Sunday, March 8, 2020

Read an #Excerpt from Catherine's Cowboy #western #romance


Catherine's Cowboy
by
Cait Braxton

Blurb

On the run from her vicious Kiowa husband, Catherine seeks shelter from a raging dust storm when labor begins. Fate steps in when retired tracker Elam also seeks refuge from the elements and stumbles upon the same ramshackle dwelling.

 Elam helps Catherine deliver her child and a strong bond develops between them. But outside, biding his time until the squall passes, someone evil longs to claim both their lives and take what is rightfully his…the child.


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I'm going north where the grey wolf country is.
The wolves might eat or kill me.
I may not come back.
Brother, if I don't come back, you will cry for me.

Excerpt:

Wolf-dog emitted a guttural growl and Tapco’s spine curdled with fear. How had the heathens found her so soon? Poor beast would be killed first...before they descended on her. In her condition, she could do nothing to prevent the creature’s demise, much less thank him for leading her through the dust storm to this temporary sanctuary. While the phantom of death circled her head, she pulled the knife from her knee-high moccasin and focused on the one thing that mattered, the cause of her horrendous pain and the only reason to stay alive for now. 

The dog rose to a squat, shoulders down, rump high in the air and his long, white fangs bared for attack.  He would take down one and she would the steal the breath from another before....

The door flew open. Underneath the frame stood a tall, dark form, his leather duster open and hugging a pair of high, black boots. Saddlebags rode his left shoulder, and a shotgun that could blow both her and Wolf-dog to smithereens rested against his right. A revolver was cradled in a leather scabbard across his chest, and the haft of a Bowie knife extended beyond the top of the black boot on his right leg. Her weak limbs trembled with ironic relief. At least he wasn’t wearing leggings and a breechclout.  Gomda hadn’t found her, but the vision of hell and damnation devouring the door frame had. A thatch of burnished, chestnut hair framed a pair of brown eyes, eyes so dark, they were almost black. With a wary look in his eyes, his body primed for danger, he scanned the dim corners of the cabin. 

Wolf-dog snarled, waiting for her command.

“Haun-Nay,” she rasped. “No.”

She couldn’t take the chance the man would kill the dog before she could kill him, not after the beast had saved her.  She’d wait until he hovered near, near enough to slash his jugular before he sensed peril. She didn’t have to wait long.

Danger rode the angles of his lean face as he advanced. “Are you alone here?”

She brought the knife up and stabbed at the vacant air.

His hands came out at his sides, palms up. “I won’t harm you. Besides, that mangy hound would rip my guts out before I could spit in your direction.” A faint smile curled one corner of his lip. “Looks like you could use some help. Please, put the knife down before you pass out and fall on it.”

Panting through another spasm, she slithered down the post, grinding out the words, “Stay back.” Seconds ago, she had fantasies of severing his neck; now she was too broken to try. 

He dropped to his haunches before her and set the rifle on the ground. “If you were to guess, how long before that baby comes?”

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Wednesday, March 4, 2020

Catherine's Cowboy - #western #romance

CATHERINE'S COWBOY
A Western Romance novella
Cait Braxton (aka Keta Diablo)



About Catherine's Cowboy


On the run from her vicious Kiowa husband, Catherine seeks shelter from a raging dust storm when labor begins. Fate steps in when a retired army tracker also seeks refuge from the elements and stumbles upon the same ramshackle dwelling.


Elam helps Catherine deliver her child and a strong bond forms between them. But outside, biding his time until the squall passes someone longs to claim both of their lives and take what is rightfully his…the child.



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Excerpt:
Elam thought he was prepared for anything when he kicked in the door to the miner’s shack. Apparently, he wasn’t. The last thing he expected to encounter was a woman in the last throes of labor. Her sweat-soaked body and pain-filled eyes pitched him back to a time he didn’t want to revisit. Life had a strange way of kicking a man in the ass when he least expected it. Best that man must rise to the occasion, do what he must to get through it rather than piss and moan ‘why me’?

He knew the woman was Kiowa, or marked by the Kiowa, the moment he laid eyes on her. No, wait; he couldn’t toss her into a class with all women. Despite the hardships she must have endured while living in their camp, the word woman didn’t do her justice. This female was sin and sorrow rolled into one, the worst combination God ever created. 
 
Like a veil of gossamer silk, her black hair hung in waves about her shoulders. A belt of mountain lion fur clung to her protruded abdomen; the Kiowa’s way of telling the world she’s with child. Dark circles shadowed her anguished eyes, eyes that reminded him of the violet gentian busting through the outcrops near the Rockies. One look into those depthless orbs and any man would wonder who dropped the angel from the clouds. Perfection. Ethereal beauty personified. 
 
The cloying scents of earth, white sage and musk radiated off her body when she placed her hands on his shoulders. Her chest heaving with effort and pain, she hissed the words through teeth that were whiter than sun-bleached linen. “Your name, tell me your name.”
RAVES
"First, I loved the cover of this novella. I really enjoyed reading it as well. It is well written and both sweet and suspenseful. Catherine and Elam have both suffered loss and have the chance at happiness with each other." Carol, Goodreads Addict

Cait Braxton did an amazing job with the few pages she worked with for this novella! A tale filled with fear, bravery and honor, the feeling of hope for the future still shines through! Quick reading with a helping hand from fate, perfect for  western romance lovers."Tome Tender Reviews

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