Good Thursday morning! It’s almost the weekend, so take a breath, you’ve almost made it. First off today, if you have your print books through CreateSpace, well, start looking for them to show up on Walmart.com. It’s amazing to see my books showing up there. Another one of my writing goals met.
Now, on to my Throwback Thursday! Moonbeam and Roses was one of the first books I published and it made me ugly cry while I was writing it. This is one of the stories that pulled at my heart strings for more than a few reasons. I’ve received so many great responses for this book.
If you haven’t checked out Moonbeam and Roses, then I suggest grabbing a copy for the weekend. Here’s a little tidbit for you to savor:
As Wes came up behind her, she suddenly felt different. Her heart was fluttering wildly. It had to be the beauty of the night sky and the scent of the honeysuckle vines growing along the fence outside the barn. He put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it affectionately. “What’s on your mind? You have been unusually quiet tonight.” She turned and smiled up at him. “I guess my mind is on this beautiful night. The stars are so bright.” She leaned her head against his chest, thinking how nice it was to be here with him. She looked up into his dark eyes. He was devastatingly handsome, with his dark hair and rugged face, not to mention the black Stetson. He was definitely a cowboy to the bone.
Wes was also studying her face. She was a beautiful young woman. Her blonde hair was just past her shoulders. The moonlight reflected off it like moonbeams. She had hazel eyes so gentle; a man could drown in their depths. For the first time, he was focusing on her like a man for a woman, not just a friend. He looked deep into her eyes. Slowly he lowered his mouth to hers and gently kissed her lips, careful not to linger for fear of losing control. When he lifted his head, she was smiling. “That was nice, but what did I do to deserve that?”
He laughed and hugged her close. “That was for being my friend and listening to my problems. I need to talk to you. Let’s walk down to the house, I need a drink.” He took her hand and they walked to his house. What was up with him? Serious was not one of his common emotions. When they were settled on his couch with waters in hand, he turned to face her.
“I have some news.” He paused to take a drink before he continued. “I received a call last night regarding a job in Montana. It is a great opportunity for me. I will be training horses for a large ranch. They will supply me with a house and stables for my horses.” He watched for any emotion on her part. “Sara, I told them I would take the job. I will leave in two days.”
It’s funny how much my writing style has changed in the last four years. But this is still one of my favorites. https://www.amazon.com/Moonbeam-Roses-Stephanie-Hurt-ebook/dp/B008JGSORS
As always, good writing and May God Bless You…