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Flashback: Once Upon a Legend
Saturday, May 29th, 2010

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for a free signed copy of this book!

Ignore the puke green cover! This book is funny and hot! And one of my favorite collaborations. Along with my sister, Myla Jackson, and our very good friend, Layla Chase, we dreamed up a trio of tales set in the Wild Wild West with heroines who had unusual occupations. This was the follow-up book to Wild, Wild Women of the West I. Enjoy the excerpt! My heroine writes dime novels about larger-than-life western heroes, but this is her first time out of Chicago and she’s just discovered that a story she wrote is coming true.

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“…Sisters Devlin and Jackson team up with Chase to create sizzling stories of delicious, daring men and even wilder women. Make sure you’ve got time to kill, because once you start you’ll want to read this collection in one sitting.”
4 ½ Stars, RT BOOKreviews on WILD, WILD WOMEN OF THE WEST II

These women like their horses fast and their men hard. And they always know how to get what they want…

When Prudence Vogel finally meets Jake White Eagle, she discovers he really is the tall, handsome hero of her novel. And his dark sensuality and raw masculinity make her eager to explore every intimate inch of his beautiful body…

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A quick darting glance around the edge of the window and Prudence spied her target. The gunslinger had his back to her and was talking to a large man who tucked his wrinkled shirt inside his pants and hitched up his yellow suspenders.

When they moved toward the door, she quickly drew back and straightened the hem of her neat, gray-striped jacket. She’d settled on a staid, professional outfit. No use in trying too hard to win an appreciative glance.

She’d only look desperate.

In her hand, she held a copy of her novel. Not the precious dog-eared copy that had been the first to roll off Beadle’s printing press.

This was a fresh copy. She intended to give it to him along with the warning that, however unlikely it sounded, the events within its pages were coming true.

She wouldn’t mention she was the novelist. That would be far too embarrassing. After reading it, he might guess correctly at her infatuation.

Oh, why had she extolled his beauty and gone on and on about the strength in his taut, leanly muscled body? He’d wonder how an innocent maiden lady would know about any fires that heated the loins of the heroine at just the sight of his manly physique.

Never mind he’d figure that out quickly if she couldn’t remember how to breathe. She was about to get her first clear view of that impressive body and handsome face, and her insides trembled like jelly.

The door opened and the burly man with the yellow suspenders stepped onto the planked walkway, wincing at the sunlight. “Dammit, Jake. A man could go blind this time a day.”

“Quit grousing, Caleb. Next time watch who you pick a fight with when you’re drunk.”

“Who’d a guessed that little pipsqueak had fists like a hammer.” He rubbed his swollen jaw. “Must a caught me by surprise.”

“I saw the whole thing,” Jake said flatly. “You swayed right into his fist.”

Caleb winked. “Must have felt sorry for him.”

“Whatever makes you feel better. Now get along.”

“Sure have lost your sense of humor since you pinned on that star.”

Prudence’s eyes widened, and her gaze fell to the shining silver badge on Jake’s chest. In her story, he’d been newly elected to the position.

Caleb’s glance passed over her, then paused. He grimaced as he reached to tip his nonexistent hat. “Howdy, ma’am.”

Prudence nodded absently, but kept her gaze on the hard-eyed man standing with his arms folded over his chest at the doorway. Her heart fluttered like a butterfly’s wings, and her palms grew moist. Gazing at last into his face, her breath caught.

She hadn’t begun to do the man justice. Feeling a little light-headed, and more than a little intimidated by his male perfection, she looked her fill—just so that she could recount this moment later.

But how would she ever capture his masculine, sensual essence?

Standing hatless, his eyes squinting slightly against the bright sunlight, he took her breath away. His thick hair was a dark and shiny as a crow’s feathers. Tied back, it only accented the sharp edges of his face, scraped clean of any softness by years of living in the outdoors. His cheekbones were equally sharp-edged and set high, his eyes black and brooding, his lips a firm, straight line.

While his features marked him as Indian, his skin color was tanned and olive, a testament to his mixed heritage along with his unusual height.

Gradually, she realized she’d stared too long. The remoteness of his expression chilled her. She didn’t dare drop her glance below his square jaw, although she was tempted beyond common decency to do just that. Instead, she lifted her chin and returned his hard glare.

His mouth slid into a small, mirthless smile, and his glance fell first, skimming over her frame, resting a moment on the slight curve of her breasts before quickly dropping down her length and rising again to meet her widening gaze. She hadn’t missed the insult in that slow perusal, and her back stiffened.

Determined not to be the only one discomfited, she gave him a slow, assessing look that trailed down his broad chest.

However, the insult she intended to return fell away as she quickly forgot why she’d engaged in the challenge.

The black vest he wore over a pale pin-striped shirt lovingly followed his shape, emphasizing the broad chest and narrow waist and hips. Her breath grew ragged as she paused over the juncture of his thighs, noting the large bulge that started beneath the placket of his dark pants and trailed down the right leg of his trousers.

Her gaze snapped back up to his.

One dark brow arched. “Is there something I can do for you, ma’am?” he drawled.

Prudence gulped. Something he could do? Kiss her breathless? Strip her naked? His glance had already accomplished both.

Thank goodness she had some experience in the carnal delights, or she’d be entirely overwhelmed by his…maleness.

Barely suppressing the urge to fan herself, she stepped inside his office and thrust out the hand holding her novel.

His brows knit in confused irritation. “Thank you, but I’m not one to read that sort of story.” His thumbs slid into the front pockets of his dark trousers, his long fingers bracketing his impressive sex.

He was unnerving her, drawing her attention to the part of him she most wished she could explore—and the bastard knew it! Feeling flustered and angry because he’d managed to turn her curiosity against her, she huffed a breath. “You’re in it,” she blurted, holding the novel higher.

He hesitated, his frown deepening. “All right, I’ll have a look. Later.” He lifted one hand, sliding it slowly over the outside of hers before tugging the novel from her numb fingertips and dropping it on the desk behind him.

As she let her hand drop to her side, her skin still tingled from the contact. So much so, she cupped her hand against her trembling stomach. “Everything in that book is coming true,” she paused, and cleared her throat as his expression sharpened. “I know I sound a little…touched, but I felt I had to warn you.”

“I’m pleased you sought me out, whatever the reason,” he said, with that low growling rumble that passed for a voice. He stepped closer, reaching beyond her to close the door, his knees nudging hers through her skirts.

Her heart skipped a beat. Had he intended to do that?

“Is there anything else I can help you with, ma’am?” he asked silkily, not moving away, but giving her a look that melted her insides like butter on a griddle.

Although propriety demanded it, Prudence didn’t want to step back. The contact of his hard thigh, sliding along the inside of hers was too…decadent. Her knees shook, and she clamped them shut, trapping his thigh between hers. A little whimper tore from her throat as her cheeks flooded with heat.

His snort, soft and masculine, accompanied a tightening of his features. Suddenly, he seemed truly dangerous. Wholly male.

Close enough now his breath brushed her lips, a ragged sigh slipped from her. She closed her eyes. This was Jake after all.

“Damn,” he whispered, and then his lips smoothed over hers. The kiss was sweet, but not nearly enough to quench the riot of feelings swelling inside her.

She murmured and leaned closer, letting her aching breasts brush his chest.

His hands settled at her waist, then began to roam, gliding up along the sides of her breasts then downward to curve around her bottom. At her startled gasp, his tongue stroked into her mouth.

Her thin, aching moan was muffled by his deepening kiss. Then his thigh rose between hers, surging deeper between her legs, pressing higher, until it grazed the moistening juncture.

Without thinking, she loosened her grip on his leg, and settled onto it, riding the hard, muscled thigh as it pressed upward to rub against her feminine folds until they heated with the friction, and liquid arousal seeped through her pantalettes.

He murmured against her mouth and gripped her bottom harder, rocking her back and forth on his thigh.

Slowly, Prudence lifted her hands to grasp his shoulders, sinking her fingernails into the sharp corners. Her mind reeled as she tasted coffee on his tongue and breathed in the soft scent of sage mixed with the tang of fading tobacco that clung to his skin. Her body tightened while blood rushed to swell her heated sex, and her inner walls clenched. His mouth lifted from hers, and she moaned a protest. Her eyelids fluttered open to meet his heavy-lidded gaze.

His nostrils flared. A muscle flexed along the side of his jaw, and then he blinked–and drew sharply away, his leg withdrawing. Once again, his hands gripped her waist to steady her as she swayed. “You’ve done your civic duty, ma’am. I’m much obliged.”

“Duty?” she whispered, trying to gather her scattered wits.

“Your warning.”

His words, rough as sandpaper, caused a delicious shiver. “Oh yes, my warning.” She shook herself, and added a bit of starch to her own raspy tone. “You’ll read it?”

“Every word,” he said, staring at her mouth.

“Quickly though,” she said, her breaths panting like an overheated kitten as she struggled for aplomb. “Tonight, there’ll be trouble at the saloon.”

His eyes narrowed; his head canted slightly. “Who are you?”

Her stomach lurched. She’d rutted against him like a cat in heat and they’d never really been introduced! “Prudence Vogel,” she croaked.

“Prudence?” His gaze skimmed her face. “Seems a fitting name.”

She wrinkled her nose. Meaning it’s plain, like me? Or was he mocking her after she’d all but begged him to take her—here in broad daylight in full view of anyone walking past his office. She wished again she were more like Katarina—more beautiful, more poised. Katarina wouldn’t be at a loss for words after the passion they’d shared.

His hands gripped her shoulders and turned her, and then he gave her bottom a slap.

She yelped and glared over her shoulder, the sensual haze that had held her tongue-tied lifting at her flare of anger. “What was that for?”

“So you’d know better than to stir up any trouble tonight. And stay away from the saloon.”

“I’m not going anywhere near the saloon! There’s going to be a shooting.”

One dark brow rose, his gaze hardened. “If there is, I’ll know exactly who’s responsible, won’t I?”

Prudence’s mouth gaped and heat flooded her cheeks, and she rounded on him. “You think I’m playing some sort of game?”

“I think you’re trouble. And I don’t abide anyone stirring up my town.”

27 comments to “Flashback: Once Upon a Legend”

  1. Natalie
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 10:30 am · Link

    Sounds good. Count me in.



  2. Charlote
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 10:44 am · Link

    This excerpt was a delicious tease! I definitely want to read more!!



  3. Heather Brewer
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 10:50 am · Link

    Sounds Good. I have the first one but I am still missing this one.

    I love your books.



  4. Leanne
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 10:56 am · Link

    These women like their horses fast and their men hard.

    Me 2!!!! Send this book my way! Love love love the story line.



  5. Valere
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 10:58 am · Link

    Ooooh, looks like my kind of books. I’m over the pond, but if I can be entered, please count me in.

    Thanks!!



  6. Pamk
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 11:26 am · Link

    I’ve not had the pleasure of reading this one but it sure sounds like anther great read from you and your sis. Never read the other lady.



  7. julie kiesow
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 11:32 am · Link

    wow another book I have to read :) I love your books Delilah, cannot get enough of them!



  8. Teresa W.
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 11:34 am · Link

    I want to read more!



  9. Fedora
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 11:40 am · Link

    Don’t include me–I’ve got this one on my keeper shelf, Delilah! Good luck, everyone!



  10. Delilah
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 12:00 pm · Link

    Valerie, if you win, I’ll ship it. I don’t discriminate against overseas readers!

    Looks like I won’t be going to Texas today after all. 5-year-old’s father asked to delay 2 weeks. Yay!



  11. heather
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 12:13 pm · Link

    OMG! I havent read this one yet.

    Its on my list for this summer.



  12. Delilah
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 12:13 pm · Link

    Fedora! If you win, we’ll find something you haven’t read yet.



  13. Brandy W
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 12:42 pm · Link

    I feel the urge to run upstairs and grab it to read. Yummy!

    Maybe I will after I get some other stuff done.



  14. Andrea I
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 12:57 pm · Link

    Another great book to add to my TBB list. I would love to win it.



  15. Jody F.
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 1:40 pm · Link

    Wow! Those two are smokin’ hot together. I’d love to see how much hotter things get.



  16. Natalie F
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 1:49 pm · Link

    This will be a perfect summer read.



  17. Estella
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 2:19 pm · Link

    I haven’t read this one!



  18. Mitzi H.
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 2:57 pm · Link

    I’ve got this book and it’s awesome!!! Love your books.



  19. Anna Shah Hoque
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 3:21 pm · Link

    Oh this sounds wicked! Please count me in for the giveaway! Thanks.



  20. Sue Brandes
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 3:47 pm · Link

    Awesome read. Thank you!



  21. Jane
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 5:25 pm · Link

    Loved the excerpt. Thanks for the giveaway.



  22. Brandy W
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 8:33 pm · Link

    Just finished reading your story Delilah. Love it. Oh to have a yummy sheriff like Jake of my own.



  23. savonna
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 9:09 pm · Link

    A contest on my birthday!!! I’m so excited!! I love the excerpt and have put it on my list of books to read!!



  24. Rasha
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      · May 29th, 2010 at 9:44 pm · Link

    Been eyeing this book lately. Great expert DD



  25. debra pugh
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      · May 30th, 2010 at 12:34 am · Link

    I want this one too!



  26. Delilah
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      · May 30th, 2010 at 9:48 am · Link

    Thanks to everyone who dropped by! Be sure to check out today’s posting for the name of the winner!!



  27. Kim Smith
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      · June 2nd, 2010 at 10:48 am · Link

    Yes please, more please!