New Release from Victoria Vane

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A COWBOY’S MIDNIGHT KISS: ROMANCING GRIFFIN STONE by VICTORIA VANE

She lost her drawl and traded her 501s for Roberto Cavalli, but she’s still a simple Carolina country girl at heart…
Cassidy Cantrell sacrificed her own dreams to become the wife of a world renowned heart surgeon. But eight years later, she knows it’s over. Divorced from the man of her mother’s dreams – Cass has to face up to the fact it’s time to move on. Looking to get away to a place where she can reclaim herself, she accepts an invitation to spend the holidays at a posh ski resort. But almost the minute Cassidy lands in Jackson Hole, she breaks a boot heel, sprains her ankle, and gets swept off her feet by a smoking-hot, blue-eyed Rancher.

He never could have imagined his soul mate walking into his life in stiletto heeled boots… Jilted by his fiancée a couple years ago, Wyoming rancher Griffin Stone splits his time between a family ranch and managing investment properties in the ski resort town of Jackson. But something is missing. After placing his own desires on hold to look after his military brother’s family, Griff longs for happiness of his own. But a rich, city girl from Florida who sprains her ankle after her heel breaks? He thinks he has the city girl all figured out, but the more he learns about her past, the more he believes she just might be the woman of his dreams.

EXCERPT

The drive from St. John’s Medical Center to the condo complex at the base of Snow King Mountain took less than ten minutes. Cassidy gazed up at the rugged peaks, carpeted in white and casting a great shadow over Jackson Town Square. “Wow. It really is gorgeous here. And the sky is so much bluer and clearer than back home. It’s almost always hazy in the Smokies.”

“You’re gonna love it here, Cass,” Liz said, “Even with the sprained ankle.”

Liz dropped Cassidy and Mandy at the front of the building. The condo unit was on the second floor and the twenty some steps were a bitch to manage on crutches even with Mandy’s help. Throwing the crutches over the guardrail with a curse, Cassidy grabbed the banister with both hands and tried unsuccessfully to hop up the steps.

“Can I help you, ma’am?” The rumbling baritone struck her senses like warm brandy and sourwood honey. Cassidy turned her head to face a pair of riveting blue eyes shaded by a wool Stetson hat.

“Thanks for the offer,” she replied. “But I’ll manage.” She gingerly shifted her weight onto her right foot with a gasp of pain. The next thing she knew both her feet were off the ground as he swept her up into his arms. “What are you doing?” she protested.

“Carrying you,” he replied.

“I don’t need to be carried!”

“If Griff wants to play Sir Galahad,” Mandy chimed, “you should just let him.”

“So you know this guy?” Cassidy asked Mandy over his broad shoulder.

“Yeah.” Mandy grinned. “He takes care of the place for us.”

“Oh. You could have told me,” Cassidy said, feeling embarrassed.

“Which apartment are you staying in?” he asked.

“Number? I don’t know. Mandy?” she called over her shoulder. “Which one are we in?”

“Two twelve. She’s staying with us, Griff,” Mandy answered.

“This really isn’t necessary,” Cassidy protested. “I can manage on the crutches now.”

“What crutches? The ones you threw over the rail?”

“They’re awkward as hell,” Cassidy grumbled. “But you really can put me down now.”

“I could at that,” he answered and kept walking. “But I’m more inclined to take you inside.”

“Are you always so autocratic?” she asked.

The cowboy flashed a dimpled grin that made her pulse skip a beat. “Usually only with my six-year-old nephew.”

Cassidy glowered. “Are you comparing me to a child?”

“If the shoe fits… He cocked a brow. “Speaking of which…” He glanced down at her single remaining stiletto-heeled boot. “You might want to reconsider your footwear.”

“I already threw the other one away,” Cassidy replied. “The damned heel broke off. That’s what landed me in the E.R. I paid a fortune for those boots too,” she lamented.

“Sweetheart, heels like that are only good for one thing…and it sure ain’t walkin’.”

This holiday novella releases on October 17 and will be On sale for $.99 until October 31

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Victoria Vane
Award-Winning Romance Novelist
VICTORIA VANE is an award-winning author of smart and sexy romance with works ranging from wild comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Her books have received more than twenty awards and nominations to include the 2014 RONE Award for Treacherous Temptations and Library Journal Best E-Book romance of 2012 for The Devil DeVere series. She lives the beautiful upstate of South Carolina with her husband, two sons, a little black dog, and an Arabian horse.
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VICTORIA VANE is an award-winning author of smart and sexy romance with works ranging from wild comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Her books have received more than twenty awards and nominations to include the 2014 RONE Award for Treacherous Temptations and Library Journal Best E-Book romance of 2012 for The Devil DeVere series. She lives the beautiful upstate of South Carolina with her husband, two sons, a little black dog, and an Arabian horse.

2 Responses

  1. Congratulations!

  2. Bronwen Evans

    Just bought it! Wow – loved the excerpt and love the boots aren’t made for… Wickedly good.