Title: A Wylder Homecoming
Author: Evelyn Timidaiski
Genre: Western Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Book Blurb:
A destroyed career, a rundown ranch, and a beautiful horse whisperer, jumpstart Hayden Wilcoyt’s dream of capturing wild mustangs to create a new breed of horses. His job is doubly dangerous as someone uses gunfire to stop the work on the ranch. His relationship with Ginny, the woman he inherited with the ranch, is complicated. Can they work out their differences and build a dream together?
Native American, Ginny Hampton has secrets. A runaway at fourteen, she is befriended by Hayden’s great-grandfather. The tragedy of her pasts overshadows how she deals with people. She must overcome her past before she can pursue her attraction to Hayden. Misunderstandings and lack of trust threaten their budding relationship.
Excerpt:
Without warning, Trigger screamed, then reared. Hayden scrambled to stay on the bucking horse but failed. As he met the ground, pain flared in his chest and abdomen. Ginny's horse also reared but she kept her seat and quickly grabbed her rifle. A single shot sounded before he had time to recognize the danger. Hayden grabbed his belly and crawled into the low growing weeds for cover. He was pretty sure the bullet in his chest was a through and through but the wound in his gut was serious.
The voice of his team leader sounded in his ear. "Nighthawk, do you copy?"
A barrage of bullets lit the night sky. The volley let him know that he was nearly surrounded. "Copy, but down. Need assistance."
There was a pause before the voice spoke again. "Copy, Nighthawk. Be ready in five."
Hayden crawled deeper into the tall grass. A hand on his shoulder sent him into defense mode. Grabbing the hand, he twisted it behind the soldier's body and reached for his knife.
"What the hell are you doing? Let me go." Ginny's voice, sounding anxious and pissed all at the same time, called him back to the present.
It took a few seconds for him to grasp reality before he released her arm and let her go. Wiping his wrist across his forehead, he noticed the beheaded rattler a few feet from him. Trigger had nearly stepped on the snake.
Taking the canteen from her saddle, she handed it to him. “Are you alright?"
"Yeah," he said and lumbered to his feet.
She stood and brushed down her jeans giving him a wary glance as she did so. "Were you having a flashback?"
Hayden stood silently. What should he say? If he told her about his flashbacks, she might turn away from him. If he didn't tell her, he might accidentally hurt her if she came upon him at the wrong time. He decided on a pared down version of the truth.
"I suppose you could call it that. I get spooked sometimes and remember when I got shot. I took two bullets that ended my career that day." He stepped back from her, allowing them both some space. "Listen. If you find me like that again, don't touch me. If I'd been wearing my knife today, you'd be dead. I'm a trained killer and I don't want you to get hurt."
He waited for the fear to bloom in her eyes. When it didn’t, he took a closer look at her face. Instead of fear, he saw curiosity and concern. Silently he stood still, allowing her to look at him and see the killer inside.
After Ginny mounted her horse, she turned and looked down at him. "I'm not afraid of you and if you're waiting for me to run, you'll have a long wait. Now, if you're okay, let's circle the lake and head home."
Hayden found his hat and looked around for Trigger. "My horse seems to have deserted me. Are we going to ride double?"
"I told you Trigger's a gentleman. He might disappear while looking for the right clump of grass, but he'll come when called." She put her fingers in her mouth and let loose an ear-piercing whistle. Before she finished, he heard hooves coming around the bend. Momentarily, Trigger appeared but stopped about fifteen feet away. "He's still a little spooked. You'll have to gentle him before you get on him.
Hayden approached the horse cautiously and began rubbing him. Then, reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a couple of sugar cubes. The horse became putty in his hands. He mounted the horse and they headed for the lake.
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Author Biography:
Evelyn Timidaiski is a Golden Palm winner, Winter Rose finalist, and author of the new series Brandon’s Brigade. Her sense of adventure, deep rooted values, and love of romance enliven her fast-paced novels. Ms. Timidaiski lives with her Pomeranian, Chloe, in Mississippi, where she writes romantic suspense, contemporary, and fantasy. When she isn’t painting or taking nature photographs, you will find her at her computer, crafting her newest novel. She loves to hear from readers. You can visit her online at http://www.evelyntimidaiskiauthor.com/ or on Facebook.
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