Friday, April 14, 2017

Hoppy Easter Eggstravaganza Giveaway Hop! You're Here!




Welcome to the Hoppy Easter Eggstravaganza Giveaway Hop! It’s spring and the Easter season is here!  Join this amazing hop that’s brimming full with prizes!  Visit the host blog at BookHounds for a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card!  Every stop on the hop offers a prize and I’m giving away an Ebook copy of Canaan’s Land or Coal Black Blues, winner’s choice.
Leave a comment below with your email address if you want to have a chance to win and here’s a little about each book to help you decide which you want if you are the lucky winner!
Canaan’s Land is my latest, out early this year.  Here’s the blurb:
Canaan Moss is a farmer, a man struggling to make a living from the land his family has owned for generations. It’s difficult to accomplish in the 21st century Ozarks in a remote corner of Missouri but he’s scraping by, one day at a time, living lonely. He meets Kaitlin Koch, a local journalist who wants to do a feature about his farm but before it can happen, law enforcement agents descend on his farm. He’s arrested for a marijuana field he didn’t grow and for pot stored in an old barn. Cane’s innocent but no one except Kaitlin and his cousin believe that. As he tries to prove his innocence, he’s shunned in the community. After the true perpetrators break in and beat him so badly Cane ends up in the hospital, he’s in danger. He recognized the two men who hurt him and if he doesn’t get someone to listen, he can’t clear his name and he may just end up dead. Finding a happy ending with the woman he loves seems a remote possibility.
Here’s a teaser………
            There wasn’t any easy way to break the news. “I got arrested this morning.”
            “Arrested? You? You gotta be kidding. You wear the white hat, I wear the black.”
            The reference to their childhood cowboy games hit home for Cane.  He’d always been the good guy, the hero, while Ben preferred to play the outlaws and villains.  Ben rustled cattle while Cane saved the town.  “I wish I was,” Cane said. “But I’m down at the county jail now, wearing an orange jumpsuit.”
            After a silence long enough to make Cane uncomfortable, Ben spoke. “What did you do?”
            “Nothing! I was out plowing the cornfield under for winter and the law showed up, handcuffed me, and hauled me to jail.”
            Ben grunted. “Okay, so what are the charges?”
            “Possession of marijuana plus growing and cultivating pot. They found a pot patch on my farm, down in the far field and some marijuana in the old barn, but it’s not mine.  Hell, I didn’t even know it was there.”
            “Cane, are you sure? If it’s yours, you have to tell me and Danielle if you want our help.”
            His cousin’s apparent lack of faith in him rankled. “I’m one hundred percent sure.  You know me, Ben.  Damn it, we’re family.  I wouldn’t risk the farm for anything.”
            “I wouldn’t think so.  But I know you’re having some money troubles, Cane, and you wouldn’t be the first to turn to illegal drugs to cover the gap.  These days, it’s pot or meth.  Back in the old days, it would’ve been bootlegging.”
            “I know all that but I’m innocent.  It’s not my marijuana.”
And a little taste of the heroine Kaitlin:
            Her light grey eyes reminded him of a hidden pond deep in a forest, still and powerful.  Cane gazed into them and she looked back, without blushing, steady.  He took that as invitation enough and he put his hands on her shoulders.  Then he leaned forward and kissed her.
            At first his mouth grazed her lips but when they touched his, Cane found them firm, yet soft, and he deepened the kiss.  His arms shifted until he locked her into an embrace and kissed her, slow and full.  Kaitlin gave him back the same and their lips moved in tandem.  She tasted sweet, like the frosting, and he craved more. 
            Cane almost acted on his instincts but he reined in his desire.  If he pushed, it might be too soon and he would scare her with his ardor.  She might decide he must be crazy or just horny when what he wanted was much more complex. 
 

 
And from last fall’s release, Coal Black Blues…
CA death in the family and divorce brought Caroline Reaburn back to the mountains of West Virginia, to her hillbilly heritage and Coaltown. Prepared to start over in a familiar place, Caroline hadn’t expected her first love, Neil McCullough, to come back into her life and heart. Twenty years earlier, Caroline’s mother moved and took her daughter with her, breaking up the relationship and both their hearts. It’s obvious from the first time Caroline met Neil again that they still have a connection. But Neil’s got scars, inside and out, and he carries a lot of emotional baggage. There’s no doubt about the love they share but they have many obstacles to overcome, everything from Neil’s PTSD to illness and community tragedy. It’s a long, rocky road but if anyone can manage to find happiness, it’s Neil and Caroline
 

 
Meet Neil McCullough. Army veteran. Coal Miner. And Caroline Reaburn’s first love, her true love.  They share a boundless love, higher than the mountains but in the West Virginia hills, tragedy waits to strike like a coiled rattlesnake….from my latest full length release from Evernight Publishing!
From the hardhat on his head to the boots that reached his knees, he wore miner’s gear, and from the black streaks across his face, Caroline figured he’d come straight from the mines. Twenty years had passed since she last saw him, but recognition was immediate. She knew those deep-gray eyes gazing her direction and those unruly black curls escaping beneath the hardhat.
“Neil McCullough,” she said when he halted a few feet away. “I thought you left these hills and never looked back.”
She couldn’t resist the jibe although she knew it wasn’t so. His local presence had loomed large even though they hadn’t met again until now.
His lips flexed into a grin, the old one she remembered all too well. “I might not have looked,” he drawled. “But I came back after a few years. You’re the one I thought took off for the city lights and gave up everything hillbilly.  I was sorry to hear. I heard, too, you’re planning to stay. Is it true?”
Caroline’s breath caught and refused to release.
Oh, he looked fine, as handsome as ever if a little more world weary than he’d been at eighteen. His voice had deepened, too, but the sound of it echoed with enough familiarity to send a sharp pain through her heart.
 

Scroll on down to find all the other stops on the hop, each one with a chance to win!
Happy Easter!


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