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Saturday, November 4, 2017

spicy tales & Wild West adventure - Lady Law and the Gunslinger Series by Adrienne deWolfe

"DEVIL IN TEXAS is a spicy tale, with lots of rip-roaring, Wild West adventure. [...]
DEVIL IN TEXAS kept me on the edge of my seat. I loved the humor! This is the best western Romance I’ve read in a long time! I can’t WAIT to see what happens in book 2." Gail, Goodreads


Devil in Texas

Pinkerton Agent Sadie Michelson poses as a casino singer to investigate a Texas Senator. Before she can cozy up to her quarry, she must get past his bodyguard, William Cassidy, her long-lost lover.

An outlaw seeking redemption, Cass was lured to Texas by the promise of a Ranger badge. But he hasn’t forgotten the sassy siren, who toyed with his heart. When Sadie proposes a truce, Cass suspects she’s hiding something.

With assassins dogging their heels, Cass and Sadie uncover a murder conspiracy in the senate. To stay alive, they must do the one thing they’re dead set against: trust each other.

“Western Romance at its best. Anything but predictable. Especially recommended for readers who like feisty heroines.” Midwest Book ReviewD. Donovan, Senior Reviewer

“Laugh-out-loud storytelling. DeWolfe delivers a deliciously wicked pair of star-crossed lovers, a Texas Ranger Whodunit, and a rascally raccoon named Vandy, who will steal your heart!” Barbara AnkrumNational Bestselling Author

Dance to the Devil's Tune

Maestro’s music creates mindless puppets, who commit crimes at his command. To lure the sinister jewel thief out of hiding, Pinkerton Agent Sadie Michelson poses as a wealthy widow.

Fearing for her safety, William “Cass” Cassidy, her hotheaded lover, hatches his own plot to end Maestro’s killing spree. But his daring gamble backfires and costs him Sadie’s trust.

Now Cass is on the run, hunted by Maestro and the Pinkertons. Torn between her mission and her gunslinging lover, Sadie must stop Cass’s showdown with Maestro, or she’ll lose her badge—and her man.
"This is a romantic old west romance suspense mystery. I found it intriguing and delightful. I especially found the humor interjected here and there hilarious. " - Emma, Goodreads

“The lovers have terrific chemistry… The tension doesn’t let up. The next book can’t come soon enough!” - Affaire de Coeur (4.5)Heather Nordahl Files 

Bad Boy Demands His Own Romance 

William Cassidy wasn’t supposed to be hero material. He was a gunslinger, wanted by every lawman in the West. When I first envisioned my heroine, a pistol-packing Pinkerton with fiery hair and an even hotter temper, I planned to make “Coyote Cass” the villain of her story. But Cass wasn’t happy with my plot to bury him at Boot Hill. 

“Aw, c’mon,” he kept whispering in my ear, “I’m not so bad. I’m funny! How many villains do you know, who ride get-away horses named Jelli and Pancake? And what about that time I poured moonshine into my sweetheart’s pie, so she could win the county bake-off? I’m adorable! Give me a book and a woman of my own!” 

The next thing I knew, I was doing something crazy: rewriting the ebook version of a novel in my Velvet Lies Series, so I could star Cass and Sadie in their own series of Western Whodunits, Lady Law & The Gunslinger. 

Redeeming a Bad Boy means making that character grow, but not so much that you’ve reinvented Dudley Do-Right. Throughout my Lady Law & The Gunslinger Series, Cass remains proud that he once accepted a bet to seduce a virgin on her wedding day -- and won. He’s even prouder that Dodge City’s most notorious madam dubbed him the “Rebel Rutter.” 

In the following sneak peek, Cass hopes to redeem himself by catching a thief – but the thief has a big surprise for our hero!

Devil in Texas

Lampasas, Texas
October 1883
Reaching for his six-shooter, Cass waved his 17-year-old sidekick to safety and poked his head around the corner. A bearded figure in a sack suit was climbing through the window. Apparently, a thief was breaking into the hotel.
Cass marveled at the irony. All his life, he’d wanted to be a Ranger, to fight for right and make the world a safe place for little kiddies to play. Even though that dream had been derailed when he turned vigilante, Cass’s altruistic side couldn't let some desperado barge into the building and loot innocent folks.
Stepping into the moonlight, he confronted the burglar.
"What’s the matter, mister? Three flights of stairs aren’t enough exercise? "
The thief went rigid.
"Hands," Cass barked, cocking his .45.
Slowly, reluctantly, the burglar spread his gloves in the universal sign of surrender.
"I'll frisk him," Collie volunteered, lurching forward in his widow’s weeds. The matched pair of cantaloupes in his corset thumped together like rolling thunder.
Cass wanted to wallop the kid for such a lousy stakeout disguise. "Confound it, Birdie, is that how your mama taught a lady to behave?"
The burglar chuckled. The sound was low and husky, reminding Cass of whiskey, scarlet, and sin all rolled into one.
"Looks like Birdie found Admiral Farragut's lost torpedoes."
"Mind your manners, cockroach," Cass growled. "You're talking to a lady."
Straight white teeth flashed in the thief’s graying beard. "Somebody's got his facts all tangled."
Cass’s brow furrowed. Something about that voice wasn't right. For one thing, it wasn't scratchy enough to be old. For another, it reminded him poignantly of Sadie.
Cass cursed himself. Now wasn't the time to get distracted by grief. Sadie had betrayed him. She’d told the Rangers about his murder warrant. After a hurt like that, Cass shouldn't have cared that the golden-eyed hellion had vanished in a brothel fire.
But no matter how he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about those long-lost days of star-gazing, berry-picking, and sharing secrets in the hayloft with Sadie. A yawning emptiness consumed his soul. The nights had lost their thrill because he could never love, war, and make up again with the Devil's Red-Haired Daughter.
He dragged his thoughts back to his prisoner. "What's that bulge under your coat?"
The ghost of a dimple peeked beneath the thief’s derby. "The usual."
"Want to be more specific?"
"See for yourself."
Cass frowned. This conversation was familiar—macabrely familiar. But his memory had to do with Sadie and a skimpy, black negligee that had nearly stopped his heart.
"Take off your hat," he commanded suspiciously.
Another saucy dimple peeked. "You want it? Come and get it, hotshot."
Cass’s patience was rapidly unraveling. Defying knives, blinding powder, and whatever else the thief might throw, Cass stalked closer. A tepid breeze stirred the draperies. The masculine scents of leather and horse wafted past his nose, along with the feminine fragrance of rosehips.
Sadie's favorite tea.
Now Cass was close enough to notice anomalies beneath the burglar’s bowler: a mustache that was just a hair off balance. Lips that were pink and kissably soft.
Cass’s brain told his senses they were liars, but his heart couldn't give up the hope. With a shaking hand, he knocked off the thief’s hat.
Eyes as hot as golden brands burned into his.
In the next instant, a boot sent his gun flying. A second drop-kick plowed into his midsection.
"Son of a—" Cass stumbled to his knees, winded.
Collie reached for his revolver.
"No!" Cass tackled the boy. They hit the carpet in a tangle of limbs and lace. “That’s Sadie!”
“Are you loco? Sadie’s dead!”
They flopped like a couple of beached whales, Cass’s spurs shredding the boy’s petticoats.
Sadie glanced over her shoulder, that wicked dimple flirting with her lips. One last smirk for his embarrassment. One last sigh for all that might have been.

Then, with an audacious wink, she fled.

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About the author:
Adrienne deWolfe is the #1 bestselling author of action-packed Historical Romance novels, where feisty Heroines buck the conventions and true Heroes must be wickedly funny. Her critically acclaimed series include Wild Texas Nights, Velvet Lies, and Lady Law & The Gunslinger. 

When Adrienne’s not writing, she can often be found dragging her sopping-wet feline out of the bathtub. (Because Krazy Kat — who thinks she’s a shark — gets her kitty jollies by cannon-balling into the water while Adrienne’s soaking in it.) 

On other days, Adrienne wages war with her printer. (You think we jest? See her post, “Help! My Printer Has a Poltergeist!” at http://writingnovelsthatsell.com/humor-my-printer-has-a-poltergeist/ ) 

Fascinated by all things mystical, Adrienne writes a blog about dragons, magic, haunted pizza, the Universal Law of Attraction, and other weirdness she can’t explain at http://MagicMayhemBlog.com. 

She also writes a blog featuring tips about the business of writing at http://WritingNovelsThatSell.com, where you’ll find lots of writing resources. She enjoys mentoring aspiring authors and offers professional fiction-coaching. 

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Adrienne deWolfe said...

Thank you for hosting my tour on your fabulous website! Hugs, Adrienne deWolfe

CCAM said...

@Adrienne deWolfe
It was our pleasure! and Thank you!