Sunday, July 3, 2016

AAD Spotlight: Kim Turner

Kim Turner writes western historical romance, and discovered her passion of writing at the age of eight by writing poems, short stories and journals. Kim graduated from Clayton State University with a Bachelor's of Science in Nursing and holds a Master's Degree in Adult Education from Central Michigan University. Working as a registered nurse educator for over twenty-six years, she enjoys studying the medical treatments of the old west as well as keeping up with the latest western movies and television series. While she loves reading anything from highlanders to pirates, she claims to have an unquenchable thirst for the American Cowboy when choosing her reads. Kim lives south of Atlanta with her husband and calls her greatest accomplishment the birth of one daughter and the adoption of another from China-neither of which came easy. Kim is a member of Romance Writers of America and Georgia Romance Writers and calls her critique group from Southside Scribes the best thing that ever happened to her writing, that and a pretty wonderful group of beta readers. Kim's Motto: It's All About A Cowboy and the Woman He Loves.

My Debut Novel is Sawyer's Rose and it was released on March 18th 2016. It is the first in the series: The McCades of Cheyenne. It is a mail order bride clashes with Sheriff story with a lot of unusual twists along the way.
Tagline: Can a sheriff set on avenging his father's death find love with a mail-order-bride who has secrets of her own?
Book Blurb
Sheriff Sawyer McCade
As if he doesn't have enough to handle between running outlaws out of Cheyenne, keeping his brother's out of trouble and avenging his father's death, sheriff Sawyer McCade's meddling mother just dumped a mysterious mail-order-bride on his doorstep. One woman can be more trouble than a band of renegades and while this one has him all stirred up, he'd rather get to the bottom of the story she isn't telling.
Rose Parker
Rose Parker had it all. Until she discovers a web of danger and deceit that sends her running to Cheyenne, posing as a mail-order-bride. Escaping the evils of New York seems sensible until she meets the unsuspecting sheriff who didn't ask for her, has no intention of marrying her and won't rest until he uncovers her secret and sends her back home.

I am attending the welcome party and have a cowboy game.
I have a table at the debut.
I also am helping sponsor the breakfast.
I will have books for sale at the signing.
And I will have a lot of new swag giveaways like everyone else.

“I’m a lawman, remember, and I read people very well. I know when I'm only hearing part of a story.”
            Her blue eyes narrowed and that too-enticing flush lit her cheeks to a bright pink. She darted past him to look out across the ranch and then spoke. “I came here looking for a new life. Accepting a husband is a means to survival for any woman in the West. But getting here and finding out you didn’t send for me--” She swung around. “Well that’s certainly a relief. I thought I was going to step off the train in Cheyenne, be whisked to the judge and right into your bed. Frankly, that idea was rather frightening.”
            Was she trying to be funny? It wasn’t that the thought hadn’t crossed his mind. Bedding her would be more than interesting, but he didn't need a wife. Not right now.                        “Then why are you here?”
            “I wanted to see the West and find adventure like I told you. So why not start here? Did you read the papers I sent?” She shook her head realizing he hadn't. “I suppose your mother got those.”
            He supposed so, too.
            “I filled in my application." She took a deep breath, “and I realized I had led an incredibly normal life. An only child, raised by my father, schooled in the proper etiquette, sent to university and spoiled to the point I hadn't lived for myself. I am here to create a new life—my life. If you do not wish to marry, I will find my own way, which is probably best anyway.” She stared out across the horizon, blinking back tears.
            “You can’t stay here alone, not in Cheyenne. I’ll get your fare paid and send you home.”
            She snapped around and glared at him. “I will not be returning home, regardless of a marriage. You have no idea what I am capable of and I think that makes me somewhat of a--thorn in your side?" 
            Sawyer wasn't sure which was more annoying, her presence and will to stay or the thoughts she made him think. She wasn’t a thorn, but damned if he'd be able to sleep with her in the same house for any length of time.
            When all he did was nod, a knowing smile spread across her face. “Good.”
            As furious as he was, he couldn't take his eyes off the sway of her hips as she spun around and went inside. She couldn’t possibly think she would be staying in Cheyenne as an unescorted woman. Well, he had no intention of marrying her either and one way or the other he’d see her on a train back to New York if it was the last thing he did.

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