Another Saturday, another sample.

Sweet Saturday Samples are samples of any story, published, unpublished, whatever you like.  Any genre is welcome of any heat level – but the samples themselves are all rated PG-13, so yes, all samples are safe for innocent (or not) eyes.

I’m going back to something that’s sitting in my files waiting for my return.  A Historical Western Paranormal Romance. How’s that for a tongue twister?  Anyway, I call it Hex Ranch. It’s definitely a WIP, and very little is written, but I love the characters. I hope you enjoy it.  And don’t forget to check out Sweet Saturday Samples for more samples!

“So are you really a witch?”

Thea let one corner of her lips lift to betray her amusement.  “I don’t think that’s an appropriate question Sheriff.”

His brow quirked up, drawing her attention back to the stunning azure of his eyes. Just like the skies in her dreams since she was a girl.  “The town is sure you are. After the way your cowhand died, you could be at risk.”

“Oh I doubt that.” She allowed the smile to unfurl to its fullest at the idea he might actually worry for her safety.  “They are frightened of the magic they think I got. Like I might turn them all into toads or something.”

“Can you do that?” Seth’s voice dropped to a secretive and excited tone. “Just for curiosities sake.”

“That’s against the laws of nature,” she laughed. “How could you turn a man into something so small? Why try? Why waste magic on such dark things if it’s real?”

“Is it real?”

“Do you believe in God?”

He straightened with a blink and a small shake of his head.  Dark brows furrowed together in an adorable twist of confusion.  She really could eat the man up if he let her, but for now he was too focused on magic.  He opened his mouth, then shut it before he set his hands on his hips. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

“Everything, Sheriff.”

“Not sure I follow.”

She sighed and pulled the hat off her head, twirling it through her fingers with a frown.  After a moment she tossed it to the porch and held out her hand, “Come with me.  Come on, I promise I ain’t gonna bite unless you want me to.”

After a brief hesitation he set his hand on hers, but before she could pull him away he yanked her close. His face hovered close to hers, sending warm tingles right between her legs at the thought he might kiss her.  It had been years since she’d had a man, a good one.

“You’ll behave? Wouldn’t want to arrest you for kidnapping the Sheriff.”

Goddess, she really wanted him to take her right now.