Author: Kathleen Ball
Heroine: Joy Courtland
In
my latest release, Lone Star Joy, my character Joy Courtland amazes me. When
she was fourteen her father and brother talked her into taking the fall for the
death of her step-mother. They convinced her to put her fingerprints on the
knife and to put her footsteps in the blood, leaving a trail to her room. They
made her believe that she was helping her brother. He’d get the death penalty
while Joy would only go to juvie.
Joy
loved her brother, and made the sacrifice for him. Unfortunately, she was tried,
and convicted as an adult, and she was immediately sent to prison. She quickly
learned the rules, keep your back to the wall, keep your mouth shut, and make
sure you have eyes in the back of your head. She fought off numerous attacks.
After
eight years, she finally got a break and was sent to a work release program
working with horses. Unfortunately, the program only allowed nonviolent males.
Joy’s
hard exterior hides a very insecure young woman that had to grow up too
soon. She had to harden her heart, and
wall off all feelings. Her greatest strength is her willingness to love and be
loved. To her it is the biggest risk she had ever taken. She finds that her
scars are sexy and considered badges of survival.
Excerpt:
"Shhh. Don't talk." Stamos captured her mouth with his in a
bold, passion filled kiss.
Joy
opened her mouth to him. His warm tongue darted in and out of her mouth, making
her feel a sense of excitement. Matching her tongue to his, she heard him moan.
Stamos trailed kisses down her neck, causing her to shiver. She gasped as one
hand made its way under her tee shirt and she froze, capturing his hand with
hers.
"Don't.
You already know how ugly my chest is," she pleaded as her eyelashes
became spiked with tears.
Stamos
stayed perfectly still, looking at her. "Oh, Joy, there is not one single
part of you that is ugly."
"But
my scars."
"Battle
scars. You survived each knife wound. It's a blessing, Joy."
Taking
a shaky breath, Joy nodded and let go of his hand. It surprised her that he
didn't pull off her top. Stamos started kissing her again, stoking her passion.
Before she knew it, her top and bra were off. Looking at his face as he
gazed at her chest floored her. The look of appreciation on his face was
unsettling. It also made her feel beautiful for the first time in years.Blurb:
Sexy, Cowboy, Stamos Walker runs a work release program for nonviolent male prisoners. When Joy Courtland shows up on his doorstep, he assumes she's the nanny. He hands her his son and rushes out to work.
Joy, a convicted felon, bonds with little Dillon immediately. Stamos isn't happy when he returns and finds out Joy is not the nanny.
While trying to get Joy back to prison through the proper channels, Stamos realizes Joy is not a killer. He doesn't want her to go back to prison. Stamos is willing to try everything he can to keep Joy safe even if it means marriage.
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Mrs. Ball is giving away an ebook of Lone Star Joy so you can find out just how strong and sexy Joy is for yourself. Just leave a comment on this post. Author will choose winner at the end of the day. Be sure to leave your email addy.
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ReplyDeleteThank you, Tara and Kathleen, for bringing this book to my attention. I've shared and tweeted the blog post, but I'm hoping to win it myself. Best of luck! :)
ReplyDeleteLove the sound of this book. Excellent premise. Good luck! Will fb and tweet!
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Nikki
This sounds like a very good read. Thanks for bring it to my attention.
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a great read that I would enjoy!
ReplyDeletedebbieaheaton (at) yahoo (dot) com
My wife is called Joy, but I don't think that this is the same person! Or is she not telling me something?
ReplyDeleteGreat premise and excerpt! I'd love to read this one.
ReplyDeleteSounds interesting.
ReplyDeleteThe winner is Lorraine Nelson- congrats- I sent you n email!!
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