January 2016
On Sale: January 18, 2016
Featuring: Ty Morgan; Monica Brandt
ISBN: 1601834101 EAN: 9781601834102 Kindle: B00WPRBMGC e-Book Add to Wish List
Many readers by now are familiar with my transition from historical romance to
contermporary western romance a little over a year ago. In all of my books to
date, I have endeavored to put a whole new twist on the cowboy archetype. Wade
Knowlton, the hero of SLOW
HAND was a small town Montana lawyer and part time rancher. Dirk Knowlton,
Wade’s brother who is a former pro bull rider and injured vet is the hero of ROUGH RIDER. Reid Everett,
the hero of the third book, SHARP SHOOTIN’ COWBOY is a
former Marine scout sniper and Wyoming hunting guide. All of these stories are
set in Wyoming and Montana.
My hero Ty Morgan in HELL ON
HEELS and TWO TO
WRANGLE is a departure from my more traditional cowboys. Ty is a flawed
character. He’s a divorced playboy who loves woman—in single serving sizes. He
also has an alcohol problem that he’s mostly overcome. He’s got a smart
mouth and talks a lot of smack about his ex-wife, but deep down takes
responsibility for the failed marriage. He has countless “friends” but doesn’t
let anyone get too close, with the exception of Oklahoma billionaire, Tom
Brandt, his father’s business partner who took Ty under his wing after Ty’s
father’s tragic death. After following too closely in his father’s footsteps, Ty
leaves the world of professional rodeo to manage Tom’s Las Vegas hotel. The
Hotel means everything to Ty. It’s his family and his future but Ty knows its
days are numbered.
Excerpt #1
“You want anything from the bar, Mr. Brandt?”
“Nothing thanks,” Tom replied, looking her over with overt
appreciation. He might be getting up in years but he still admired a good
looking women as much as the next man.
“All right-y then,” she replied with another flash of white teeth.
“Be back in a jiff.”
Both men watched her ass sway as she walked away. She noticed,
caught Ty’s eye, and winked. His prick stirred to life. Hell, it was only a
wink. Was it that long since he'd been laid? Weeks probably, he
realized dismally. But he'd been so damned busy lately. He decided then and
there to add that to his agenda once this meeting was over. Hell, if things
turned out as he feared, he'd have to flag it as a number one priority—right
after getting shit-faced.
"I didn’t call sooner because I wanted to meet with my banker,
accountant, and lawyer before answering you," Tom replied at last, his perfectly
impassive expression giving nothing away.
"And?" Ty prompted.
"I’m sorry to say they all counseled me against it, Ty. The ROI is
piss-poor compared to what I'd make on the shale fields. You know how those bean
counters are."
Ty’s gaze darted to the bar where the waitress was flirting with a
brawny blond bartender. He really needed that bourbon.
Now.
"We both know the place is well past its heyday,” Tom continued. “It
hasn’t made a profit in the past decade. I hate to say it Ty, but my financial
advisors want me to pull out of the hotel altogether and put the money where
it'll grow—into hydraulic drilling and exploration.” Tom sat back with a
thoughtful look. “Ironic isn't? My granddaddy made a fortune wild-catting, lost
most of it in the depression, and now fracking the very same sites has made
mine."
The waitress returned with his drink, but this time Ty answered her
inviting smile with only a curt nod and a terse thanks. Pretty blondes, even
ones with nice racks and pert asses, were now the last thing on his
mind.
Tom’s decision to pull out was a blow he’d half-expected, but still
wasn’t completely prepared for. But with no wife or family, and nothing but old
scars, broken bones to his credit, the hotel and casino was all Ty had left. He
took a long drink, savoring the bourbon bite while struggling to collect his
scattered thoughts. After another fortifying swallow he set his glass on the
table. He still believed he could save the place and wasn’t about to give it up
without a fight.
Little does Ty know that his fight will be with Tom’s invest-banker daughter,
Monica Brandt. Monica has arrived in Vegas to take care of her father, which
also includes taking control of his assets. She is fiercely protective of Tom,
the only person who’s ever cared about her, and doesn’t trust Ty. Their story is
fast paced, loaded with conflict and sexy as sin!
Excerpt #2
“Alright, cowboy,” Monica said. “You want it straight? I'll give it
to you. You and I both know my father is a very wealthy man. He's also now
completely incapacitated. I have to wonder what really happened at this
meeting of yours? What caused his blood-pressure to skyrocket to the point of
stroking out in the parking lot?”
He towered over her flushed-faced. “You think I had
something to do with that?”
“I think the circumstances are highly suspicious. You'll
have to forgive me if I don't accept everything you say at face value.”
He took a breath, opened his mouth as if to speak, but then closed
it again. He jammed his hat back on his head and made to leave, but then turned
back with his hand on the door. “Look, Ms. Brandt. I gotta get something off my
chest right here and now.”
“And what's that?” Monica asked warily.
“I get that you trust me about as much as a rattlesnake dozing in
your boot. And part of me appreciates your suspicions 'cause you don't know me
from Adam, but what you need to understand is the man in that bed right
there,” he jerked his head toward Tom, “means every bit as much to me as he does
to you—probably even more, given that I've known him twice as long. Hell, he
practically raised me.”
“I’m sorry if my style is too direct for you, cowboy, but I'm only
acting in my father’s best interest.”
“I've got nothing to hide,” he said. “But if this is the way you’re
gonna go about things, you don’t know Tom at all. But given we both want what’s
best for Tom, you can consider me at your disposal.” He tipped his hat and
walked out.
She looked after him thinking disposal might be exactly the
right word.
Victoria Vane is a #1 bestselling award-winning author of smart and sexy
romance. Her works range from comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic
romance and have received over twenty awards and nominations including: a 2015
Red Carpet Finalist for Best Contemporary romance (Slow Hand), 2014
RONE Winner for Best Historical Post Medieval Romance (Treacherous
Temptations), and Library Journal Best Ebook Romance of 2012 (The
Devil DeVere series). Victoria also writes romantic historical fiction as Emery
Lee. She currently resides in Palm Coast, Florida with her husband, two sons, a
little black dog, and an Arabian horse.
PLACE YOUR BET... The Hotel Rodeo in Las Vegas has seen better
days, but managing partner Ty Morgan has come up with a way to return it to its
former glory. His plan looks promising until the unthinkable happens. Suddenly
Ty is working for the boss’s daughter. And Miss Monica Brandt, hot as she may
be, doesn’t share his vision
ROLL THE DICE... She left a
fabulous career and a frustrated fiancé in New York to move to Vegas and save
her father’s investment. But now Monica is locking horns with a sexy
cowboy-turned-businessman. What does Ty think he can do that she can’t? All
Monica knows is that she doesn’t dare trust him—or is it herself she doesn’t
trust...
AND WIN... The battle lines are drawn. The stakes are
high. And the attraction can’t be denied—especially the more closely Ty and
Monica have to work together. Some odds are just meant to be played, and with
chemistry this electric, it may be time to grab life by the horns…
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