What is Your Fear?

My dad was a farmer. He also worked alongside his dad and brother in their logging camp. They had Bee Hives, raised cattle and a few horses, among all else that entails farming.

I don’t recall ever seeing any of those men afraid of anything. They did what was necessary and never let anything get in their way. That I know of.

Who knows what fear lies in the hearts of men? Or women? Or children?

As a child, I was terrified of horses. Later, I overcame that fear and learned to love the beautiful animals.

I thought about how a young boy would fare if he were scared of horses too. That fear isn’t something easy to overcome.

This story came about thinking of how a young boy would deal with his fear of horses, and inspire other children. Or even a grown man.

I hope you enjoy this short excerpt.

 

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A COWBOY’S HERO
CHAPTER ONE

Why was he so scared of horses? But then he knew why. Horses were huge and from the ground up, in his eyes, they were as big as mountains. Whatever else the problem was, he couldn’t seem to get past the fear.

“Everyone’s here and waiting, Owen.”

Owen sneaked a fleeting peek out of the window at the crowd that had gathered outside the barn.

His heart lurched. Why today? Why, when the boys from school were here? Why did he want to throw up at the thought of riding? None of them knew how his stomach hurled thinking of getting up on that skyscraper of a horse. He bit back thoughts of telling his mom to go without him, but he couldn’t refuse to join everyone on his eleventh birthday.

Especially not in front of the other boys. His classmates. Boys he had to face every school day. He’d never live down the embarrassment.

“Okay, Mom. Be there in a sec.” He rubbed the sweat from his hands on his jeans and walked to the door.

Owen manned-up and walked out to the barn, then waited for his mom while she double checked Frost’s saddle. His Nana and Papa had named her Frost because she’d been born on the first frost a year ago. Today they’d given Frost to him as a birthday gift. Little did they know the dread in his heart as Papa had handed him Frost’s reins.

Wishing the world would stop its spin, Owen waited as his turn came to mount. What would he do? The bile rolled in his stomach and slowly rose up his throat. He took a deep breath and scanned his school mates. All but one was mounted and ready for the morning ride and a picnic.

The one unmounted rider was Owen.

In a panic he approached Frost, a gentle Tennessee Walker. She flicked her head and snorted, as if to say, ‘It’s okay, Owen. Come on. Give it a try. Come on. You can do it.’

Owen put one foot in front of the other. He stopped two feet by her side. While flies crawled over Frost, she reacted by twitching, and swishing her tail much the way his heart was beating at the moment.

Oh, I can’t do it. But he had to. Had to. His classmates were waiting. Watching. Expectant.

With a trembling hand, Owen reached out and first touched Frost, then the saddle. He took a deep breath and eased his booted foot inside a stirrup.

 

CHAPTER TWO

Maddy’s heart broke for her son. The struggle he lived was real. Wasn’t eleven a mixed up age for a boy? Especially one as bright as Owen.

A memory of Scott, her ex-husband, flashed inside her head. Darn him anyway.

Owen had several issues he struggled with, but none as much as horse-back riding, which was somewhat due to Scott’s inadequacies as a father. Never had she known him to consider how his actions and words would affect his son.

If she ever saw Scott again, it would be too soon.

 

Until next time, I wish you Butterflies and Music. Most of all…I wish you love…

‘Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving…. and Lizzi was on a Plane!

Hello all,

Hope you’re slowly easing back into the work week this week and not forgetting too soon to take some time to relax and remember that life is short… Enjoy it!

I’ve truly enjoyed my time off this year after a frenetic Oct-Dec with two trips to the USA, trade shows, visiting far flung family and unofficial family!

A giggle for you!

Here’s a little snippet of one of the mere trips over.

 

Wow. If that wasn’t a marathon (If peaceful) trip, I don’t know what is. 
Left Auckland, NZ at about 0100 yesterday. Three (late) Hawaiian air flights (pleasant flights, nice neighbours, and more sleep than I’ve had in the past few months… enforced relaxation) then discovered (as Hawaiian Air flight 1 was late, didn’t have time to get SIM card at Honolulu, decided to pick one up At airport on Maui. LOL. Only to be told in three shops there that they’re only avail at Honolulu airport. Lol. So, maybe at SFO? But no And when we all finally found where Hawaiian air baggage claim was (no small feat), I hear my name being called. Lol. Thinking “Oh good! My two oversized bags are ready!” 

Well, no.

One of the monster 70 lb bags… with everything but the Equi-Still Stocks Mini-Bar and the books I carried from NZ.

 

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(Don’t ask….Amazon’s been having changes and the books wouldn’t be in CA before the book signing at Chapman’s Bookery & More in Ferndale on Saturday…

travelDamn, books weigh a lot) is still on Maui. Hawaii. TSA was inspecting it and it missed its flight. The nice lady at the Hawaiian Air desk never batted an eye when I told her the delivery address was in EUREKA, CA. And yes, she knew where it was. Good thing I’d had a lot of sleep. Still smiling. Lol. Then the nice Bruno from Turo seemed to have double booked his Prius… but hadn’t let me know. By now, it’s nearly midnight in the USA ( about 9 or 10 pm NZ time), so all good. By the time we’d argued with the rental car desk and been charged twice, the first time wrongly, and documented all the dings and scratches in my shiny new vehicle, I drove out of SFO at 0145. Nice car. Toyota Corolla.

Image result for toyota corolla redStill no SIM card but luckily had downloaded maps. LOL. 
Good thing I could find Eureka. Lovely drive, albeit a bit wet, but California needs it. I even got to walk, well, skate, on water once, but thankfully there was no one about on the road. I wouldn’t have been the first to go for a hydroplane, by the shrapnel and bits of car on the centre divider near it. Bummer about the fool who didn’t look before trying to change lanes into me. Helped me discover the brakes and horn work well!

All in all, a very empty road for about five hours. Only achievable on the night before Thanksgiving in the wee and not so wee hours. Finding Mum’s house without a map wasn’t ideal. Lovely people at an early-open petrol station made it easy. After they got to work, that is, LOL.

 
I was then completely wired from my 0300 a.m. coffee, (and this from someone who doesn’t DRINK coffee unless absolutely necessary, and then only in a standard hot chocolate) but having a chuckle, anyway. It’s probably time for some sleep. As soon as the coffee decided to wear off. 
Thought this might make you laugh, too. 

It was all worth it, though. I got to spend Thanksgiving with my mum and my brother for the first time in probably thirty years.

Home Sweet Home!

Here in mums lovely little peaceful home. .

Just released for the holidays:

(and it’s FREE on KDP Select!)

Once Upon a Vet School #10: Greener Pastures Calling

Travel Greener Pastures

A new country, a great job, and a “good Kiwi bloke”.
Life couldn’t be better.
Until it gets worse. 

Newly emigrated to New Zealand, equine veterinarian Lena wants a “good Kiwi bloke”, but they’re elusive as their nocturnal namesake. Her history with men is not, shall we say, salubrious.

Nigel’s avoiding females, unless they’re cows, horses, or his mother. After his first marriage, he won’t be responsible for anyone else’s life ever again.

Sparks fly when they meet, but not that first time, over the dirty instruments in a filthy cowshed. They’re made for each other… until Nigel remembers where he first saw her. And then the questions start.

The Series

This is Book Ten in the ONCE UPON A VET SCHOOL series.

Did you ever want to be a veterinarian?

These contemporary veterinary fictions can easily be read as standalones, but they are part of a series. Share Lena’s escapades as she follows her dream of becoming an equine veterinarian from the Santa Cruz Mountains of her childhood through the jungles of university to equine practice in the Sierra Nevada foothills, and finally onto her career as a rural equine and sometimes zoo-dentistry vet in New Zealand. This is Book Ten in the series, which is being written from the middle out—if George Lucas can do it, why not?

Stories for anyone who’s ever dreamed of becoming a veterinarian or loves horses—stories of veterinary school life and the horses that fill Lena’s dreams and her daytimes, too. They feature a capable heroine, modern veterinary treatments, plenty of laughs, some tears, and a lot of growing up. They’re clean and wholesome, so everyone can read them!

What did you do for the holidays that meant the most?

Let me know!

There’s a digital copy of A Long Trail Rolling going out to a lucky commenter (by random draw!) in the next three days! Get writing!

I hope you all drive safely this holiday season and spend good time with those you love.
Goodnight!

Xx

Lizzi Tremayne

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Once Upon a Vet School… This Time in New Zealand!

Hi all!

Can’t wait for the release of our 2018 Christmas Boxed Set! I think you’ll love it!

And I think you’ll like my contribution. It’s set in New Zealand. Yep, same heroine, different country. 🙂

Oh, and quite a few people have asked me, of this SEMI-autobiographical series, which parts are real and which are made-up?

As I tell them, sorry, that’s going to remain my secret. 🙂

We’re having a little jump, like from # to #10.  Trust me, it’ll be better this way. 🙂  Though each story is designed to be read independently, it’ll be fun when it’s a complete series.

The plan is to make the series applicable to readers of the heroine’s age. That means, as horse crazy Lena first hears she needs good grades to get into veterinary school as a seven-year-old, Book One will be written for readers of that age group, ie: young readers. And so on. 🙂

So young, and ever-older  readers can relate to the stories as Lena grows with them.

So it’s your turn, readers:  what do you think of the idea of having reader-age-linked stories in the same series?

My story for the upcoming  boxed set: 

Lena loves her new adopted country of New Zealand, its horses and dairy stock, her veterinary workmates and her boss… but her luck with men is, shall we say, not ideal. She’d love a ‘good Kiwi bloke’, but they’re proving as elusive as their nocturnal namesake.

Nigel’s staying away from females, unless they’re cows, horses, or his mother. After his first marriage went off the rails, or the road, anyway, he just plain won’t be responsible for anyone else’s life… but Lena’s a bit of a different kettle of fish… or is she?

Sparks fly when they meet for the first time—the first official time, anyway. Not the time they conversed over the dirty instruments after she’d just survived an afternoon of malodorous veterinary treatments. They seem to be made for each other… but then Nigel remembers when they first met. And the questions start. Can they get past their past to see to the future they both want so badly?

And there’s more!

Jude Knighton, one of our authors, mentioned the Bluestocking Belles’ box set a few weeks ago, and I talked about it but couldn’t talk about it because we hadn’t had our cover reveal party yet!

SO HERE IT IS!  Follow Your Star Home.

Somewhere Like Home:

From the Highlands to Waterloo—can love prevail over fate?

1813, Scottish Highlands

When Robert refuses to become clan tacksman after his father, he is disowned and off down the road to build a life for himself and his beloved Sofia.

Sofia’s waiting turns to despair when her mother buys safety during the clearance of their village at Sofia’s expense, leaving her to the lusts of the laird’s son.

Rob emerges from the hell of Waterloo wanting only to see Sofia again…and his father.

Meet my hero and heroine!

 

Follow Your Star Home is available for preorder now right here!

 

And once again, I ask:  what do you think of the idea of having reader-age-linked stories in the same series?

Looking forward to seeing you soon!

Take good care, and happy reading!

xx

Lizzi Tremayne

 

Jane Austin Exhibit? In HAMILTON, NZ?

Do I have a special treat for you today!

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Today we went to the  Jane Austin Exhibit at the Hamilton Museum in Hamilton, New Zealand. And that means you get to see what we saw.   

 There were various items of clothing from an Australian collection of British clothing from the time of Jane Austen’s writing, around 1815. We met with our local Coast to Coast Chapter of the RWNZ. It was great to see some of the names of certain items of clothing which had previously eluded me!

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Another surprise treat for you,

The Bluestocking Belles, of which both Jude Knight and I are also members, are having a launch party for our own upcoming Christmas Boxed Set, too!

Help the Bluestocking Belles celebrate the release of the cover of their 2018 joint project. Games, prizes, pretty dresses, and books. What could be better? There will be heaps of prizes, books, and lots of fun. And you’re invited!  It’s TOMORROW!

Right here! 

https://www.facebook.com/events/2089367241318177/

Saturday, September 8 at 2 PM – 9 PM EDT (Sunday in NZ!)

Hope to see you there!

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I’ve just completed a story for the Bluestocking Belles and immediately got stuck into my two current WIPs, one for Authors of Main Street, and one for ME… or rather… more than one for me…

You see, it’s a little like this… Tatiana (unusual… lol…  for me) has become… slightly… long. STOP laughing and just read on.

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The long-awaited Tatiana, another book in The Long Trails series, will become a series of its own. As Matt has repeatedly told me, it WILL be long… like… War & Peace long, so it will be multiple volumes. Too crazy to print, otherwise! The good news is that the first volume is expected out in time for Christmas!

Here’s the blurb!

When the tsar holds the reins, nothing is sure— even life itself…     

Stableman’s daughter Tatiana rises to glamorous heights by her equestrienne abilities, but the tsar’s glittering attention is not always gold.

She and her husband Vladimir become pawns in the emperor’s pursuit of a coveted secret weapon. While Tatiana and their infant son are placed under house arrest, Vladimir must recover the weapon, or lose his wife and young son.

With the odds mounting against them, can they find each other again—half a world away?

Watch for it for Christmas!

This book will follow my New Zealand Historical Fiction,

A Sea of Green Unfolding

available everywhere!

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AOMS Christmas Boxed Set

My current AoMS Christmas contemporary is set in rural North Island New Zealand in the 1990s. It features Lena from the Once Upon a Vet School series, but several years on. It will later be part of the OAVS series, but for now, it is an AoMS Christmas Boxed Set novella!

Watch for it, it will be out in the next few months!

Here’s my part of the boxed set!  (and no, you cannot see the cover yet!)

Have a wonderful month, all! Take care and happy reading and writing!

xx

Lizzi Tremayne

 

 

Interview with Lizzi and Aleksandra!

Hello All! How about an interview with Authors of Main Street author Lizzi Tremayne, and an interview with Aleksandra Lekarski, heroine of The Long Trails series!

First, an interview with Aleksandra!

Where are you from?

I was born in Vienna, but my family ran to the United States when I was just an infant. We ended up trapping in the wilderness of Utah Territory, where I live now.

Tell us a bit about A Long Trail Rolling.

It’s the story where I meet the love of my life, nearly lose my life, and get to do something no girl has ever done before, ride the Pony Express!

What did you think the first time you saw Xavier?

Wow…chocolate brown eyes, deeply tanned Latino visage, gorgeous smile, and what a hunk.

 

What was your second thought?

Well…(looking down at my shuffling feet)…I…sort of…drew my shashka* and held it to his throat?

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Did you feel it was love at first sight?

I think it was, but then my training to protect my family’s secret kicked in. I’m a bit slow on the uptake sometimes, and it took some time for me to realize he was really the man of my dreams.

 

What do you like most about him?

Hmmm…that’s a hard one. It would have to be the way he holds me when I think the world’s going to end, and murmurs love words in Spanish…he’s incredibly sexy. Did you know, ‘te quiero’, in Español, means both ‘I love you’, and ‘I want you’?  That’s how close they’re linked to a Latino. J

 

How would you describe him?

Well, my sexy Latino lover is strong, sensitive, and loves me to bits (despite my stroppy temper and reluctance to let anyone else have any say). You should hear how he talks to frightened horses, and rides.  Mmmmmmmm…  He does have a few issues with trust…well, a lot of them…and a history of abuse from his stepfather, who he thought was his father until just recently.

 

How would he describe you?

Do I really have to answer that? (Big sigh.) He’d say (I’ve heard him say, anyway) I’m lovely (he can’t get enough of my golden curls that reach past my derrière), an unparalleled rider (I was trained by my father in dzhigitovka, Cossack defense riding, now similar to trick riding, smart (I speak five languages and do math in my head), sensitive, generous to a fault, and a lot of fun. But…he’d also say I’m opinionated, bossy, inclined to always want to do things my own way, and difficult to get to know. J But he loves me anyway.

What made you choose teaching as a career?

Well, when the Pony Express shut down because the Pah-Ute Indians burned down most of the stations for over a hundred miles (not that I blamed them) and I could no longer ride for them, masquerading as a boy, Xavier and I went to Virginia City and got married. Since the Pony wasn’t running, my choices were to teach, work in a livery stable (which didn’t impress Xavier) or clean house.  Guess what won?

 

What is your biggest fear?

That someone will discover our family’s secret and give it to the tsar of Russia, and he will use it to run over all of Europe, and then Papa’s death was for naught.

 

How do you relax?

What’s a relax? Oh, like when I’m injured so much I can’t keep going? I like to lay back in Xavier’s arms and be cuddled and kissed…and other things, but this is a clean blog. J

 

Who is your favorite fictional character and why?

Wow, that’s a hard one. We didn’t have many books, out there in Utah Territory…let’s see…that would have to be Vanessa March, in Airs Above the Ground, by Mary Stewart. The book wasn’t written when I was alive, but a little time travel let me read it. Vanessa’s a classy, feisty veterinarian with real heart. She’s great under pressure and I adore her.

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What is the best piece of advice you ever received?

Papa told me again and again to never get excited in a fight. If I kept breathing, my brain would keep me alive. It’s worked, so far. Thanks, Papa!

 

*shashka: Cossack short, hiltless sword

 

And now, here’s an interview with author of The Long Trails and Once Upon a Vet School series’, Lizzi Tremayne!

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What movies or books have had an impact on your career as a writer and why?

That would have to be Airs Above the Ground, combining a great heroine (I like the same things about her that Aleksandra does), veterinary medicine (my dream from seven years old) and the Lipizzaner horses, (also my dream from even earlier). This was the first Historical Romantic Suspense I ever read, and at a young age. I seem to see her in most of my heroines! I’ve been hooked on Historical Romantic Suspense ever since. Phillipa Gregory’s books have taught me a lot of history and I love her way with words and her ability to make the history live. Diana Gabaldon combines many genres in her work. I love her books and she’s shown me I can write the books in my heart that cross genres and get away with it!

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What event in your private life were you able to bring to this story and how do you feel it impacted the novel?

Possibly this wasn’t an actual single event, but it was a relationship. A man I adored had ‘attachment issues’ from abuse in his young life. As much as I wanted to try to ‘fix’ him, I learned it was something I couldn’t do. He had to want it enough to make the changes that could have let him be happier in his life.  Xavier, however, had no such choice. J As my character, I could encourage him to look at his issues for what they were. I could use my bit of control freak on this poor fictional character to make him fix himself. He’ll still have trouble with it through this book, and in other books in the series, but he’s genuinely trying to get better and face his fears.  He’s winning. J It was Xavier’s major issue in the story, so it impacted it by becoming his Achilles heel.

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Tell us a bit about your publisher: how did you hear about them and what influenced your decision to submit to them?

Well, I’m my own publisher. It’s called Blue Mist Publishing. I’ve pitched to several publishers and agents. Most have requested, but in reviewing my submissions, decided they didn’t know where to place the story, as it crossed genres. As a publisher might have encouraged, I’ve entered plenty of contests. I have won some, placed in others, and put the ribbons on my cover. In the course of all this, my writing’s improved, and I will continue to work on my craft till my dying day!

 

 

A Long Trail Rolling

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She didn’t expect to become a target…but she is one now.

 

Aleksandra is alone and running to prevent her father’s killer from discovering their family secret. Disguised as a Pony Express rider in 1860’s Utah, Aleksandra winds up in even deeper trouble when she rides full speed into the Paiute Indian War. With Xavier, her compelling Californio boss, can she escape the Indians on the warpath and evade the man who’s already killed her father—and set his sights on her?

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Free on Kindle Unlimited or buy here: https://lizzitremayne.com/LongTrailRoll

 

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Summer Romance: OAVS 8: Fifty Miles at a Breath

 

Hi all!

I’m flat out… well, past flat out, to finish your next story and another one shortly thereafter. One thing about being a self-pubbed author in two boxed-set groups…. there are deadlines to keep me honest!

Summer Romance on Main Street

Your new stories will be out very soon! As you’ve probably heard, we’re not only doing a Christmas boxed set this year, but also a Summertime one! Summer Romance on Main Street will be out this month!  Keep checking back here to hear when it’s out!

In case you’re wondering, yes, I have changed the cover image for Once Upon a Vet School #7: Lena Takes a Foal.

Here it is!  (and yes, that’s me, my horse Maya, and my youngest son…)1 1 OAVS 7 New EBOOK cover kb 500 2017 05 01

Join us for another story in Lena’s series of Once Upon a Vet School!

And you will too, when you read Once Upon a Vet School #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath (Page coming soon!) in our upcoming boxed set, Summer Romance on Main Street!

I’ve done endurance riding and ride-and-ties myself, plus crewed and vetted for many more.  I thought it might be nice to give people a little glimpse into that world.

So here’s a little excerpt from OAVS #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath: 

 


From Once Upon a Vet School #6: Fifty Miles at a Breath

Prince was back in the corral attached to his trailer when I arrived at Blake’s camper. The stallion whuffled softly to me and lipped at the grass I’d found for him. I may be a disaster with men, but I know how to make horses love me.

“He’ll leave me for you, if you keep that up.” Blake’s eyes glowed down at me from the open door of his camper.

I grinned.

“Come on in and have a drink with me, but leave Prince out there. He’d wreck the camper, so he has to stay outside, but you look like you have better manners.” He waved me in. “Beer? Juice? Whiskey?”

I thought the juice might be safest, in my present state of mind.

The comfortable cab-over camper looked well used, but well cared for. Blake caught me looking it over.

“It’s not fancy, but it’s gone a lot of miles. We take it camping in the high Sierra and to a lot of endurance rides.”

We?

I gulped. Getting ahead of myself again.  Of course, a man so vivacious and fun would have a wife. I swallowed the bitter disappointment and accepted the juice with thanks. “High Sierra?”

“Yes, we take the horses and camp up high, near the tree line, and take day rides out from the camper.”

I grinned at him beneath my brows. “That’s not real camping, in a camper.”

He snorted. “Have you ever done it?”

“I’ve camped for years.”

 He lifted one brow. “In the High Sierra?”

“Well, no.”

“Wait until you try it. You won’t think I’m such a tenderfoot, then.”

That got me. I had no idea what he meant. And I probably wasn’t going to find out. Surely he was married. Probably to one of those money- grubbers he’d mentioned last time we spoke.

“So, you’ve finished your meeting?”

“Sure have. I know where I need to be, and when. Stethoscope  in hand and secretary assigned. One Janelle Knight.”

“Nice girl, Janelle. Known her  parents for years. She wants to be a vet.”

I shuddered, then grinned. “I’ll try not to put her off vet school.”

“That tough?”

“Let’s just say the course is designed to be passed, but it’s tough. Their selection process is pretty strong. So far, we’ve not lost any of our classmates through the first three years of the program, and gained one from the previous class who had a little trouble adjusting back to school life after  he retired from a navy career.” I smiled. “His life dream was to be a vet. Fortunately or unfortunately, he grew up in  a navy family, so into the navy he went.”

“Wow, what dedication.”

“Yep. He adds so much to our class.”

“Let’s go, or will miss dinner.” Blake held the door for me as I climbed down the steps.

Gentlemanly.

I didn’t see much of that these days. I grinned over my shoulder as I thanked him, then promptly tripped over the trailer brake.

Pull it together. A guy’s nice to you and you melt.

 I managed to hit the ground with my feet, rather than my head, and stood waiting beside Prince while Blake climbed down—carefully, I noticed.

We headed in the general direction of the cookhouse. Blake stopped at this trailer and that to introduce me to his friends.

The on-duty ambulance rolled slowly to a halt near us, the driver looking around and talking on his radio.

“What’s up?” Blake asked someone.

“Faye Waters took her horse out for a ride and her horse came back alone. Not sure what happened, but they found her on the ground, her head against a rock. She had her helmet on, but she was unconscious.” He nodded his head at the ambulance. “They’ve radioed for a chopper and it’s on its way. They’re finalizing a landing spot now.”

The other ambulance attendant  hopped out. “Can you all please clear the area? The chopper is on its way,” he called out, in a loud voice.

 We moved to the edge of the clearing and searched the sky for a helicopter.  Blake saw it before I could even hear it.

“He’s going a pretty good clip.” Blake raised an eyebrow at the chopper, racing toward us.  Suddenly, it was right  above us, coming faster than I could have imagined, dropping like a stone into the clearing before us. It was only twenty feet above the ground, too close for comfort. A graying man walked past them, struggling to lead a gray Arabian as it danced sideways, snorting and tugging at its lead. The man glanced around, and then up to see what was frightening his charge.  Suddenly, his horse galloped past me, so close I felt the wind from its passing. I turned back to see if the man was okay, but he’d vanished.

Blake dashed off to catch the horse and I ran over to where the man had been. Where had he gone? I peered over the riverbank near where I’d last seen him. There he was. Ten feet down, hunched into a ball on the rocky riverbed, hands and arms cradling his head. His whole body shook.

“Are you all right?” I called out, but he didn’t respond. I scrambled down beside him and reached a hand out toward his shoulder.

“No!” Blake’s voice rang out from high above me.

I froze, but not before I’d touched the hot skin of the man’s shoulder and my world went ballistic. I tried to scream past the fingers digging into my face and covering my mouth, and then a band of flesh-covered steel clamped tight across my throat.


 

I’ve always adored Lena, and Blake’s pretty cool, too. Hope you love Lena and Blake’s story, coming SOON!

xx

Lizzi Tremayne

 

A First Kiss… and it’s not from the Hero!

Hello! Thanks for coming by today for Aleksandra’s first kiss!

My heroine, Aleksandra, had already met the hero of the story, but… they weren’t exactly friends yet. SO this is actually Aleksandra’s first kiss, though it’s not with the hero! If you want to read about Aleksandra and Xavier’s first kiss, you’ll have to read A Long Trail Rolling, Book One of The Long Trails series.

Today I’m giving away an ebook copy of A Long Trail Rolling to one lucky commenter. I’m looking forward to hearing from you!

In our excerpt, life had turned upside down for Aleksandra. She’d just found her pa dead of a sword wound, she was alone, and the tribe of Shoshone she’d grown up alongside wouldn’t take her in—for her own safety.

We pick up our story as Aleksandra is riding toward her lonely cabin from the Indian village…

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Hope was far from Aleksandra’s reach, her heart in tatters somewhere lining the bottom of her empty chest, as she and Dzień wandered down the mountain toward their cabin.

How could I have missed it?

She understood how the deepening rift between the settlers and the indigenous people wouldn’t let her safely live in their midst, but what of Dancing Wolf? How did she miss his deepening feelings for her, when they were close as brother and sister? Aleksandra was attracted to him, but accustomed only to the overt displays of affection in her family, his increasing reservation toward her as they matured had blinded her to what might have been. She shook her head to clear it and smiled as she thought of their leave-taking.

Dancing Wolf had accompanied her from the village and stopped at their old halfway meeting point. The tall young man dismounted from his pinto Mustang and for only the second time since they were children, wrapped his arms around her and held her close as she sat her pony, silent, for long minutes.

Kwahaten, you have been the most special part of my life and a large piece of my heart leaves with you. For your safety, I cannot have what my heart desires most, you by my fireside, beneath my furs,’ he stopped, flushed, and then cleared his throat, ‘riding by my side, forever. You need to go to your own people,’ he finally managed. ‘I will be watching for you. If you are ever in need, you know how to find me.’

Aleksandra nodded. ‘I understand, though I feel the rest of my family has truly died now. With you, I also leave much of my heart. May we meet again soon, my special one.’ She kissed the top of his head, bowed against her breast. He lifted his face to hers, his eyes deep pools of darkness, searching into her soul. Their lips met in their first kiss, the intensity of his touch shocking Aleksandra, and she drew back for a moment. His lips continued warm and insistent against hers as he wrapped his arms around her. She sighed and melted into him, her arms moving about his neck of their own volition as she breathed in his musky scent. She felt a gripping tension deep in her belly as he deepened the kiss, and inhaled sharply. He pulled back slowly, his eyes darkened to black, then smiled at her, while he shook his head slowly and let his breath out. Brushing the stray strands of hair from her face and taking her hands, he kissed her softly on the lips once again.

He looked down at her hands between his.

‘What we might have had—’ he started, then paused.

‘—cannot be, my special one,’ she said into the silence, ‘but I will always remember.’ She tried for a smile, looking at him through bleary eyes. Her hands still shook, but at least her heart felt like someone had kindled a small fire inside, and it was warm.

‘Go now, dear one of my heart, my Kwahaten. You cannot be mine, but I will always be here for you.’ Smiling at her, he swung onto his pony as Aleksandra turned her own Mustang and rode back down the mountain.

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So, not the first kiss with the hero, but Aleksandra’s first kiss… 🙂 I’m giving away a digital copy of A Long Trail Rolling, Book One of The Long Trails series to a random commenter. Just leave your comments below and good luck!

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About the story:

 She didn’t expect to become a target…but she is one now.

Aleksandra is alone and running to prevent her father’s killer from discovering their family secret. Disguised as a Pony Express rider in 1860’s Utah, Aleksandra winds up in even deeper trouble when she rides full speed into the Paiute Indian War. With Xavier, her compelling Californio boss, can she escape the Indians on the warpath and evade the man who’s already killed her father—and set his sights on her?

Author Bio:

Lizzi writes about the Old West, Russia, and Colonial New Zealand, as well as veterinary fiction and non-fiction—all with a horsey flair. She’s also one of the newest members of the Bluestocking Belles!

She grew up riding wild in the Santa Cruz Mountain redwoods, became an equine veterinarian at UC Davis School of Veterinary Medicine, and practiced in the California Pony Express and Gold Country before emigrating to New Zealand.

Lizzi has two wonderful, grown-up boys and an awesome partner in this sea of green. When she’s not writing, she’s swinging a rapier or shooting a bow in medieval garb, riding, driving a carriage or playing on her hobby farm, singing, or working as an equine veterinarian or science teacher. She’s multiply published and awarded in fiction, special interest magazines and veterinary periodicals.

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