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Monday, July 7, 2014

"Second Song Cowboy" Release Blast with GIVEAWAY!

TITLE – Second Song Cowboy
SERIES – Second Chance
AUTHOR – Rhonda Lee Carver
GENRE – Western Romance
LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 157 pages
PUBLISHER – self-pub
COVER ARTIST – Samantha Holt

April Swift and Dante Brooke were a couple as teenagers. They’d spent a summer falling in love, exploring one another, connecting stars…until April took off to follow her dreams as a country music singer.

Fifteen years later…

Dante shows up at April’s dressing room and she is lost in sky-blue eyes, again. A hello between old friends turns into a passionate reunion and both discover feelings they’d left behind. But April has a music career, and Dante has a ranch to run.

Two months later…

Home is where the heart is, but April doubted she’d find the welcoming committee on the doorstep, especially after she informed Dante that she was pregnant.

Dante has a reputation as a bad-boy. He wouldn’t deny the truth. He’d lived on the edge most of his life, but when he hears he’s going to be a daddy, his priorities flip-flop. He’d never stopped loving April and his only goal is to win her heart for a second time. However, his charming smile and sweet talk don’t work like they did before. Now, he’ll have to prove himself. Can he become the cowboy April needs?

When things start to spiral out of control, April realizes she must make a decision—to follow love or her career.


Dante couldn’t believe what he was looking at. April Rayne, in flesh and blood. He swept a quick glance over her and every place on his body jerked alive. He scrubbed his jaw, wishing he’d left the house fifteen minutes earlier instead of drinking another cup of coffee. A reunion with her was the last thing he needed, although the now solid part behind his zipper begged to differ.
Why did she show up? These weren’t her roaming parts of the country.
“Too bad about your car, but we don’t drive like that in these parts,” he snapped. “If you were watching the road you would have seen me coming.” He wasn’t sure why he was so angry. Neither was hurt, except he sure did feel an ache building in the pit of his stomach. 
A stitch in his groin made him shift in his boots. He didn’t like how his body betrayed his mind, not one bit.
“I was watching the road, thank you! The sun reflected off your hunk of metal and blinded me!” Her fists plopped onto her hips as her chin came up in a defiant angle.
Her attitude and searing tone was lost on him. There was no way he’d let her get a rise…in his mood or his jeans. She couldn’t slip back into town and act like everyone would cater to her, especially not him. “My hunk of metal? Maybe you need to learn how to drive a fancy car on a gravel road. You’re lucky you didn’t kill yourself, and me.” He marched back toward his bike, ready to hop on and hit the pavement. “By the way, why choose something like a luxury car out here on these back roads? I guess you have a reputation to withhold, but the closest neighbor is ten miles up and they wouldn’t care about your celebrity status anyway.” He shook his head in frustration.
“Then what’s your excuse for the expensive ride? Aren’t you a little too old to have a toy?” She was right on his heels.
He stopped and turned. “This is a vintage Harley.”
“Oh, did I offend your toy’s feelings? Or did I hit upon the truth?”
He glared at her. “What are you doing here, April? Last I knew, no one died.”
Her lips thinned and her green eyes glinted murder. “What are you? Visitor patrol? Get off my ass.” She turned and stomped toward her car. 
“I’d slow down if I were you,” he yelled across the lane.
Once her cowboy boots hit the muddy grass, her feet went opposite directions. With flapping arms and a loud squeal, she attempted to gain control of her footing, but it wasn’t happening. She fell to her bottom and slid down the slippery slope. 
He hurried back to the ditch and stared down at her red face. Once he realized she was okay, he said, “Let me help.” He held out a hand.
Her icy glare could have frozen lava. “Get away from me!”
“Fine.” Stepping back, he watched her stand up, slowly. She finally made it to the driver’s side and reached in, pulling out a purse. He half wondered if she planned to smack him over the head with it until she dug deep, searching and finally pulled out a cell phone. She fiddled with the device as her jaw tightened. “Oh no. This can’t be possible.” She held the phone high above her head, twisted it in several different angles and then carefully made her way back up the ditch. “How is this possible? We’re living in modern times. Every nook and cranny of this entire world should have service.”
“Welcome to the backwoods of Texas, darlin’,” he growled. 

At an early, Rhonda fell in love with romance novels, knowing one day she’d write her own love story. Life took a short detour, but when the story ideas would no longer be contained, she decided to dive in and write. Her first rough draft was on a dirty napkin she found buried in her car. Eventually, she ran out of napkins. With baby on one hip and laptop on the other, she made a dream into reality—one word at a time.
Her specialty is men who love to get their hands dirty and women who are smart, strong and flawed. She loves writing about the everyday hero.

When Rhonda isn't crafting sizzling manuscripts, you will find her busy editing novels, blogging, juggling kids and animals (too many to name), dreaming of a beach house and keeping romance alive. Oh, and drinking lots of coffee.

One Paperback Copy of Second Ride Cowboy (Book 2) (U.S. Only)
Three Ebook copies Second Song Cowboys 
One Ebook copy of Second Burn Cowboy (Book 6, Second Chance) Releasing July 2014 
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Other Books In The Series 
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Second Chance Cowboy 

Second Ride Cowboy 

Second Round Cowboy 

Second Dance Cowboy 

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