By Caroline Clemmons
Excitement is building… Fall is here! That means we’re gearing up for cooler weather and the holidays. I’m also excited because I have a book on sale. I love a bargain and hope you do, too.
Don’t you agree that being thrust through time would be spooky? If you went back in time, at least you’d have knowledge of history to get you through. Ah, but what if you were zapped ahead?
In that case, everything would be new and unfamiliar. Some buildings might remain from your time, but even those likely would be altered. Houses would have different residents.
That’s what happened to Penelope “Penny” Terry in the book TEXAS LIGHTNING, Texas Time Travel Series Book 1. The feisty redheaded rancher is running from rustlers when a lightning strike spooks her horse. Penny is thrown and rolls into a borrow ditch before she’s knocked unconscious. When she comes to, she’s soaking wet and must walk through the rain to her home.
As the headline indicates, TEXAS LIGHTNING is on sale for only 99¢ from Saturday, October 9 through Thursday, October 14th. Don't miss this chance to snap up this book at a bargain price. Of course, it's always free in Kindle Unlimited. You can also purchase it in print.
Here’s the description:
How can two people from different eras own the
same ranch?
Penelope Jane Terry knows everything
about ranching in spite of being a lone woman. She is determined to send to
jail the rustlers who believe they can steal what is hers… until she is caught
spying on their dirty works and must ride for her life. What Penny doesn’t
count on is being hurtled almost 125 years into the future.
Jake Knight believes the attractive
woman who stumbled into his home one rainy evening either has amnesia or is
certifiably insane. Unless, that is, she is in league with whoever is trying to
drive him out of business. Someone is trying to force him to sell his ranch by
staging a string of damaging incidents. Jake’s been kept so busy making repairs
that he can’t run his ranch. Even if he were stupid enough to wish to sell, the
ranch is so firmly entailed that no one can break the conditions.
Jake gradually learns Penny is who she
claims, no matter that time travel is supposed to be impossible. They’re locked
into a clash that only one of them can win. If an outsider weren’t trying to
kill Jake as well as bankrupt him, perhaps he and Penny might be able to reach
an agreement. But, there is also that treasure….
Find TEXAS LIGHTNING for sale on Amazon at https://www.amazon.com/Texas-Lightning-Time-Travel-Book-ebook/dp/B07B6R1K44
Enjoy an excerpt:
She should have gone around to the back door, but she couldn’t walk another step. Weariness and sore muscles overwhelmed her and she wanted nothing more than to shuck out of her wet things and lie in her nice bed—if she could summon the energy to walk upstairs. She heard footsteps approaching and raised one foot. Eyes closed, she leaned back against the stairs.
“Had me a passel of trouble, Jake. Help me get these danged boots
off, would you? Then I’ll tell you all about it.” A dog’s cold nose pressed
against her cheek. She jumped and pushed her hair out of her eyes. A black and
white dog stared at her. “Who are you?”
“His name’s
Rascal.” An unfamiliar baritone said, “He’s mine.”
She looked
up.
Whoa! The man who faced her wasn’t Jake. In spite of her wariness,
her mouth dropped open in awe. Instead of her arthritic middle-aged cook, this
man was young and tall and definitely fit. And handsome. Unbelievably,
mesmerizingly handsome.
He might be as comely as a fairy tale prince, but the regal
disapproval on his face appeared anything but friendly.
Energized by fear, she jumped to her feet and grabbed her rifle.
“Who the heck are you?”
He crossed his arms and ignored the Winchester pointed at his
middle. His dark hair glistened in light that seemed too bright. Dark blue eyes
had tiny creases at the corners, as if he laughed a lot.
He sure wasn’t laughing now.
“I might ask you the same question. And what are you doing tracking
in mud and dripping water all over my foyer?”
“Your foyer? This is my house, and it’s been my house since
my daddy and I built it six years ago. Don’t you think for one minute I’ll let
you steal my home.”
The dog growled, the fur of
his ruff bristling.
The man snapped his fingers. “Quiet, Rascal.”
Who was this man? He didn’t look the type but maybe he was one of
the men stealing her cattle. Could he and his dog have been waiting for her?
She gripped the rifle with all her strength. Why hadn’t Jake shown up to help
her?
Oh, no, had they killed Jake?
He glared at her. “Lady, I don’t know who you are, but this is my
house, get it? I grew up here. My daddy grew up here. My granddaddy grew up
here.”
Penny’s knees trembled, but she fought fear to appear strong.
“Don’t try and trick me. The Double T ranch was started by my granddaddy in
1836. No con man is going to steal it from the Terry family, and you can take
that to the bank.”
“The Terry family hasn’t owned this since Penelope Terry died in
1896. Knights have owned it since then.” He threw up his hands. “Hell, why am I
arguing with a crazy woman?”
“Crazy?” She was about to light into him when the first part of
his statement hit her. “Hey, what do you mean, I died? I’m as alive as you,
whoever you are.”
“What the hell are you talking about? I see you’re alive. I said
Penelope Terry died. Are you hard of hearing as well as nuts?”
Increasing fear spiraled inside Penny, knotting her stomach. How
could this man think her dead? What kind of trick was he working? Had she been
conked out long enough that Jake sent men out to look for her and they decided
she’d died?
Forcing herself to appear calm when she shook inside, Penny stood erect. “I’m Penelope Jane Terry and you can see I’m very much alive…”
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