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Bear-i-licious Cowboy is a stand alone paranormal romance, the first book in the Aphrodite's Love Connection series. I wrote Aphrodite's Love Connection with a underlying message that will be threaded through all of the stories in the series. The goddess Aphrodite and God Eros are on a mission to balance the scales of love and hate. With hate overpowering love on a massive scale globally, Hades' seer has proclaimed the world is on the verge of an apocalypse. The only thing that can change the foreseen apocalypse is to bring love back on an even playing field and they plan to do so by bringing couples together one by one. Each love connection in this series brings them closer to balancing the scales. Bear-i-licious Cowboy is the series starter. It isn't necessary to read these romances in order. Each one will have a HEA or HFN.
Check out a sneak peek of Bear-i-licious Cowboy below. I think you'll fall in love with Ashlee and Tucker's romance. The chemistry between these two is pretty awesome. This sneak peek gives you a taste of Ashlee's personality and life.
Chapter One
Ashlee
GUILT GOBBLED ME UP FROM the inside out as
I stared at the half eaten pint of double chocolate crunch ice cream I had just
downed. ‘A moment on the lips and a lifetime
on the hips.’ My mother’s condescending voice echoed in my mind, increasing
the feelings of remorse and further pushing me into a downward spiral, next
stop was depression station. I really needed to shock myself out of this state,
and listening to my mother’s snappy retorts about my weight was not going to
help me. Why do I let her still verbally beat me up? She was not a part of my
life anymore, for good reason. She was the one responsible for my anorexia,
which graduated to bulimia by the time I hit my twenties. It eventually put me
into the hospital.
Her negative crap
pushed me over the brink, head-first into an abyss of depression which
eventually aided in my divorce. Sure, I had some responsibility to take in the
nastiness that had become my life, and I was taking it. I also had a duty to
maintain my sanity, which was why she no longer had power over my thoughts.
It was hard to
overcome the programming my mother had instilled in me since birth, but with
Callie’s help, and my determination to live a better life, I found my path.
Unfortunately, that path was lonely and I resorted back to emotional eating
from time to time. It was my comfort zone, one that still had a small level of
power over me.
When Penny called
and told me she was getting married to the hot fireman she’d met three months
ago, I located the pint of Ben and Jerry’s, and decided to have a few
celebratory scoops of the delicious yumminess that I often referred to as my
weakness. I was happy for Penny, truly I was, but her great news reminded me
that I was still alone, and for the foreseeable future, had absolutely no
dating prospects. Hence, the onslaught of emotional eating lately, which I will
be regretting for the next two months. For the immediate future, I saw hours of
time dedicated to running on the treadmill with very little results. Thinking
about it threatened to put me back in the cyclone of sadness which would result
in the other half of the pint being eaten so I shoved the box back in the freezer
and snapped on my computer. I needed a distraction, and Friday night television
was not going to hit the spot.
I also needed to
find a congratulatory bouquet to send to Penny. Callie’s email was the first
thing that caught my eye. Subject line: YOU NEED THIS! Yep, she was shouting in
all caps. She knew I hated that, but it did the trick. I clicked open the
message and my heart dropped to my toes. I know it can’t physically happen, but
the feeling of such an act filled me with dread. Callie was dead. Not yet, but
she would be when I got my hands around her skinny neck. She was the most
presumptuous friend I’d ever had.
The link she
placed in the email was for a dating website called, ‘Aphrodite’s Love
Connection’. Worse, that particular hyperlink sent me to my own profile. A
profile I knew I never created. How Callie thought she could jump in and try to
save my dating life was beyond me. If she was here, she’d appreciate the
massive eye roll I gave as I read the profile.
My eyes wandered
the site. ‘I love the outdoors.’ Okay,
that was true. My plus size figure didn’t indicate the hours of hiking I did
just to be outside in nature. ‘Camping
and white water rafting’, all true. ‘I
also enjoy days at the beach, warm summer days, and ice cream dates’. As I
read through the faux profile I had to give it to Callie, the girl knew me
inside and out, which was expected since she’d been a part of my life since we
were in diapers. ‘I’m looking for a
strong man who can country dance on Saturday night, and enjoys reading the
Sunday Times with a cup of coffee in front of the fireplace the next morning.’
‘I’m a curvy spitfire who knows what she wants.’ “Hardly!” I
shouted, harsher than necessary, at my computer screen as I continued to read
the words generated by my well-meaning, but overly enthusiastic friend. “The
only thing missing is ‘For a good time
call….,” I snarled as I shut the laptop and picked up my cell phone.
I didn’t offer a
hello when Callie picked up the phone on the second ring. “What the hell are
you doing?”
“Oh, I see you got
my present.” Callie’s voice purred over the line.
“You and I have
differing opinions of what a present is,” I told her. “Take it down!”
“Nope, I won’t,
and this Friday, you and I are going to the monthly mixer.”
“Like hell,” I
snorted, as I laughed at her ridiculous idea.
“Tell me
something, Ashlee. When you got Penny’s news, what did you do?”
“I toasted her
good news with half a pint of ice cream.” The words poured from my lips and
made me regret them the moment they hit the air.
“I rest my case.”
Callie continued, “Your divorce has been final for three years and you haven’t
had a decent date in ten. It’s time to get back into the saddle again.”
“Yes, but--”
“You’re not
getting any younger, Ash.” She interrupted me from the excuse I was trying to
come up with.
“Neither are you,”
I pointed out a little too snidely.
“Which is why
we’re doing this together. I’m picking you up at 5:30, Friday. Be ready.” She
hung up the phone before I could argue further.
I wanted to scream
‘Witch’ into the phone, but something
in my mind told me she was right. I loved her and hated her for that ability,
but she was almost always right.
I sighed heavily
and flipped open the laptop again. I clicked on Monthly Mixer and perused the
photos of past parties. There were definitely some good looking bachelors and
bachelorettes. I didn’t look like the typical patron. Callie did, but I had a
feeling I was going to be out of place. Story of my life.
The dress was
classy, business casual to semi-elegant attire. It looked like I was going to
be spending my lunch hour tomorrow shopping.
Bear-i-licious Cowboy will be available November 9th on Amazon for $2.99.
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