Welcome to the Takeover Blitz for The Secrets of Emberwild by Stephenia H. McGee, hosted by JustRead Publicity Tours!
ABOUT THE BOOK
Author: Stephenia H. McGee
Publisher: Revell
Release Date: October 4, 2022
Genre: Christian Historical Fiction
A gifted trainer in a time women are not allowed to race, Nora Fenton prefers horses to men. They're easier to handle, they're more reliable, and they never tell her what to do. After her father's passing, Nora is determined to save her struggling horse farm, starting with entering her prize colt into the harness races at the 1905 Mississippi Fair. If she wins, she may have a chance at independence. But when a stranger arrives and starts asking disconcerting questions, she suspects he may have other motives than unseating her in the training job that is rightfully hers.
Silas Cavallero will do whatever it takes to solve the mystery of his father's death--even if it means training an unwieldy colt for Nora, who wants nothing more than to see him gone. But when mysterious accidents threaten their safety and circumstances shrouded in secrets begin unlocking clues to his past, Silas will have to decide if the truth is worth risking ruining everything for the feisty woman he's come to admire.PURCHASE LINKS: Goodreads | Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Book Depository | Indiebound | Christianbook | BookBub
Nora slid down from Arrow’s back and scratched the base of his mane. He lowered his head, becoming more complacent with each rub of her fingers. Silly boy. Even with all his bravado, he was still the sweet foal she’d loved since he took his first steps on spindly legs. They’d bonded during those times, and no matter what Roger said, Arrow would never hurt her.
Not intentionally, anyway.
“He’s got nice form,” a man’s voice said from behind her, “though you could use a bit more caution on those turns, boy.”
What? Nora whirled around to find a tall man casually leaning on the fence, watching her. “Who are you?”
Surprise flickered over his tanned features, deep brown eyes widening slightly before settling into a calm gaze once again. “Silas Cavallero.”
He spoke with an easy cadence, his voice both deep and smooth. He watched her openly, as though trying to figure out all of her secrets. She bristled. “And what are you doing here, Mr. Cavallero?”
“Looking at your horse.”
A buyer? She’d heard nothing about a buyer coming by today. This man in his dusty dungarees and once-white hat didn’t look like the type, but appearances could be deceiving.
Satisfaction swelled as she ran a hand down Arrow’s neck. “You won’t find any better. He won’t be ready for breeding until next year, but I hope to start putting him on the books soon. Are you looking for a new stud?”
The man stared at her, strong jaw set against a serious mouth. “I’m not here to secure stud services. Mr. Reed hired me to get a handle on this colt.”
EXCERPT
Nora slid down from Arrow’s back and scratched the base of his mane. He lowered his head, becoming more complacent with each rub of her fingers. Silly boy. Even with all his bravado, he was still the sweet foal she’d loved since he took his first steps on spindly legs. They’d bonded during those times, and no matter what Roger said, Arrow would never hurt her.
Not intentionally, anyway.
“He’s got nice form,” a man’s voice said from behind her, “though you could use a bit more caution on those turns, boy.”
What? Nora whirled around to find a tall man casually leaning on the fence, watching her. “Who are you?”
Surprise flickered over his tanned features, deep brown eyes widening slightly before settling into a calm gaze once again. “Silas Cavallero.”
He spoke with an easy cadence, his voice both deep and smooth. He watched her openly, as though trying to figure out all of her secrets. She bristled. “And what are you doing here, Mr. Cavallero?”
“Looking at your horse.”
A buyer? She’d heard nothing about a buyer coming by today. This man in his dusty dungarees and once-white hat didn’t look like the type, but appearances could be deceiving.
Satisfaction swelled as she ran a hand down Arrow’s neck. “You won’t find any better. He won’t be ready for breeding until next year, but I hope to start putting him on the books soon. Are you looking for a new stud?”
The man stared at her, strong jaw set against a serious mouth. “I’m not here to secure stud services. Mr. Reed hired me to get a handle on this colt.”
I liked the excerpt.
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting. Stephenia McGee is an excellent author.
ReplyDeleteIt will be interesting and educational to read about a horse farm in the 1920s.
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