Untamed Fire… new cover & .99 for a limited time!

To celebrate the new cover for Untamed Fire, I’ve dropped the price to $.99 for a limited time. So if you haven’t got it, grab it now while you can. If you haven’t given it a try… now’s the time!

Many of you have been asking me when Diablo’s Angel, third book in the Ranchero Trilogy, will be available. I was hoping for this summer, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to make that deadline. I’m working hard at getting it done, but those darn Highlanders keep interfering.

I’ll update you on Diablo’s Angel as soon as I have a more firm release date.

Available:  Kindle Nook Kobo itunes

Untamed Fire on sale!

kindlefinalcoverUntamed Fire is on sale for $1.99 now through September, so if you haven’t bought it now’s the chance to get it at a bargain. Also if you know of anyone that might enjoy it, please pass the word.

Untamed Fire available at:




Nook — the price change hasn’t registered yet for Nook but keep checking. It should go up soon.

I know you all LOVE my Highlanders, but Untamed Fire has a great hero and a feisty heroine I know you would love.

Happy reading!


Untamed Fire & Renegade Love

Untamed Fire…

Gaby Alvardo borrows the powerful ranchero’s horse to rush and help her injured brother.

Raphael Cabrillo doesn’t see it that way, to him… she stole his horse. And so Gaby is to be punished for her crime. She will serve a term of six months as companion to his ailing mother.

Raphael intends to tame the spirited woman who refuses to wear shoes, dances under the moonlight, takes his ill mother on picnics, and stirs his passion like no other woman.

But when an attempt is made on Gaby’s life there isn’t anything he won’t do to protect her.

Will Raphael tame the willful woman or love the untamed fire that burns within her?



Twenty years ago I wrote Untamed Fire, though never got the chance to write the sequel Renegade Love. I’m so pleased to be able to finally bring to life the mysterious Esteban that appeared briefly in Untamed Fire. Renegade Love is now available as an e-book and print.

And while writing the second book I realized that Esteban’s sister Crista needed her own story and so the Ranchero Trilogy was born. A release date and title has yet to be determined for the third book.

Wicked Wednesdays in August… Renegade Love

Couldn’t  resist including Esteban from Renegade Love in Wicked Wednesdays.  Also I’m sorry it took until Saturday to post Wicked Wednesdays this week, an unexpected turn of events delayed it.

This scene is when Rosa meets Esteban her intended for the first time… or almost meets him.


“I am so pleased that you could join us this evening,” Alejandro said entering the room. “Please allow me to introduce my wife Senora Valerianna.” After he introduced her to Roberto and Lola, Alejandro introduced his wife to Rosa.

Rosa brought her head up slowly and was surprised when Senora Valerianna reached out and took her hand.

“It’s such a pleasure to meet you, my dear, I know you will find much happiness here with us.”

Rosa forced a brief smile. Senora Valerianna was a beautiful, gracious woman who appeared sincere in her welcome, though Rosa could not help but notice that again a reference was made to her finding happiness here… but not Esteban, their son. Madre di Dios. What was she getting herself into?

“Where is this son of yours who is lucky to be getting our Rosalita as his wife?” Roberto asked, his smile curious.

“Right here.”

The foreboding voice had everyone turning hastily, except Rosa. She turned reluctantly and kept her eyes downcast.

Esteban stepped out of the shadows in the corner of the room and Valerianna smiled at him. He had fastened his shirt at his throat. The simple, kind act brought a tear to her eye. She quickly wiped it away not wishing to display her emotions in front of her guests.

Esteban offered no apology or reason for not being there to greet them. He accepted Roberto’s hand and Lola’s smile with an indifferent nod.

“This is my son, Esteban,” Alejandro said proudly and placed his hands on Rosa’s shoulder to gently guide her to stand before her future husband. “Esteban, I’m pleased to have you met Rosalita your soon-to-be wife.”

Rosa raised her eyes slightly, not enough to see his face only his neck; slim and kissed by endless hours in the sun. She stared at a spot just above his collar that pulsed slightly and the more she focused on it the faster it pulsed as if something inside him beat to a heated rhythm.  She felt a blush rise and quickly lowered her eyes. She kept her hands straight at her sides and buried in the folds of her dress, so he would not reach out and take them in his.

The room remained silent and Rosa held her breath waiting for him to speak. She focused on the scuffed tips of his black boots as they remained steady and only a mere inch from the hem of her dress. The strain of the awkward situation had her eyes misting and she took a moment to close them hoping to clear the unease so no one would suspect her of crying. Otherwise she would suffer Roberto’s hard hand when they got home for embarrassing him.

She was not sure of the proper manners in such a situation and wondered how to react to his silence or if she should.

She opened her eyes and no scuffed boots brushed the hem of her dress. He was gone.


Renegade Love will be released either late December 2012 or early January 2013. I don’t have a set date yet, but I will keep everyone posted. Also if you would like to be added to the Renegade Love Alert List just go HERE and drop me an email with Renegade Love in the subject box. And if you haven’t had a chance to read the first book in the Ranchero series, Untamed Fire, you can find it at:





Blog Tour starts today… win a free e-copy of Untamed Fire

I’m on a blog tour and for anyone who hasn’t read Untamed Fire yet you can stop by at TE Garden of Book Bloggers, read the great review, and enter to win a free e-copy. And a big thanks to JenRen for reviewing Untamed Fire.

Day Five of my American Collection Celebration Week

You would think that it was the over-the-top alpha male hero Raphael Cabrillo that got me started writing Untamed Fire. It wasn’t. You’re not going to believe this but a few pictures in a magazine of a hacienda-style home got me thinking of setting a book in California when the Spaniards owned a good portion of the land.

I could just picture scenes in the courtyard with an adobe fountain sprouting water and large shade and fruit trees providing a cool oasis on hot days. And beyond were the vineyards that produced an abundance of grapes, the vegetable gardens, fruit trees, the cattle, and the land itself stretching out as far as the eye could see. Raphael was right at home in the splendor of it all, but then he was from an aristocratic family from Spain. And Gaby was a peasant who loved life and loved to dance and paid little heed to propriety, though not on purpose, mostly out of curiosity.

You never know what’s going to be an inspiration for a book or a scene. You just have to go with it and see where it takes you. And that’s why I added a river to run through a portion of Cabrillo land. It provided me with a great scene between Raphael and Gaby. I mean, how can the hero let the heroine get swept down river, especially when it’s his fault that she got swept away in the first place.

Here’s a portion of that scene:


Rafael watched Gaby from the blanket under the tree. He had joined his mother and Don Joseph only moments before. His mother had wasted no time in fussing over him, fixing him a plate of cold meats and bread and pouring him a glass of red wine.

He had tried to keep his mind on the conversation at hand, but once his roving eyes found Gaby, he couldn’t turn away. He watched her every move. His muscles tensed when she approached the river. The current was strong and he worried that her foolishness would bring trouble. It didn’t come as a surprise to him when she hoisted her skirts up and entered the water.

“Excuse me,” Rafael said and without glancing at his mother or Don Joseph he stood and headed to the river and Gaby.

“Come out of there,” he demanded sharply.

Gaby startled and almost lost her footing, righting herself quickly. “You frightened me.”

“You should be frightened that current can be dangerous. You have no business being in there. Now come out this instant.”

Gaby glared at him. He stood with his long legs slightly spread, his hands on his hips and his blue eyes hot with anger. “I will not. I’m enjoying the cool water on this hot day.”

His hands went to rest on his hips. “You dare disobey me?’

Gaby mimicked him, her hands going to her hips. “I do my chores. I take care of your mother. But the decision to cool my warm skin with the river’s refreshing water is mine to make, not yours.”

“You are my responsibility.”

“I am responsible for myself.”

He raised his hand and shook a finger at her. “You are obstinate and foolish.”

She laughed. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“I can see that I have not used a firm enough hand with you. Now get out of there!


Rafael gave a low, feral growl and advanced on her.

Gaby instinctively took a step back, her foot sinking into a deep hole. She lost her balance, teetering precariously to and fro as she tried to stop herself from tumbling over.

Rafael rushed forward, his hand stretched out. Gaby reached for him, their fingertips touching.

“Grab hold,” Rafael shouted, fighting the current to get closer.

His fingers were about to close around hers when suddenly she went down, the current swallowing her and rushing her downstream.

Rafael tore his jacket off and tossed it on the riverbank, his boots followed, knowing both would slow him down. Then he allowed the river to swallow him and the strong current to carry him along.

Gaby was tossed about as easily as a small stone. It took several seconds to gain control and get her head above water. She had no doubt she could manage to swim to shore. She was a good swimmer and her father had taught her the quirks of the river. She would go with the current until she felt its strength weaken, and then break out against it.

Rafael finally spotted her just ahead. The river was sweeping her away. If he didn’t catch up with her soon, the river would claim her. His muscles burnt from the force of his exertion but still he battled the mighty current. His heart pounded and fear gnawed at his stomach.

Gaby felt the slight change, as if the river had taken a breath. This was her chance. She wasted no time. She dipped beneath the surface and began her struggle for the riverbank.

Rafael saw her go under and the fear that she was drowning near burst his heart. He submerged and raced toward her, his powerful arms slicing through the water. He spotted her and surged forward. As soon as he was able, his arm went around her waist and he locked her solidly against him.

He brought them to the surface coughing and sputtering.

“You stupid —” were the only words she could spit out before they went under once again.

“Stupid?” Rafael managed to yell as they surfaced once again, his grip on her remaining solid.

Gaby, realizing he wasn’t about to let go, hooked her arm around his neck, leaving her other arm free to help swim.

The river carried them along, the current having gained strength.

“I was doing fine,” she shouted fighting the rushing water along with him.

“You were drowning,” he yelled back, surprised that she wasn’t weeping and frightened beyond measure. Instead, she knew what to do to help him rather than hinder his rescue attempt.

Idiota,” she yelled.

His grip tightened around her waist. “Call me that again and I’ll drown you myself.”

The potent anger in his eyes astonished her but what surprised her even more was that it was laced with fright. Had he actually been frightened for her?

“I’m sorry,” she breathed near his ear before the current swallowed them once again.

Rafael was breathless and Gaby was fighting for air when they surfaced.

“We have to get to shore,” Rafael said between breaths, “before we reach the bend.”

Gaby nodded. She knew the current worsened after the bend and their chances of surviving slim.

“Hold tight, querida,” he urged with a whispered breath.

She obeyed him this time, clinging so tightly to him that she felt his hard muscles grow taut as he warred with the current, demanding it release them. She aided as best she could, but her meager strength did little, if anything, to help.

She heard loud screams just seconds after Rafael did. She turned in that direction and spotted Enrico on the riverbank a few feet ahead. He held a rope, the other end attached to the horn of his saddle. He gestured and pointed and Rafael acknowledged his understanding with a wave.

The bend came into view up ahead. They had precious little time.

“Wrap your two arms around me and hold tight.”

Once again she obeyed, burying her face in the crook of his neck.


If you haven’t read Untamed Fire yet, you can find it at Kindle, Nook, & Smashwords.

Rolling into summer…

Summer is right around the corner so I decided to do something special with my blog for the summer months. Here’s what’s happening in July…

The first week in July I’m having an American Collection Celebration Week. I’ll be blogging about the books in my American Collection, ones already part of the collection and ones yet to come. You’ll learn the reasons I wrote some and how it felt when I saw my first book on the bookstore shelves. Tuesdays in July will highlight my various western heroes. Saturdays in July I’ll be talking about new westerns in the works and posting excerpts from them.  I’m also searching the archives for some pics of me at book signings years ago to include in some of the posts.

I’ll be on a ten-stop blog tour from July 15th thru the 28th talking about Untamed Fire and what’s to follow and will let you know where in case you’d like to stop by.

Next is August the hottest part of the summer so it’s only fitting that we talk about the heat… in romances. I’m thinking something like Sizzling Sundays and Wicked Wednesdays and I have plenty of Highlanders that can help out with that.

In September look for my blogs to be All About My Highlanders past, present and future.

Fun things in the works so stay tuned… 🙂