting the bag down next to her, and sauntered over to the stall where he was
spreading fresh straw.
“What’s wrong?”
He couldn’t think
of the words to say to her. Everything
that came to mind was wrong, and Brent knew that there was no way to have this
conversation without hurting her. But he
had to, or else he would end up hurting her worse in the long run.
As he kicked
straw around the floor of the stall, he knew he was being stupid. For the last two weeks, all he’d talked about
was how badly he wanted her to stay with him.
And now he was about to do this…
He finally
stopped when she said, “Brent. You’re
scaring me. Is this about me not being
able to have kids?”
“No.” Brent brushed past her to go to the feed
room. Rattling the bucket brought in the
mare, an enormous equine with a shaggy coat and bones showing through loose
skin. She followed him into the stall,
as he emptied the bucket into her feed trough, and then started pulling the
injections from his pockets and preparing them silently.
When he had the
first one ready, he finally got the guts to raise his head and look at Casey
and deliver the brilliant line he’d spent the past ten minutes coming up
with. “I need to think about some
stuff.”
Her mouth
dropped, and Brent lowered his head to the mare’s shoulder. While she was distracted, eating, he pinched
some skin between his gloved fingers and stuck in the needle, pushing the
plunger.
Brent had no idea
what happened next. All he was aware of
was a swift intake of breath, before he saw a wall of brown crush into him,
then a jumble of whinnies, a frantic woof, a shrill scream, some clatters, then
hoofs aimed at his chest, before blackness took over.
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get them to you as soon as I have them.
About the author:
Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound. Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town. She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.
Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound. Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town. She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.
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