Karen Lopp on Day 14 of 20 Days of Authors

  Tell me, Alex, what was the best thing you enjoyed while back East? Alex: Hot water was brought to my room whenever I wanted. That was pure luxury. What was the worst part of being in Boston?Alex: Too many people. They were everywhere! All the time. What is your favorite thing about the West? Alex: The open spaces and few folks. What is the worst bit about living in the West?Alex: The lack of amenities for Effie. It’d be nice if there was an opera to take her too sometimes. What do you recommend that a cowboy do to get a girl? Alex: Kidnapping one worked out well for me. Just don’t get caught. What’s the one thing, besides Effie, that you can’t live without? Alex: That’d be two things. My horse and my Colt. Describe Effie in three words. Alex. Loveable, courageous, spirited.  Genre- Western Historical Romance Blurb: Boston heiress Effie Sheridan takes matters into her own hands when her fortune is being stolen. The last thing she expects is to be kidnapped by a gang of train robbers. Forced to pretend to be an outlaw's lover to stay alive, she questions her sanity when she is drawn to the gruff, yet charming bandit who risks everything to save her.

U.S. Deputy Alex Marshall is mad enough to spit nails when the beautiful, city-bred girl lands in his arms. Unable to abandon her to the cruelties of the gang, he searches for a way out of the responsibility. But her courage and sweet kisses begin to chip away at the bitterness inside his heart and he must choose between revenge on the gang that slaughtered everyone he loved or redemption for saving a woman he can never have.

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“Darlin’.” His voice no longer held any strength. “Stop. Just gather up the supplies and get to town. Ride like the devil.”“Hush, Alex. I won’t leave you here to bleed to death!”“Effie, please go.”“No!” She doubled her efforts and was rewarded with the sound of ripping material. She wrapped strips around his wounds and tied them as tight as she could. Blood still seeped through. Effie fought against the panic rising in her.Alex needed help. Not a whimpering idiot. Effie bit her lips to stop the trembling. “Can you stand?”“Go, Effie. Just give me the rifle so I can guard your back.” His hand wavered as he reached for the weapon.She hugged the gun to her breast and swallowed her dread. “I’ll stay here and die by your side if you don’t try. Is that what you want? Now get up, damn it!” Effie struggled to help Alex stand. He leaned against the tree and swore.“Can you walk?” Terror squeezed her lungs.He curved his lips into a crooked smile. “Get the horses.”Effie ran. Fear clawed at her throat. Reins tight in her fist, she jogged back to Alex. Not a drop of color remained in his face. And he swayed drunkenly. She raced to his side and guided his boot into the stirrup. “I can’t lift you.”Alex sucked in a wheezy breath and hauled himself into the saddle. He sagged over the horn and wove bloody fingers through the horse’s mane. “Get going.”She scrambled onto her horse, bent to grab the trailing reins of Alex’s mount, and kicked her horse into a trot.“Don’t you dare die on me, Alex Marshall. I need you.” 


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