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Someone—or something—wants Kellen out of town . . .
Kellen Brand’s inheritance comes as a monumental shock—
a rundown farm she doesn’t want and one paroled Watcher all her own.
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Cowboy Watch
The Watchers Book 1
by Petie McCarty
Genre: Paranormal Small-Town Romantic Suspense
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The Watchers Series—
Fallen angels cast out of heaven by the archangel Michael for coercing
with Satan to gain control. Some of these turncoats—duped late in the game by
Satan’s lies—doubled back to seek redemption for their unwitting
betrayal. Offered parole in exchange for penance,
these Watchers are given the toughest bodyguard missions with little
leeway for success.
One last chance.
These are their stories . . .
Someone—or something—wants Kellen out of town . . .
Kellen Brand’s inheritance comes as a monumental shock—a rundown farm she
doesn’t want and one paroled Watcher all her own. Kellen’s
eccentric mother believed Watchers to be fallen angels seeking
penance by guarding individuals who had lost their way. Seriously? A Watcher?
Only her mother . . .
Since Kellen vows no sane woman would choose to live in
Riverside, she’s on a mission to dump the old farm fast and to the first buyer
who comes along. Unfortunately for her, the only buyer is a
resort developer, spurned by a townful of objectors and one handsome cowboy—her
neighbor, Luke Thornton. Luke must block Kellen’s farm sale or risk exposure of
his own family’s secrets. He can ill afford his immediate and compelling attraction
to his new neighbor.
Someone is watching Kellen, but not who she thinks. Someone
deadly and intent on scaring her out of town. Or worse. Luke has a
hellish choice to make—step in and rescue Kellen from her threats, or to
protect his family, stand by and watch . . .
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“Vera tells me she told you about the haunted cemetery,” Gerald called to her, as the front door jingled again.
“She did,” Kellen called back and placed a few candles in her basket.
“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you,” said a familiar voice from behind her.
If it was possible for a voice to leer, this one did. She slowly turned. “I don’t need any protection, Sheriff.”
Reilly maneuvered way too close for her liking and cornered her between the last two rows of shelves. “You never know what to expect here in West Virginia, right?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, and his rat eyes glittered like two black aggies.
A wave of apprehension chilled her skin. The evil eyes of the mean boy who threw dirt clods had changed to the leering eyes of a much larger and quite fearsome man. The mean boy was now the sheriff. If he threw dirt clods, who would she call?
He edged closer.
She stepped back and bumped into the last row of shelves. She felt just like the jackrabbit her dog once cornered in the barn.
“I can look out for you while you’re here, Kellen. Special-like.”
The way he said her name sent a shiver down her spine. She could feel the lower shelf jabbing into the back of her calves.
He took one more step. His sour breath invaded her space and she wanted to gag. Like David, she let this man get to her.
“Real special.”
She could hear Gerald talking to a customer. No help there.
Reilly reached a hand toward her face, and a fist snagged the sheriff’s wrist.
“She doesn’t need any protection,” a deep voice growled. “She has plenty.”
Luke Thornton had an iron grip on Reilly’s wrist, his knuckles white with the effort. Reilly tried to glare him into submission, but the steel-like glint in Thornton’s eyes forced the sheriff to blink. Thornton tossed off the wrist but stood his ground, edging a shoulder between Kellen and her assailant. For a brief instant, Kellen forgot how maddening Thornton was. She wanted to grab him and kiss him for saving her from the foul-breathed sheriff.
“Watch yourself, Thornton,” Reilly growled. “I run this county.”
“Not all of it, you don’t.”
Kellen took deep breaths to slow her racing heart. She blinked, and the sheriff was gone. Luke stood so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body, and that certainly didn’t quiet her pulse. She stared into his dark-chocolate eyes and held on to the breath she’d been so desperate to suck down only moments before.
“Are you all right?”
Was that worry in his eyes? For her? Oh, good heavens—she was still staring. He was asking her something. What was it? Oh yeah, was she all right?
She nodded.
Words were too much at the moment. Too many emotions. Panic at Reilly accosting her again after all these years and then discovering her knight in shining armor. Luke’s focused gaze had her heart fluttering and from more than fear. She couldn’t manage to release the air in her lungs.
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Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt
Disney World—”The Most Magical
Place on Earth”—where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by
day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her
new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said good-bye to
her “day” job to write her stories full-time.
These days Petie spends her time writing new Cinderella
series tales, her new The Watchers series, sequels to her regency
time-travel series, Lords in Time, and more contemporary romance standalones to
go along with her two previous releases—Any Fin For Love and Ambush
in the Everglades.
Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee
with her horticulturist husband and an opinionated Nanday conure named Sassy
who will make a cameo appearance in the upcoming Book 2 of The Watchers series,
Christmas Watch.
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Gayle Leeson is a pseudonym for Gayle Trent, an author living in Virginia with a beautiful family and quite a few pets. I have also written as Amanda Lee. As Gayle Trent, I wrote the Daphne Martin Cake Mystery series and the Myrtle Crumb Mystery series. As Amanda Lee, I wrote the Embroidery Mystery series. As Gayle Leeson, I have written and/or am writing the Down South Cafe mystery series, the Ghostly Fashionista mystery series, the Kinsey Falls women’s fiction series, the Movie Memorabilia mystery series. I also co-wrote some of the NYT best-selling Victoria Square series with Lorraine Bartlett. As G. Leeson, I write the Literatia portal fantasy series.
