BOOK INFORMATION
Her Lucky
Cowboy
Montana Men # 3
Montana Men # 3
By: Jennifer Ryan
Releasing August 25, 2015
Avon
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BOOK SUMMARY
Champion
rodeo rider Dane Bowden is eight seconds from winning under the Vegas lights,
one last hurrah before reluctantly returning to his family's Montana ranch. But
his bull has other plans. When Dane wakes up, he's sure he's died and gone to
heaven . . . because the doctor who comes to his aid is the same girl who saved
his life and disappeared years ago.
Bell would
do anything for Dane. He's the fantasy that always kept her going. A child
genius hidden away by her family, Bell was the secret no one talked about, the
girl no one wanted. Despite finding success as a young surgeon, she's still the
awkward girl who's never had a boyfriend. So why does Dane, a notorious playboy
and sizzling-hot cowboy, insist on taking her on a real date?
Bell
is the only woman in Dane's heart. When a rodeo rivalry turns deadly, it's his
turn to save Bell's life—because he sure as hell won't lose his guardian angel
again.
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EXCERPT
Dane was flying.
One
moment he was riding his horse across the far reaches of his family’s land, the
next his horse reared up and kicked his massive hooves in the air, spooked by
some unseen threat. Dane let loose the reins and fell sideways, hoping the
horse didn’t trample him. Dane’s left foot hit the ground first, his ankle twisting
painfully as his body slammed into the packed dirt and weeds. His shoulder hit
next, breaking most of his upper body’s fall, but his head smashed into a
jagged rock. Pain exploded through his head.
Hombre
galloped away. Alone now, Dane rolled and lay flat on his back, staring up at
the canopy of tree branches overhead. The sound of the rushing river next to
him added to the thrashing heartbeat in his ears. He rubbed his hands over his
eyes, hoping that cleared his spotty double vision. His left hand came away wet
and sticky with blood from the gash swelling on his head.
He
closed his eyes tight, his hands falling limp on his stomach. When he opened
them moments later, he stared into a pair of dazzling blue eyes. The young
girl’s dark hair hung down, covering most of her pale face as she stared at
him. The most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.
“Are
you okay?”
Such
a soft, sweet voice. Where had she come from? No one lived out here. He liked
the peace and quiet. The solitude.
“I
must be dead. You’re an angel.”
Those
ethereal eyes went wide with surprise. “Trust me, I’m no angel.” She filled
those soft words with as much shock and disbelief as showed on her pretty face.
Calling
her a liar probably wouldn’t make her like him.
She
crouched, opened her hand, and set a long blue feather on his chest before
touching her fingers to his aching head. The sting made him hiss in pain.
Definitely not dead. Which meant she was real. Despite his prone body and
inability to think clearly, one thing came through loud and clear. He wanted to
know this girl.
“I
need to stop this bleeding.”
He
must have torn his T-shirt when he hit the ground. She ripped a piece free,
walked to the edge of the river, and dipped it in the icy water. His vision
blurred. He closed his eyes and moaned when she pressed the cold cloth to his
head.
“There
now. You’ll be okay.”
At
fifteen, the last thing he wanted to do was ask for help, but his head swam and
his ankle throbbed in time to his heart and the headache pounding in his head.
No way he’d get home on his own. “My ankle hurts. Please, you have to get my
dad. Find one of my brothers.”
Her
soft hand settled on his chest over his heart. “You’ll be okay.” She snatched
it back, like touching him burned her. He missed the sweet contact.
She
reached for his foot and carefully pulled off his boot. He tried to bite back
the groan, but it burst from his tight lips when the pain shot up his leg. Not
cool to look like a wuss in front of a pretty girl, but with his head busted
open, he was in bad shape.
She
ripped his shirt again and used the long strip to bind his ankle. It actually
felt better.
She
sat beside him, her hands clenched in her lap. “I shouldn’t be here. I
shouldn’t have touched you. I’m sorry.”
He
didn’t understand her distress. He tried to sit up and comfort her, but he fell
back to the ground, his eyes closing as blackness swamped his dizzy mind.
CAT'S REVIEW
Once again, Ms. Ryan has proven to me that she is one of my favorite authors! "Her Lucky Cowboy" is such a romantic read - I swooned! :) Dane is WOW! He's a rodeo guy that is a ladies' man but when he meets Bell - all that changes. Bell grew up not being wanted and lived a very isolated life. Both characters worked their way into my heart and never left. Dane was terrific with Bell - him being so outgoing and her not so much, due to her upbringing. They were the perfect match for each other. As for the storyline, this book is busy! There's a lot to the plot line and it never stops. Through it all, Dane and Bell grow and it's so enjoyable to see them do so. If you haven't had a chance to read a story by Ms. Ryan, I would highly recommend doing so. (received copy from Edelweiss for honest review)
★★★★★
AUTHOR INFO
Jennifer Ryan is the New York Times
& USA Today bestselling author of The Hunted Series and The McBrides
Series. She writes romantic suspense and contemporary small-town romances
featuring strong men and equally resilient women. Her stories are filled with
love, family, friendship, and the happily-ever-after we all hope to find.
Jennifer lives in the San Francisco Bay
Area with her husband and three children. When she isn’t writing a book, she’s
reading one. Her obsession with both is often revealed in the state of her home
and in how late dinner is to the table. When she finally leaves those fictional
worlds, you’ll find her in the garden, playing in the dirt and daydreaming
about people who live only in her head, until she puts them on paper.
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