Ring In A Cowboy Box Set
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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Authors Donna
Michaels and Lexi Post are joined by bestselling and award-winning authors
Amanda McIntyre, Tori Scott, Gem Sivad, Kathleen Ball, Hildie McQueen, Rhonda
Lee Carver, and Victoria Vane to bring you nine sexy cowboys in this New Year's
collection that will warm you from the inside out. Ring in a Cowboy.
Donna Michaels -
Wine and Her New Year Cowboy (Book 4/Citizen Soldier Series) A Going no male
resolution excludes cowboys.
Lexi Post - Trace’s
Trouble: Last Chance Series #2 - A divorced cowboy, with nothing left but his
pride, runs into trouble when he has to evict a feisty woman who understands
animals better than humans and carries a Glock named Sal.
Kathleen Ball – A
Kiss at Midnight - Will Anora accept Maverick’s Heart? Only a long awaited New
Year’s kiss at midnight will tell him.
Rhonda Lee Carver-
A New Year's Cowboy- Charlie has suffered tragedy, but a Christmas package
offers hope and a cowboy.
Amanda Mcintyre -
Lost & Found - Fate gives first love a second chance.
Hildie Mcqueen- New
Year with You- A modern Cinderella type story with a humorous twist.
Tori Scott- Cowboy
Masquerade - A New Year's Eve masquerade party reveals more than anyone
expects.
Gem Sivad- Cowboy
Burn- She slides down an icy road and lands in the arms of love.
Victoria Vane – A
Cowboy’s Midnight Kiss – Almost the moment she arrives for a holiday at a
renowned ski resort, recently divorced Cassidy Cantrell breaks a boot heel,
sprains her ankle, and gets swept off her feet by a blue-eyed Wyoming
Rancher.
A Cowboy's Midnight
Kiss by Victoria Vane
(Ring in a Cowboy
Anthology)
Mini Synopsis
VICTORIA VANE – A
Cowboy’s Midnight Kiss – Almost the moment she arrives for a holiday at a
renowned ski resort, recently divorced Cassidy Cantrell , breaks a boot heel,
sprains her ankle, and gets swept off her feet by a blue-eyed Wyoming Rancher.
Full Synopsis
She lost her drawl
and traded her 501s for Roberto Cavalli, but she’s still a simple Carolina
country girl at heart.
Cassidy
Cantrell sacrificed her own dreams to become the wife of a world renowned
heart surgeon. But eight years later, she knows it’s over. Divorced from the
man of her mother's dreams - Cass has to face up to the fact it's time to move
on. Looking to get away to a place where she can reclaim herself, she
accepts an invitation to spend the holidays at a posh ski resort. But almost the
minute Cassidy lands in Jackson Hole, she breaks a boot heel, sprains her
ankle, and gets swept off her feet by a smoking-hot, blue-eyed Rancher.
He never could have
imagined his soul mate would show up in stiletto heeled boots.
Jilted by his
fiancée a couple years ago, Wyoming rancher Griffin Stone splits his time
between a family ranch and managing investment properties in the ski resort
town of Jackson. But something is missing. After placing his own desires on
hold to look after his military brother's family, Griff longs for happiness of
his own. But a rich, city girl from Florida who sprains her ankle after her
boot heel breaks?
"Sweetheart,
boots like that are only good for one thing...and it sure ain't walkin.'"
He thinks he has the city girl all figured out, but the more he learns about her past, the more he believes she just might be the woman of his dreams.
He thinks he has the city girl all figured out, but the more he learns about her past, the more he believes she just might be the woman of his dreams.
A Cowboy’s Midnight Kiss By Victoria Vane
Ring in a Cowboy Anthology
The drive from St.
John’s Medical Center to the condo complex at the base of Snow King Mountain
took less than ten minutes. Cassidy gazed up at the rugged peaks, carpeted in
white and casting a great shadow over Jackson Town Square. “Wow. It really is
gorgeous here. And the sky is so much bluer and clearer than back home. It’s
almost always hazy in the Smokies.”
“You’re gonna love
it here, Cass,” Liz said, “Even with the sprained ankle.”
Liz dropped Cassidy
and Mandy at the front of the building. The condo unit was on the second floor
and the twenty some steps were a bitch to manage on crutches even with Mandy’s
help. Throwing the crutches over the guardrail with a curse, Cassidy grabbed the
banister with both hands and tried unsuccessfully to hop up the steps.
“Can I help you,
ma’am?” The rumbling baritone struck her senses like warm brandy and sourwood
honey. Cassidy turned her head to face a pair of riveting blue eyes shaded by a
wool Stetson hat.
“Thanks for the
offer,” she replied. “But I’ll manage.” She gingerly shifted her weight onto
her right foot with a gasp of pain. The next thing she knew both her feet were
off the ground as he swept her up into his arms. “What are you doing?” she
protested.
“Carrying you,” he
replied.
“I don’t need to be
carried!”
“If Griff wants to
play Sir Galahad,” Mandy chimed, “you should just let him.”
“So you know this
guy?” Cassidy asked Mandy over his broad shoulder.
“Yeah.” Mandy
grinned. “He takes care of the place for us.”
“Oh. You could have
told me,” Cassidy said, feeling embarrassed.
“Which apartment
are you staying in?” he asked.
“Number? I don’t
know. Mandy?” she called over her shoulder. “Which one are we in?”
“Two twelve. She’s
staying with us, Griff,” Mandy answered.
“This really isn’t
necessary,” Cassidy protested. “I can manage on the crutches now.”
“What crutches? The
ones you threw over the rail?”
“They’re awkward as
hell,” Cassidy grumbled. “But you really can put me down now.”
“I could at that,”
he answered and kept walking. “But I’m more inclined to take you inside.”
“Are you always so
autocratic?” she asked.
The cowboy flashed
a dimpled grin that made her pulse skip a beat. “Usually only with my
six-year-old nephew.”
Cassidy glowered.
“Are you comparing me to a child?”
“If the shoe fits…
He cocked a brow. “Speaking of which…” He glanced down at her single remaining
stiletto-heeled boot. “You might want to reconsider your footwear.”
“I already threw
the other one away,” Cassidy replied. “The damned heel broke off. That’s what
landed me in the E.R. I paid a fortune for those boots too,” she lamented.
“Sweetheart, heels like that are only good for one thing…and it sure ain’t walkin’.”
“Sweetheart, heels like that are only good for one thing…and it sure ain’t walkin’.”
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