Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Discover Jaydyn Chelcee's Wild

Thank you so much for having me and my book as your guest today.

Wild is book six in the Montana Men Series. It’s a contemporary western romance with a dash of murder and mystery. Secret Cravings Publishing is the publisher, a great house to be signed on with. I’m currently working on Darkest Angel, book two in the Angels of Deadwood Gulch Series.

Book Description:

A wild gamble…uneven odds…an assassin’s bullet…

She’d do anything ―The only witness to the first lady’s assassination; Jayla Ross is the next target. She flees to Montana to the one man she knows can keep her safe, and save the life of her unborn child―except, she’s the last person he’d ever agree to help…  

He’d risk everything ―Wild Remington spent five years in prison because of Jayla’s lies, and now, with a bullet in her shoulder, she’s asking him for help―right in time to be trapped in the wilds of Montana in the middle of a blizzard…  

Jayla and Wild―two people who have nothing left to lose and perhaps everything to gain…

Teaser Excerpt:

Studying the site for a moment, his chest rose and fell with ragged breaths. If he ever got his hands on the person who shot her, he’d break his neck. His gaze slowly reached hers. “What the hell have you gotten yourself into? What are you dragging me into?”
“You don’t wanna know.”
“Yeah, well if I’m all that stands between you and whoever put that bullet in you, a little honesty about now might come in handy. Is there anything else going on with you I need to know?” He clenched his fists. A jagged hole the size of his thumb tips oozed thick, yellowish fluid down her breast. At least four centimeters around the wound looked red and swollen. “Hell, I thought you said you were shot in the shoulder. On your breast isn’t your shoulder, damn it.”
“It’s in the shoulder proximity. What was I supposed to say, I’ve been booby shot?”
Hell, what was wrong with him? He knew she was wounded, but he’d been distracted by other things, he hadn’t paid enough attention to her injury. Why the hell hadn’t he noticed how awful it looked? Maybe because his attention had been focused on her cleavage and not her shoulder/booby area?
No. He hadn’t even noticed it when she took off her sweater, and he sure hadn’t been distracted by cleavage then. So why hadn’t he seen the ugly discoloration? He frowned trying to recall. She’d held the pullover in front of her blocking the sight of it.
Well, he was looking now, and not at the sexy dip between her breasts, but at the wound, and it looked nasty. “How long—?”
“Three days. Don’t look so stricken, Wild, it isn’t your fault I got shot.”
“It’s my fault I haven’t taken better care of you.” His lips tightened. “Jesus Christ! Why didn’t you get help?”
“I am getting help. You’re the best medicine a lady can ask for.”
Wild brushed off her statement. She had to be feverish. She didn’t know what she was saying. “I’ll see if I can rustle up some antibiotics. You need ‘em. I’ll treat your wound, but get this straight, you aren’t going to kiss me again, and I’m not going to kiss you, period…and for Christ’s sake, I might be somebody’s poison, but I’m nobody’s best medicine.”

 About the Author

Jaydyn Chelcee is a native of Oklahoma. She’s traveled extensively in the western half of the United States where she searched for settings for her novels. One of her favorite sites in her contemporary western romances is Montana. She’s the author of the best selling Montana Men Series.
In the Arms of Danger, No Holds Barred, and Too Hot to Handle/Too Close to the Fire are available in multi-formats at Secret Cravings Publishing and Amazon.com

Coming soon from Secret Cravings publishing: Playing for Keeps, book four of the Montana Men Series.
Available now from Secret Cravings Publishing: Extended release of Witch’s Brew, Witch’s Heart, Witch’s Moon, Witch’s Magic, and Witch’s Fire, of the Winslow Witches of Salem Series written under Tabitha Shay.

All releases available at Amazon.com

1 comment:

Tabitha Shay said...

I so appreciate you having me here today....Hugs...


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