Woo Hoo!! The Cowboy 12-Pack Hit the NYT and USA Today Bestseller Lists! .99 THANK YOU SALE!!

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THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!  The Cowboy 12-Pack was #11 on the New York Times Bestseller’s List and #33 on the USA Today Bestseller’s List! 
To celebrate, and to thank you, I’ve put SIX of my titles on sale for only .99 through FEBRUARY 5th!

TILL DEATH (#1, DEEP SIX SECURITY)
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MY KIND OF TROUBLE (#1, Texas Trouble)
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THE TROUBLE WITH LOVE (#2, Texas Trouble)
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DOUBLE THE TROUBLE (#3, Texas Trouble)
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HOPE FOR CHRISTMAS (A Cowboy Way Novella, re-released individually)
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CUPID’S COWBOY (A Cowboy Way Novella, re-released individually)
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And of course if you’re looking for TWELVE hot cowboy stories, including Cupid’s Cowboy. you can find them in the COWBOY 12-PACK for only .99!

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IT’S RELEASE DAY!! The Cowboy 12-Pack including Cupid’s Cowboy is LIVE!

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The COWBOY 12-PACK boxed set, including my new Cowboy Way novella CUPID’S COWBOY is live for one-click today for only .99!!

Cowboy 12 Pack: Twelve-Novel Boxed Set
Releases Today! Twelve novels for only .99!

by USA Today, NYT and Amazon Bestselling Authors:  Cynthia D’Alba, Paige Tyler, Elle James, Donna Michaels, Shoshanna Evers, Randi Alexander, Cora Seton, Beth Williamson, Sabrina York, Sable Hunter, Lexi Post, Becky McGraw

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT FROM Cupid’s Cowboy, a Cowboy Way Novella

TOMORROW IS RELEASE DAY!  Cowboy 12-Pack: Twelve-novel Boxed Set! 
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Morning y’all!  I’m pretty doggone excited that tomorrow is release day for the Cowboy 12-Pack, which includes my novella Cupid’s Cowboy! I thought I’d share a little excerpt with y’all this morning. Hope you enjoy!
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EXCERPT from Cupid’s Cowboy, (c) Becky McGraw Jan. 2015

Jase huffed out a breath. He was just exhausted, that’s why he was feeling edgy, and worrying about shit he couldn’t change. Fifteen hours of uninterrupted sleep would help tremendously, instead of the three hours a night he got most of the time. Miraculously, after this gig he would have time to do just that.

After he played on Friday night, he was off for two beautiful days, the weekend no less, and he was going to do nothing but veg out in front of his television and catnap, while he dreamed of getting the call from Glen Parsons. If the call didn’t come, he would just keep on doing what he’d been doing until that day came, because one thing he was not going to do was become an accountant. That degree his mother insisted he get could stay on the shelf for good. Jase was never going to let himself be trapped behind a desk with his mind numbed by numbers. He would go bat shit crazy.

Glancing at the scrap of paper in his hand again, Jase tapped on the brakes of his old pickup to ease along the curb and read mailboxes. This was his second circuit through the ritzy neighborhood, and he still couldn’t find the address. Either the address didn’t exist, or Julie, the booker at Tune In A Bucket Singing Telegrams, needed to learn to write better.

Jase would like to call and tell her that, but since today was the busiest day of the year for her, she probably wouldn’t answer the phone. If he wanted to get this over with though, he was going to have to try since the address she’d given him didn’t seem to exist. Stopping at the curb, Jase pulled out his cell phone and dialed. While the phone rang, he scanned the addresses one more time. His eyes snagged on a mailbox that looked like a tack had come loose on one of the numbers, making the six in the address a nine.

That’s why he hadn’t been able to find it.

Hanging up the phone, he pulled his truck up to the curb. He slid out of his coat, before he got out of the truck, and had to grind his teeth to keep them from chattering, as he leaned back in to get his guitar and the dozen black roses the asshole had ordered with the telegram. Jase hoped Leigh Anderson knew she was better off without the scumbag who was doing this to her.

Don’t kill the messenger, he prayed, as he slammed the truck door. A shiver racked him, and he took a deep breath. Exhaling a puff of steam, he started across the yard toward the front porch. With every step he got closer, the tension at the base of his neck ratcheted up. You never knew with Texas women if they had a gun, and considering the message he was about to deliver, Jase might well end up with lead in his tighty-whities as he ran back toward the truck. The embroidered heart on his ass would be a perfect target for her to aim, and his worn out cowboy boots definitely weren’t made for running on this slick grass.

Next door, a neighbor lady walked toward him down the driveway and Jase knew exactly when she really saw him when she stumbled, then stopped to gawk. He was sure it wasn’t every day a half-naked cowboy strolled across one of these perfectly manicured lawns carrying a guitar and black roses. Heat edged up his neck as he passed her, but he didn’t make eye contact. Jase made it to the front stoop, and sucked in another breath, before he rang the buzzer and stepped back to wait. A few minutes passed, and his hopes rose that Leigh Anderson wasn’t home. If that was the case, he was off the hook. Julie could send someone else out to do this tomorrow. Jase wouldn’t have the money, but he’d have something more important to him. His dignity.

The door knob jiggled and his heart bounced in his chest then sank to his toes when the door opened the width of the security chain and a woman peeked out, her nose as read as her bloodshot eyes. It looked like she already knew what he was there to do, so had gotten started on her crying jag early. Either that, or she was sick. He took another step back, because he definitely didn’t need to get sick before Friday if that was the cause.

“Howdy, ma’am,” he said tipping his hat. “I’m Cupid’s Cowboy from Tune In a Bucket Singing Telegrams and I have a singing telegram for you,” he drawled, adding a grin he didn’t feel. What Jase didn’t add to his spiel was a Happy Valentine’s Day, because he knew hers wasn’t going to be happy at all in about thirty seconds.

Jase loved Valentine’s Day and its meaning, always had. When he had a girlfriend, which hadn’t been in several years due to his crazy life, he always went all out to make it special. Just like his father had always done for his mother. Women loved the day of hearts and flowers, and it was a man’s responsibility to make it special. Wade Lawson must really hate Leigh Anderson, he thought, or the bastard’s heart was as black as the roses in Jase’s hand.

With a heavy sigh, the woman rolled her eyes then stepped back. Jase held his breath, because he thought for a second she would close the door in his face, but again he wasn’t that lucky. The chain rattled, the door swung wider and in the doorway stood one of the saddest-looking, but most beautiful women he’d ever seen in his life. Mussed, curly golden hair covered her bare shoulders, and her red nose just made her cuter. Wade Lawson was an idiot is what he was, Jase thought, barely containing the whistle on his lips.

She put a hand on her curvy hip, and he saw the Kleenex wad in her fist. Because he couldn’t stop them, his eyes locked onto the hard dime-sized points of her obviously unrestricted full breasts that rose and fell with her agitated breaths. He could almost see them through the paper-thin cropped football-type t-shirt she wore. His gaze slid down to the waistband of the low-riding boy shorts, then streaked down her long, long legs to her pink-tipped toes.

“If you’re done with the inventory, could you hurry up?,” she asked impatiently, folding her arms over her chest. “It’s cold out here.”

Blood rushed up his legs, and Jase dragged his eyes back up to hers, before he embarrassed himself more than he already was. Hiding that kind of reaction when he was wearing only tight, white underwear would be impossible. Huffing out a breath, he occupied his mind with recalling the song he was about to sing to her.

“I’m sorry ma’am. Did I catch you at a bad time? I can wait until you get dressed,” he offered, his voice a little huskier than usual.

She sucked in a weary breath, and her eyes filled. “Just get it over with.”

Jase didn’t want to get it over with. What he really wanted to do was go find her boyfriend and kick his ass for doing this to her. The man must have a screw loose to want to get rid of her. That is not your business. Delaying this wasn’t going to get this job done, and he really was freezing his ass off out here too. Just get it over with.

He handed her the roses with the note, then shifted his guitar to the front. She took the roses, plucked out the note card then tossed them onto the table in the entry. Jase swallowed hard, as he strummed the strings. “Um…this is from Wade Lawson,” he stuttered, as he ran the words through his head once more.

“Lovely—I can only imagine what that bastard has to say to me since he hasn’t called me back in two weeks,” she said with disgust.

Jase cleared his throat again, gritted his teeth and picked out the first few notes of the song. He lifted his eyes, but settled his gaze on the doorframe over her shoulder. There was no way he could look her in the eyes and sing this. “Shot through the heart, and you’re to blame…you give love a bad name,” he sang, putting a country spin on the old rock standard. “I’m sick of your crap and hate your games…darlin’, you give love a bad name.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her face go pale and her lower lip started to tremble. Slow silent tears track down her cheeks, and he realized right then he wasn’t getting paid enough for this crap. Here it comes, he thought, as he sang the next verse, then repeated the chorus. Wade Lawson should be here doing his own dirty work. These tears and drama weren’t his, and Jase was done. There was no way he was going to sing the rest of this chop job the man had done on this song to hurt this pretty lady.

His hand stilled on his guitar and he took a step forward. When a soft sob came out of her mouth, it punched him in the gut. “I’m sorry,” he said gently.

She took a step back and scrubbed at her eyes with her knuckles. “No, it’s okay. I was gonna dump his sorry ass anyway. I only went out with him because I needed him to sign with me,” she admitted.

Well, at least she wasn’t stupid enough to date such a loser voluntarily. Manipulative was better than stupid, he guessed. “You’re better off without him in my opinion. I’m sorry he hurt you.”

Her face stilled and she laughed through her tears. “He didn’t hurt me, he double-crossed me,” she said wiping her eyes with the Kleenex. “My boss told me last week he signed with a bigger company, and I better get him back before the ink dries, no matter what it takes, or I could be out of a job.”

Jase tilted his head to the right to study her make-up-free face a little closer. For some reason she looked damned familiar, but he couldn’t come up with a connection. “What do you do?”

“I’m the manager of new talent development for a music label, but probably not for long now,” she replied, and Jase’s head rocked back on his shoulders. “I’ve been there four years, and Wade was my next big thing. Once Leo hears he’s not coming back, I’ll be fired,” she said, and her lower lip wobbled again.

Jase slid his guitar around to his back. That’s what the hell was wrong with the music industry—they bet on the wrong horses. Here he was a nice guy, with a decent voice, looking for a label, and they wouldn’t look twice at him. But give them an arrogant asshole like Wade Lawson, and they were salivating at the mouth. Evidently Jase needed to change his way of doing things, and he’d get signed too. “That sucks, because the guy is obviously an asshole.”

“He is an arrogant, pompous ass who thinks he’s God’s gift to country music. I hate to break the news to him, but he’s in for a rude awakening when he gets to Nashville.” She shook her head which sent her wild blonde curls dancing around her shoulders, and made Jase’s fingers itch to touch them to see if they were as soft as they looked.

“Everyone has a rude awakening there,” he said with a snort. “He better get humble fast, or he’ll be right back here before a song plays on the radio.”

Leaning on the door, she folded her arms over her chest. “You sound like you know, cowboy.”

He shrugged. “Let’s just say I’ve seen it happen more than once.”

Three times in fact, and the first time he was just as pompous and arrogant as Wade Lawson. That had been thoroughly whipped out of him by the time he’d hauled enough bricks as a laborer to scrape up the money for a bus ticket back to Dallas. The other two times had been better, but he’d definitely gone with a different attitude.

It didn’t matter though, he still wound up back home.

Leigh Anderson tilted her head and pursed her full lips, while she studied him from head to toe. “If you’re in the business, what the hell are you doing here breaking up with me for another man? In your underwear, no less,” she asked with a snort.

Blood crept up his neck to heat his face, and he shrugged. “I do what I have to do to keep the lights on. If you think this is skimpy, you should see the uniform for my nighttime job,” he replied with a wink.

Her eyebrows lifted along with the corners of her lips. He liked being responsible for that little curve. At least she wasn’t sad anymore.

“What’s your name, cowboy?” she asked.

“Jason Smith,” he replied, clearing his throat as he reminded himself she was a music exec and if he needed her to remember his stage name, not his real name. “Call me Jase. I, ah, use Sutter for a stage name.”

Her smile widened, an adorable dimple appeared in her left cheek and Jase knew right then exactly who this woman was—Leigh Anderson of Hearts Afire Records. That distinctive dimple, the long golden curls and that gorgeous smile had been on the stage beside Sarah Carpenter and Leo Hart, the owner of Hearts Afire when Sarah accepted her award for new country artist of the year last year. No, she wasn’t in the silver dress that was cut down to her navel or the come-fuck-me heels, but it was definitely her.

Jase’s heart took a couple of energetic leaps in his chest, then settled into an unsteady beat as adrenaline melted the ice in his veins. Even though Hearts Afire was much smaller than Twang, and wasn’t based in Country Music USA like most of the big labels, they had a couple of big names in their stable. A smaller company would have fewer artists, so they would have more time to devote to promoting him, making him better.

If Jase ever had the choice between a big and small label, he’d pick a smaller label any day. But Jase was dreaming, because he’d take the first offer someone threw at him in all likelihood. That’s just how desperate he was at the moment. He was almost thirty, and with each day that passed, he saw his dream slipping farther away.

I only went out with him because I needed him to sign with me.

Leigh Anderson had evidently slept with Lawson to get him to sign a contract with her. Jase had been in the business long enough to know how things worked. An audition amounted to a session on the casting couch. Maybe Lawson got wise to what she was doing, and that’s what this was all about. Suddenly, he didn’t feel quite so sorry for Leigh Anderson, or so bad about delivering the message for Lawson.

As appealing as Leigh Anderson was to the eyes, Jase wasn’t that desperate. He would never be that desperate. The first time he was propositioned by a seedy female agent in Nashville, he decided he would never take that route. Jase was determined he was going to make it in the business because he was a good singer, not because he was good in bed.

But he was damned curious how long Wade Lawson’s audition lasted with this woman. “How long did you…” Jase cleared his throat again. “Um, date him?”

“Six months too long,” she admitted and her lips turned down at the corners. “I put up with his crap for six damned months, and this is what I get for it.” Her eyes narrowed then took a leisurely stroll down his throat, over his chest to scorch a path to his crotch. “Jase, do you have a demo tape?” she asked, pursing her lips.

His heart leapt up to his throat to pound in his ears. “I’m a country singer, ma’am, I always have a demo in my truck.” I am not going to audition for you though, darlin. But goddamn, he sure wanted to. If she’d put on those shoes she wore to that awards ceremony, he would audition for her all fucking night long. An award-winning performance.

“Go get it,” she invited, as she turned to walk away from the door, leaving it open for him to come inside. His eyes fixed on her delicious rear end, and watched the boy shorts ride higher with every flex of her cheeks as she walked.

Jase’s cock sprang to attention and his fingers flexed as his heart took several heavy thuds in his chest. This was not a good idea at all. He was not in the right frame of mind for business right now, and neither was she. But this was his chance. Probably the only one he’d have, and he could not let it pass. He had worked too damned hard for too long to do that. What he’d done to date sure hadn’t worked.

Maybe it was time for him to change, be that asshole, try out the easy route for a change, he thought, as he strode across the yard toward his pickup.

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COWBOY 12-PACK Facebook Party on 1/20/15! Fantastic Prizes incl $100 Amazon Card!

 

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THE COWBOY 12-PACK, a boxed set of twelve books including stories by USA Today and NYT Bestselling Western Romance Authors for only .99!  We’re having a Facebook Release Day Party on January 20th and will be giving away lots of prizes including two of these awesome CUPID’S COWBOY tote bags and $100 AMAZON GIFT CARD!  Just click this link to join the party!  https://www.facebook.com/events/1517239011895374/

Save $2 Off TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes) Through 1/11/15!

 

**SALE $2 OFF ONE WEEK ONLY** Need something hot to warm up that new Kindle you got for Christmas? Check out TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes) the first book in a hot new romantic suspense series by Amazon Bestselling Author Becky McGraw. One-click today–it’s on SALE for only $2.99 through 1/11/15!

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TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

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LOGAN’S LONESTAR HEROES

Dave Logan, former recon marine and ex-cop is a man who lived inside the box of government restrictions and red tape for many years. When he had enough of seeing criminals and corruption continue despite his best efforts because of that red tape, he decided to do something about it. He assembled a group of likeminded men with unique skill sets, cowboys of a different sort, to combat crime in the new wild, wild west.

Deep Six Security exists to fill the gap between the right and wrong side of the law. The men of Deep Six operate just beyond the box. They are willing to do what it takes to keep their home state safe. They are patriots, rebels and most importantly renegades. They are as different as night and day, but they have one thing in common, their love of God, country and the great state of Texas.

If the six pack doesn’t work, there’s always a shotgun and a shovel…

Cover and promo photos by:
Don Allen Fitness Model and HeatherLynn Portraits

TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

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Dave Logan, owner of Deep Six Security, is stunned when former Dallas FBI head, Susan Whitmore, darkens his doorstep accusing him of being the cause of her losing her job. After hearing her situation, Dave feels something he never expects to feel–sorry for her. But he also knows any problems she had at the agency were all her own fault. The woman has a tongue so sharp it could rip a man to shreds, and had many times. There was a reason her agents dubbed her the Barracuda.

Although Dave needs agents in the worst way, and Susan, with an IQ higher than Einstein, better skills and more experience than any of his men, along with a master’s degree in criminal justice, is more than qualified to be a member of his team, he just doesn’t need the drama she and her mouth would bring to Deep Six . Even as his brain said no way though, his damned white-knight complex forces him to offer her a job as his temporary secretary.

Realizing he’s made a huge mistake hiring her, Dave calls in favors to get her interviews to get her out of his office. Before he can get rid of her though, Dave gets a new case only Susan can help him with. A wealthy Dallas oilman and his trophy wife ordered a designer baby from a local fertility clinic, and the surrogate has gone missing with the baby. The couple wants Deep Six Security to investigate the facility and find the baby, but the only way Dave can do that is to get inside. To get inside his only option is to go undercover with Susan, posing as a wealthy married couple looking for a baby. What they find when they get to the spa-like compound is frightening. Payoffs, missing surrogates and young women being used as lab rats are just the tip of the iceberg.

Can two alpha personalities, both used to being in charge, work together long enough to figure out what’s going on at the clinic, or will they kill each other before the bad guys at the facility have a chance? If they’re lucky, maybe the delicious friction between them will turn into something so hot the place spontaneously combusts. Or if they’re luckier, perhaps it might just turn into something that lasts till death do them part.

Cover photo credit: Don Allen Fitness Model by HeatherLynn Portraits

 

New Year, New Signing Event Schedule for 2015!

 

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Happy New Year!  I hope that the new year brings you all your wishes and dreams.  With the new year comes a new signing event schedule for me, and I thought I’d take a moment to let you know what I have planned so far, so hopefully I’ll see you there!

 February 2015:
9 – 13, The Book Splash Cruise, Nassau, Bahamas
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19 – 21, Wild Wicked Weekend, San Antonio, TX
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March 2015:
7th, Booking In Biloxi, hosted by the Crazy Cajun Book Blog, Biloxi, MS, Imperial Palace Casino Hotel
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May 2015
15 – 22, Romantic Times Booklovers Convention, Dallas, Texas
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July 2015
30 – Aug. 1, ARC NOLA, New Orleans, Louisiana
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October 2015

10 – 15, Romantic Times Magazine’s 1st Annual Readers and Writers Roundup, Houston, Texas
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Announcing CUPID’S COWBOY (A Cowboy Way Novella) to be included in the COWBOY 12-PACK boxed set for only .99!

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SURPRISE!  I have a BRAND NEW Valentine’s Day novella, CUPID’S COWBOY (A Cowboy Way novella) which will be included in the COWBOY 12-PACK boxed set to be released on JANUARY 20th AND THE WHOLE SET OF TWELVE BOOKS by NYT and USA Today Bestselling authors is ONLY $.99! 

PREORDER LINKS:

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Cupid’s Cowboy Blurb:  Chasing his dream of becoming a country music star, cowboy Jase Smith takes a job with a singing telegram company to make ends meet.  He’s hired to deliver a breakup tune to a woman on Valentine’s Day, and meets music exec Leigh Anderson.  Could she be the one he’s meant to make sweet music with?

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HOT TEASER FROM CUPID’S COWBOY:

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ALSO INCLUDED IN THE COWBOY 12-PACK BOXED SET FOR ONLY .99:

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If you love sexy cowboy romance books, get ready for a 12-pack of ‘em from New York Times and USA Today bestselling authors!

A COWBOY’S SEDUCTION – Cynthia D’Alba
SADIE AND HER COWBOY – Paige Tyler
THE BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND TEST – Elle James
HER UNIFORM COWBOY – Donna Michaels
I AM NOT YOUR MELODY – Shoshanna Evers
CHASE AND SEDUCTION – Randi Alexander
THE COWBOY WINS A BRIDE – Cora Seton
THE HARDER THEY FALL – Beth Williamson
THE REAL MCCOY – Sabrina York
BADASS – Sable Hunter
COWBOYS NEVER FOLD – Lexi Post
CUPID’S COWBOY – Becky McGraw

A COWBOY’S SEDUCTION – Award-Winning Author Cynthia D’Alba – Sparks fly when an exhausted cowboy, on a forced tropical vacation, meets an uptight accountant in a bikini. As the seduction game begins, two weeks never looked so short.

SADIE AND HER COWBOY – USA Today Bestselling Author Paige Tyler – A beautiful ranch owner hires an infamous gunslinger to protect her against a ruthless cattle baron, but risks losing everything when she falls for the sexy hired gun

THE BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND TEST – NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author Elle James – Skeptical billionaire takes a risk on a friend’s dating service and finds the cowgirl of his dreams, only he has to convince her he’s her perfect match.

HER UNIFORM COWBOY – Donna Michaels – Texas Guardsman never planned his attraction to a curvy, military-hating Pennsylvanian, or saddling her with his stress issues. Will the town’s newest resident support him, or abandon him like others in his past?

I AM NOT YOUR MELODY – NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author Shoshanna Evers – The baddest cowboy in Bear Creek Saddle partners with a sassy new bartender to save the family business. His rules: Don’t kill her. Don’t kiss her. And don’t fall in love.

CHASE AND SEDUCTION – USA Today Bestselling Author Randi Alexander – Country music superstar Chase Tanner is determined to seduce screenplay writer Reno Linden. She risks the plunge into Chase’s arms, but will their attraction survive the glitz and stress of fame?

THE COWBOY WINS A BRIDE – NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author Cora Seton –Jamie Lassiter just made the bet of his life—He’s got six weeks to prove to Claire Cruz he’s the man for her, or pay for her round-the-world trip.

THE HARDER THEY FALL – Beth Williamson – Cowboy Hank Beltane has no idea what’s in store for him when he tries to seduce the stubborn, beautiful and sexy as hell rodeo owner TJ Maguire.

THE REAL MCCOY – NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author Sabrina York – At a wild, girls-only weekend at a rowdy “stud” ranch, she meets the gruff, dominant man of her dreams. It’s too bad the sexy stripper is only a pretend cowboy…or is he?

BADASS – Amazon Bestselling Author Sable Hunter – Isaac McCoy – Badass Isaac McCoy, as at home on a Harley as he is on a horse, is in love with the preacher’s daughter— the angel of Kerr County—and that will never do.

COWBOYS NEVER FOLD – Award-Winning Author Lexi Post – When a cowboy honors a promise by working at a nudist resort, he discovers that to win the sexy owner’s heart he must go all-in, which could mean baring more than his soul.

CUPID’S COWBOY – Amazon Bestselling Author Becky McGraw – Struggling country singer is struck by cupids arrow when delivering a breakup singing telegram on Valentine’s Day to a beautiful music exec who could make all his dreams come true.

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LOGAN’S LONESTAR HEROES

Dave Logan, former recon marine and ex-cop is a man who lived inside the box of government restrictions and red tape for many years.  When he had enough of seeing criminals and corruption continue despite his best efforts because of that red tape, he decided to do something about it.  He assembled a group of likeminded men with unique skill sets, cowboys of a different sort, to combat crime in the new wild, wild west.

Deep Six Security exists to fill the gap between the right and wrong side of the law.  The men of Deep Six operate just beyond the box.  They are willing to do what it takes to keep their home state safe.  They are patriots, rebels and most importantly renegades.  They are as different as night and day, but they have one thing in common, their love of God, country and the great state of Texas.

We’re from Texas, so if the six pack doesn’t work, there’s always a shotgun and shovel.

Cover and promo photos by:
Don Allen Fitness Model and HeatherLynn Portraits

TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

Blurb:

Dave Logan, owner of Deep Six Security, is stunned when former Dallas FBI head, Susan Whitmore, darkens his doorstep accusing him of being the cause of her losing her job. After hearing her situation, Dave feels something he never expects to feel–sorry for her. But he also knows any problems she had at the agency were all her own fault. The woman has a tongue so sharp it could rip a man to shreds, and had many times. There was a reason her agents dubbed her the Barracuda.

Although Dave needs agents in the worst way, and Susan, with an IQ higher than Einstein, better skills and more experience than any of his men, along with a master’s degree in criminal justice, is more than qualified to be a member of his team, he just doesn’t need the drama she and her mouth would bring to Deep Six . Even as his brain said no way though, his damned white-knight complex forces him to offer her a job as his temporary secretary.

Realizing he’s made a huge mistake hiring her, Dave calls in favors to get her interviews to get her out of his office. Before he can get rid of her though, Dave gets a new case only Susan can help him with. A wealthy Dallas oilman and his trophy wife ordered a designer baby from a local fertility clinic, and the surrogate has gone missing with the baby. The couple wants Deep Six Security to investigate the facility and find the baby, but the only way Dave can do that is to get inside. To get inside his only option is to go undercover with Susan, posing as a wealthy married couple looking for a baby. What they find when they get to the spa-like compound is frightening. Payoffs, missing surrogates and young women being used as lab rats are just the tip of the iceberg.

Can two alpha personalities, both used to being in charge, work together long enough to figure out what’s going on at the clinic, or will they kill each other before the bad guys at the facility have a chance? If they’re lucky, maybe the delicious friction between them will turn into something so hot the place spontaneously combusts. Or if they’re luckier, perhaps it might just turn into something that lasts till death do them part.

18+ EXCERPT FROM TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

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18+ Excerpt from TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes) (c) copyright, Becky McGraw, 2014

Dave huffed a breath too as he followed Mac out of the conference room. Yes, the sooner he got Susan out of his office the better. He had been avoiding her like the plague, hadn’t seen her since their confrontation over the popsicles, but he knew now his luck was running out. Against all odds, his men were becoming attached to her and she was obviously encouraging it. The last thing he needed in this office was friction or drama, and he could see it coming with the new Susan Whitmore fan club. Dave just needed her gone, before she embedded herself into his group and removing her would be like extracting a cactus spine.

Just as he rounded the corner into the outer office, Susan walked out of the kitchen toward him. She was sucking on something, but it didn’t look like a popsicle. When she got closer he realized it was some kind of candy. It was also the first time he’d seen her that day, or any day since the day he told her to lose the baggy suits.

Her new uniform of choice was skin tight yoga pants and a tank top. No wonder his men were gaga. Dave just barely kept his own tongue from flapping out of his mouth, as his eyes ticked over her full breasts and down her mile-long, muscular legs to her toes while she walked over to her desk. Dave knew Susan was athletic, and over the years he’d often wondered what her body looked like under those baggy black suits. Well he didn’t have to wonder anymore. Every square inch of her tight body was right there for him to see. There was absolutely nothing left to his imagination.

Good, God—she was built like a brick shithouse. His body quickly registered that fact too.

Susan paused at her desk and held his eyes as she slowly slid the white stick out of her mouth until a round, red ball appeared. She stopped to twirl the candy between her lips, which made matters much, much worse. As she slipped the candy from her mouth, it made a sucking, popping noise and Dave bit back a groan.

Susan’s eyebrow lifted, and she smiled. Waving the candy at him, she said breezily, in that husky voice of hers, “Howdy, stranger. Did I catch you before you scurried into your office like a cockroach? Or did you need something?”

Now, that was definitely a loaded question, Dave thought, as he stood there staring at her breasts. Because he couldn’t help himself, he let his imagination have free rein. Unless she was a mind reader, it wouldn’t hurt, and he didn’t think her super brain had given her that superpower, but if it had, he was probably a dead man.

Dave imagined her throaty, raspy voice would sound just that way when she moaned as he lifted her hips and shoved his aching cock inside of her delicious body. When he withdrew, her body would make that sucking, popping noise she’d made with the candy. After loving her all night long, he’d wake up the next morning and she would beg for more in his ear in that same raspy voice. It would get just a little hoarser when she finally begged him for a break to catch her breath. Husky, pleased and all too satisfied. Dave would spend all night long, hell a week, making sure they were both damn well satisfied. At that second, he wanted that more than he wanted his next breath.

As much fire as this woman had inside of her, he imagined she would be a freak between the sheets. He wanted to meet that freak. He wanted to tie that freak to his bed and keep her there until he worked her out of his system. Dave’s chin dropped to his chest, a groan rumbled in his chest, and his breathing hitched as his cock went rock solid behind his fly.

He was surprised when he felt a finger under his chin right before it was tipped upward. The spell was broken and he got a grip on himself when his eyes met Susan’s curious blue stare.

“You okay, boss man? You look a little…flushed,” she purred with a smug grin, as she lifted the candy ball, stuck her tongue out and curled it to twirl the candy in the well. She flicked her tongue over it and made a little mewling sound in her throat. When she added slow flirtatious sweeps of her eyelashes over her big blue eyes, it was so un-Susan-like Dave knew she was playing him, and he wasn’t amused.

She’s a very smart woman.

Evidently more than smart enough to figure out that his problem with her eating the popsicles was about a lot more than a drip trail in the kitchen. And he was almost certain now that the skin-tight yoga suits weren’t about comfort. This was her bid to pay Dave back for his baggy suit comment. Mind games to teach him a lesson. Because Susan Whitmore thought she was smarter than him.

She would be the one learning a lesson today. About him. “I need to see you in my office, now,” Dave growled as he turned to stomp toward his office.

 

 

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**BONUS** 5-Alarm CUT love scene from TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

 

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LOGAN’S LONESTAR HEROES

Dave Logan, former recon marine and ex-cop is a man who lived inside the box of government restrictions and red tape for many years.  When he had enough of seeing criminals and corruption continue despite his best efforts because of that red tape, he decided to do something about it.  He assembled a group of likeminded men with unique skill sets, cowboys of a different sort, to combat crime in the new wild, wild west.

Deep Six Security exists to fill the gap between the right and wrong side of the law.  The men of Deep Six operate just beyond the box.  They are willing to do what it takes to keep their home state safe.  They are patriots, rebels and most importantly renegades.  They are as different as night and day, but they have one thing in common, their love of God, country and the great state of Texas.

If the six pack doesn’t work, there’s always a shotgun and a shovel…

Cover and promo photos by:
Don Allen Fitness Model and HeatherLynn Portraits

TILL DEATH (#1, Logan’s Lonestar Heroes)

Blurb:

Dave Logan, owner of Deep Six Security, is stunned when former Dallas FBI head, Susan Whitmore, darkens his doorstep accusing him of being the cause of her losing her job. After hearing her situation, Dave feels something he never expects to feel–sorry for her. But he also knows any problems she had at the agency were all her own fault. The woman has a tongue so sharp it could rip a man to shreds, and had many times. There was a reason her agents dubbed her the Barracuda.

Although Dave needs agents in the worst way, and Susan, with an IQ higher than Einstein, better skills and more experience than any of his men, along with a master’s degree in criminal justice, is more than qualified to be a member of his team, he just doesn’t need the drama she and her mouth would bring to Deep Six . Even as his brain said no way though, his damned white-knight complex forces him to offer her a job as his temporary secretary.

Realizing he’s made a huge mistake hiring her, Dave calls in favors to get her interviews to get her out of his office. Before he can get rid of her though, Dave gets a new case only Susan can help him with. A wealthy Dallas oilman and his trophy wife ordered a designer baby from a local fertility clinic, and the surrogate has gone missing with the baby. The couple wants Deep Six Security to investigate the facility and find the baby, but the only way Dave can do that is to get inside. To get inside his only option is to go undercover with Susan, posing as a wealthy married couple looking for a baby. What they find when they get to the spa-like compound is frightening. Payoffs, missing surrogates and young women being used as lab rats are just the tip of the iceberg.

Can two alpha personalities, both used to being in charge, work together long enough to figure out what’s going on at the clinic, or will they kill each other before the bad guys at the facility have a chance? If they’re lucky, maybe the delicious friction between them will turn into something so hot the place spontaneously combusts. Or if they’re luckier, perhaps it might just turn into something that lasts till death do them part.