A woman wanted for murder…
After shooting her abusive husband, Clara McGowen flees, leaving her home and family behind. Now she manages the daily routine of an outlaw gang, but secretly longs to be reunited with her loved ones. After the leader of the gang discovers her unique ability, he decides to use her to infiltrate the local bank, putting her at risk of being discovered by the law. As the danger increases, so does her attraction for the leader, forcing her to choose between a love that heals her battered heart or risking her freedom to regain her family? A man desperate to liberate his family…
Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.
He has the power she craves. She has the love he’s been missing.
What surprised you the most while writing this book?
How much fun it was to bring back all my previous characters. This is the third in the series. The second book takes place on a cattle drive away from the original gang so I didn’t get to visit them as much. The third book is right smack in the middle of the gang, even more than the first book. It’s all about some outlaw life.
Why did you pick the setting you used for your book?
It’s set in the same place as the first two, of course. But really, I picked it because I love that area. The Old West narrows me down already, but I’ve actually visited these areas of northern Wyoming and I love them.
What is the sexiest trait of your hero(s)?
He has a sexy smolder.
What scene did you have to cut but wish could have been included?
There’s a certain conversation Ace has in town with a very pivotal character that I can’t reveal outright, but it’s certainly one I wish could have been in the story. I think I’ll put it out later for funsies though.
Tropes get a bad name, but they’re often the biggest draw for readers. What tropes do you love to write and read?
I love enemies to lovers. It’s one of my favorites. The first book in this series is enemies to lovers. This one is more friends to lovers. Or an authority-type romance, since he’s the leader of the gang.
Which do you love to write best: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?
I love writing action. There’s always a big element of action in my stories. Love scenes are fun too, but I guess those are just another form of action in a sense. 🙂
Excerpt from Captivated by a Gunslinger
The elation in Ace’s voice tickled her ear. The feel of his hard body against hers as he spun her in a quick circle sent a new exciting heat through her. The warm hand on her back, fingers digging into her skin in a manner that pinched but felt just right.
Then his face was in hers. His smile was beaming.
“I knew you could do it,” he breathed.
Boy, he smelled good, and the sharp edges of his face looked even better up close. She loved the way his brow furrowed even when he was smiling. The smoldering look was alluring, and she leaned closer to it, savoring the way his mouth tilted up on one side, a sly smile that made him look cool and foxy.
“I didn’t do anything but walk into the bank,” she whispered. He took her bait as quick as she offered it.
He set her feet back on the ground, her back against the brick wall. “You checked everything out, didn’t you? That entire bank is stored up in that big beautiful brain.”
She’d expected his retort, but the kind words surprised her, nearly as much as him pressing his body up along hers. His hand was still locked into her back, but his other dipped below her ear to tilt her head up.
Then his lips touched hers, and her nerves buzzed to life. His mouth was hot and possessive, drinking the excitement from her body, and lending its own. Every ounce of anxiety she’d had about infiltrating the bank and getting away safely disappeared, letting the rush of Ace’s touch crash through her. She lifted up on her toes, pressing her lips harder into his.
Her hat shifted as his hand slid into the thick of her hair. His fingers on her back flexed and dipped to grab a handful of her rear. Her feet skittered against his, a jolt of both surprise and shock hitting her.
He growled her name against her lips, trailing his mouth down her jaw and throat. Her body was so hot and heaving that she thought she might lose her footing beneath her.
What on earth had come over Ace?
Ivy McAdams wants to be a cowgirl when she grows up.
She may reside on the beaches of Florida, but her heart lives in the wide open spaces of Wyoming. She grew up dreaming of horses, playing cowboys and indians on her grandfather’s farm, and curling up on the couch with him to watch westerns. Cowboys have been her heroes ever since.
Ivy loves the warm feelings and happily ever afters of a romance novel and has married her passions together to bring you historical western romance stories.
When not writing, she’s taking care of two beautiful girls and teaching them to adore books as much as she did growing up. She can’t wait until they’re big enough to dress in cowboy hats and ride horses with her.