I am SO thrilled to be a part of the tour for Racing Savannah by Miranda Kenneally.. Anyone who knows me in the slightest knows I am a HUGE fan of Miranda’s! I have an excerpt from Racing Savannah to share with y’all today!
He lives in the estate house, and she spends most of her time in the stables helping her father train horses. In fact, Savannah has always been much more comfortable around horses than boys. Especially boys like Jack Goodwin—cocky, popular and completely out of her league. She knows the rules: no mixing between the staff and the Goodwin family. But Jack has no such boundaries.
With her dream of becoming a horse jockey, Savannah isn’t exactly one to follow the rules either. She’s not going to let someone tell her a girl isn’t tough enough to race. Sure, it’s dangerous. Then again, so is dating Jack…
Let the goodness commence:
Excerpt from Racing Savannah
After the races, at twilight, I’m hanging out by the Greenbriar pasture, watching Star graze. He’s chomping on grass, not a care in the world. I unlock the fence and head into the pasture.
Star sees me, trots over, and invades my space, pushing against me.
“Nuh uh.” I get right back in his face, showing him who’s boss. I push him away, making him move several feet from me. Dad always says that horses have short memories and that I should never worry about hurting their feelings. They’ll always come back, because they want to feel safe, they want to feel taken care of.
So why doesn’t Star feel safe? What’s he scared of? With his bloodline, he should be an expert racer already. Instead he pan- icked and got a shitty start out of the gate.
I cluck my tongue and snap. “Star, c’mere.”
He looks up and walks over, keeping a bit of distance from me this time. I reach into my pocket and pull out a treat, rewarding him for showing me respect. As he eats from my hand, his breathing slows and a stillness settles over his body.
I start examining him, looking for injuries. Monitor his breathing. I rest my head against the withers and listen for his heartbeat. Sometimes, it’s almost like I can hear a horse’s voice. This one time, I could tell a mare was sick because she kept rubbing her head against mine and whinnying. Turns out she had an infection that could’ve made her go blind. And I caught it just in time.
“Why are you so skittish?”
I stand there with Star while he grazes and stare up at the sky, praying to Mom. Is she up there listening to me? I pray that even though Star did bad in his race today, I get the job.
All of a sudden, Star’s tail starts whipping around and his ears lay back. He’s nervous or angry.
“Hi,” Jack calls out, waving from outside the fence, his hounds running circles around him. Jack looks comfortable in a T-shirt, track pants, and a baseball cap turned around backward. A good outfit to curl up in on a Sunday night.
Star pins his ears. Does the horse not like Jack, or is it the three rambunctious dogs at his side? I’d hate to tell Jack that his horse doesn’t like him.
“Can we talk?” Jack asks.
Nodding, I pat Star’s neck and exit the pasture.
“You did really well today,” he says. The fresh smells of Jack’s cotton T-shirt and soap waft up to my nose, luring me into a trance. His eyes are bright sapphires under the moon.
“I’m sorry he didn’t win,” I say. “I can’t believe it, honestly.”
“Me neither. He did better in your warm-up than he did in the damned race.” Jack purses his lips and looks at the next pasture over, where mares are grazing with their young. “We should probably get the horses inside.”
Jack and I mount Appaloosa ponies and herd the horses toward the barns. A rush of happiness fills me when he gently coaxes a yearling into his stall. I love how he respects and takes care of his animals, and his fluid riding skills show he’s a true horseman. The stars glitter against the deep purple sky. It feels like it’s just me and Jack for miles and miles.
Much too soon, the horses are safe and cozy in their stalls, and I have no excuse to spend more time with him.
“Lock that gate,” he calls.
“Yes, sir.” I finish the chore and meet back up with Jack.
“Don’t call me sir.”
“Aren’t you the boss?” I tease.
He scratches the back of his neck, looking pained all of a sudden. “I’m probably gonna score a big fat F on this test.”
“Why do you say that? Everyone respects you.”
Gael told me a story about when Jack was fifteen and his father was out of town and couldn’t be reached, Gael was wrestling with whether to euthanize a prized gelding that broke his femur on the track. Jack made the call to put the suffering horse down.
“I don’t know who’d buy a horse I breed considering how bad Star’s turned out.”
“He’s a fast horse,” I reply. “He just has some growing up to do.”
“He should be better than this. He’s bred from the Man o’ War and Nasrullah lines.”
“He got a bad start out of the gate.”
“Star’s been gate-trained a couple times already.” We’re standing so close, I can count the freckles on his nose. See the flecks of gray in his blue eyes. “I love Star, but my father thinks I should sell him to recoup some of the cost. Cut my losses.”
“Please don’t sell Star,” I say quietly. “Crotchety as he is, I like him.”
“It’s a good thing I’m the boss right now ’cause I can’t sell him. I can’t fail on my first big stud fee deal. Nobody will respect me as an owner…Maybe your workouts with Star will get him in shape for the race at Keeneland next weekend.”
I move closer to Jack, getting in his space just like pushy Star. “Does this mean I got the exercise rider job?”
He steps closer, invading my space this time. “I think it’s pretty obvious you’ve got the job.”
“Yay!” I squeal and jump into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck. My heart swells at the trust Jack is putting in me. He clears his throat and I immediately let go, mortified. “I’m sorry.”
He gently pats my shoulder. “So we’ll see you tomorrow morning, then?”
“Stop calling me sir.” He laughs softly and gazes into my eyes, and it feels like everything stops. The wind stops rustling the grass. We both stop breathing. The only thing that keeps on are the twinkling stars.
Heat floods my body as he takes a step closer and gently pushes me against the white fence. “Hey,” he says. His fingertips graze my cheek. He stares at my lips, setting me on fire. Holy shit, what is happening!
I grab his shoulders to hold myself up, breathing hard, inhaling a mix of honeysuckle and soap. The fence scrapes against my back. What would Jack say if someone caught us here?
I push him away before anything happens.
“What’s wrong?” he murmurs, as if in a daze, locking his hands around my waist.
At the word no he jerks his hands away and holds them up. “Wow, you really don’t want to kiss me, eh?”
GAH! Doesn’t that just make you DIE for Racing Savannah? Miranda Kenneally can do no wrong.
What’d you think of the excerpt? Let me know in the comments :)
The paperback of The Diviners by Libba Bray is out! It has a new cover and just as much awesome :) I am a huge fan of Libba Bray’s (her Gemma Doyle trilogyThe Diviners by Libba Bray is easily one of my top 5 books (series?) ever), so I am excited to be celebrating the paperback’s release.
The Diviners by Libba Bray
Do you believe there are ghosts and demons and Diviners among us?
Evie O’Neill has been exiled from her boring old hometown and shipped off to the bustling streets of New York City–and she is pos-i-tute-ly ecstatic. It’s 1926, and New York is filled with speakeasies, Ziegfeld girls, and rakish pickpockets. The only catch is that she has to live with her uncle Will and his unhealthy obsession with the occult.
Evie worries he’ll discover her darkest secret: a supernatural power that has only brought her trouble so far. But when the police find a murdered girl branded with a cryptic symbol and Will is called to the scene, Evie realizes her gift could help catch a serial killer.
As Evie jumps headlong into a dance with a murderer, other stories unfurled in the city that never sleeps. A young man named Memphis is caught between two worlds. A chorus girl named Theta is running from her past. A student named Jericho hides a shocking secret. And unknown to all, something dark and evil has awakened….
Libba Bray’s New York Times bestselling Diviners is now in paperback. And we hear there’s going to be a second book next August so stay tuned!
Sounds beyond awesome, right?
Now, thanks to the folks at Little Brown, I have a paperback of The Diviners and an exclusive tote bag for one lucky person! US only – ends December 19.
Rating: 5 stars
Two people learn what it really means to give up control in the sizzling new novel from the author of Blush andSurrender to Temptation.
When business mogul Elijah Masterson travels to the Mexican coast for his chain of luxury resorts, he purchases an emerald green glass sculpture for one of the properties. He is soon fascinated by the fiery temptress who created it. The attraction between them is instant and explosive, but Elijah resists, unsure that a woman as strong-willed as Samantha would ever yield in the way he needs her to.
Headstrong glass artist Samantha Collins hides a secret desire to submit to the right man. Samantha sees everything she wants in Elijah, but apart from one steamy night, he seems determined to keep his distance. She has always held back, but refusing to let go now that she’s found the dominant man she’s always wanted, Samantha makes Elijah an offer he can’t refuse: a month of absolute submission.
But after a month of incredible passion, will either of them be able to walk away?
Wow, what a powerful story of submission with a truly yumtastic Dom at the forefront of it. Breathe is my first Lauren Jameson read, and it will certainly not be my last. While I’ve heard many great things about her books before now, I never got around to reading one and boy am I kicking myself for waiting so long.
I absolutely loved both Elijah and Samantha as characters – they are both utterly delightful and I really appreciated what both brought to the story. Samantjha makes her living as an artist – an artist who makes glass sculptures, and that was a fun tidbit to the story, since it was off the beaten path of professions.
What transpires between Elijah and Samantha is HOT. I could not get enough of everything their story had to offer. Both of them keep one another on edge and I loved seeing their relationship grow.
Finishing this one makes me utterly excited to read Blush, the first book in the series. I bought it earlier this year and it has been sitting on my shelf unread, and that is soon going to change. I highly recommend this one as it was truly a treat.
Now thanks to the lovely folks at Penguin, two lucky winners (U.S. only) will receive a paperback copy of Breathe! Ends December 20. fill out the Rafflecopter to enter :)
The Billionaire Banker by Georgia Le Carre
When Lana Bloom learns the devastating news that her mother is dying, she is faced with a terrible dilemma. The one thing that can save her is the one thing she does not have. For young and innocent Lana, the unthinkable becomes her only choice.
But when she walks through the door of that exclusive restaurant she has no idea of the seismic shift her life is about to take, for the highest bidder will not be the rich man she has accompanied. Fate drops her at the feet of the deeply mysterious and dazzlingly gorgeous American banker, Blake Law Barrington. Throbbing with raw masculinity and arrogance, this is a man who owns all that he pursues.
And now he wants her.
Lana cannot deny she is both intrigued and intoxicated by the world Blake inhabits and the smouldering passion he stirs in her body, but she is also fearful for this man is addictive, and right now she is very vulnerable. She knows she should focus only on the arrangement, but how can she…when he has opened a door that cannot be closed?
Grand Prize Giveawy Including: One Ounce American Eagle Silver Coin, $30.00 Amazon Gift Card, Mini Pair of Lara Bloom’s Shoes, and an Autographed Copy of THE BILLIONAIRE BANKER.