It’s a party! There’s cyber-chocolate and bubbly. Help yourself.

I can’t believe the day has arrived. I’m so excited, and nervous. Today is the day I’ve dreamt about  for so long. My first novel release, OBSESSED BY WILDFIRE, is on the cyber-bookshelves at The Wild Rose Press.

I love everything about this story. The heroine, Isobel Trinidad is a strong, determine woman who won’t let any man stand in her way of making her dreams come true. Warner Keyson is  the state fire marshal who comes to Wayback, Texas to investigate a rash of fires. There is suspense, however the story really revolves around Isobel’s issue of not letting anyone close to her heart. Warner finds a way though, from the very moment they meet.

My publisher has rated OBSESSED BY WILDFIRE HOT!  Take a gander at Warner, maybe that’s why TWRP thought to rate it as such.  Anyway, I didn’t know I could write HOT. My editor thinks I could erotica.  LOL. My answer to her is a topic for another blog.

If you love a guy with a great sense of humor, pop over to The Wild Rose Press and for less than the cost of a cappuccino you can download OBSESSED BY WILDFIRE and read Isobel and Warner’s story.

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Here’s an excerpt:

The sight of the Yankee looming over her, his muscular forearms crossed across his broad chest, his jaw working, set Isobel back a step. She couldn’t see his eyes through his sunglasses, but she knew they were probably the same stormy blue she remembered from last night, challenging her.

“What do you want?”

“I have a few words to say to you.”

“Then say em’.”

“You’re really full of yourself, lady. If you’ll recall, I told you two things last night. First, I’m here on important business. And second, if you want more of what went on between us then you’re going to have to find me.”

“Then why did you call me?”

“I didn’t.”

Her eyes darted toward the restaurant behind him. A blue gingham curtain dropped back into place. Heat crawled up her neck. Damn. Just as she feared. The biggest gossips in the whole damn town were watching and talking about what happened between her and Warner last night at the Blue Bug and what was going on between them now. Mentally she scratched out Chicky’s name from her hit list and substituted Ray-Ray’s.

“When I called for the cab a man answered. I guess he was the dispatcher or owner. I didn’t know you worked for the cab company. I thought you worked for—” Warner’s lips sealed and he shifted his stance.

“You thought I worked for who?”

“I thought you had something to do with horses and the rodeo.”

“I do. I’m a barrel racer, and I am the cab company.”

“Oh. I see. Well, if you don’t feel comfortable servicing me, I guess I can go back inside and ask one of the locals for a ride. Maybe that Ray-Ray guy.”

She knew he used the word servicing to needle her. She’d be damn if he was going to get her riled in front of the whole damn town. “No. Mr. Warner. I have no problem servicing you. Let’s go.”

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If you’d like to read the entire story, and I hope you will, here is the link to The Wild Rose Press home page.

http://www.thewildrosepress.com/

And if you’d like to see a trailer for Obsessed BY Wildfire here is a link to that.

http://www.autumnjordon.com

For everyone commenting today, your name will be included in a drawing I’m holding at my own blog http://www.autumnjordonsnotes.blogspot.com/ The winner will be announced there on Feb 3, 2010. So please stop over.