Friday, October 28, 2016

Lynn Winchester’s Top Ten Favorite Authors

As a writer I find I need refill my creativity tanks by reading the books of my favorite authors. Also, a few of these authors influence my own writing.

#1 Kresley Cole

Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark Series is my MUST READ series. I reread these books every year, and I stalk her website for information on the upcoming books in the series. As far as I’m concerned, Kresley is THE BEST fantasy/paranormal romance author on the planet!

#2 Dean Koontz

The very first Dean Koontz book I read was THE BAD PLACE. I have read every single one of his books since. Dean Koontz writes suspenseful, thrilling, spine-tingling tales that are also emotional. Also, his Frankenstein series is the best reimaging of the original Mary Shelley story I’ve ever read. 

#3 Christine Feehan

Her Carpathians are the sexiest immortals in existence. While I am a little over the long story arch of the Dark Series, I still love the possessive, protective men and their lifemates. Great stories.

#4 Nadine Mutas

I am honored to say that this amazing paranormal romance author is one of my author besties. She is a phenomenal writer and I cannot wait to snatch up ARCs of her books!

#5 Lisa Kleypas

This talented lady is THE NAME in Regency Romances. Her Hathaways and Wallflower series are the best in the business.

#6 Stephen King

The KING of horror. What else is there to say about the man who wrote IT. He is the author of many of my nightmares.

#7 Elizabeth Hoyt

I actually met Ms. Hoyt at a conference in NJ. She is a great lady and an amazing Regency romance author. Her Maiden Lane Series is one of the best in the business.

#8 Lauren Blakely

Sexy, funny, awesome. Three words that describe Lauren Blakely’s books. Big Rock, Mister O(rgasm), and Well Hung are all suggestive titles for delightfully sexy, heartwarming stories.

#9 Amber Bardan

Amber Bardan writes dark, possessive, SUPER SEXY tales. Her heroes are just the right amount of possessive and adoring. MUST READ.

#10 Grace Callaway

Grace Callaway is one of the self-pub authors I idolize because she has made it to the top in to-the-edge sexy Regency romances without the help of a publisher. Her books are erotic without being overly graphic, and her story lines always drag me along until the very end.

The Shepherd’s Daughter
Dry Bayou Brides
Book One
Lynn Winchester

Genre: Sweet Western Romance

Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing

Date of Publication: September 27th, 2016


Number of pages: 97
Word Count: approx. 26k

Cover Artist: Dar Albert

Book Description:

"Welcome to Dry Bayou, Texas, where Southern Charm meets the Wild West..."

From author Jackson d'Lynne writing as Lynn Winchester, a sweet and romantic western sure to warm your heart!

Ray MacAdams and Billy Ducharme have been best friends since her family moved to his ranch fourteen years ago to start a new sheep ranching operation.

Through thick and thin, good and bad, fire and rain, their friendship has only gotten stronger—so strong that nothing could possibly break their bond, a bond that for Ray has suddenly changed from simply friends to something deeper… Something that makes her dream of days and nights beside the man she loves, something that makes her wish she were more than just the shepherd’s daughter.

Then Billy’s mail order bride arrives.

Rebecca DuCastille is everything Ray is not: refined, well-mannered, and pretty as a porcelain tea cup. How can Ray possibly compete for Billy’s heart when his new bride is everything he could want in a proper wife?

Can the shepherd’s daughter convince her childhood friend that their love for one another goes beyond friendship, or will Billy marry the pretty interloper and leave Ray out to pasture?

Publisher Note: This is a 'sweet'/'clean' romance.

Excerpt #1

So this was the new head shepherd his pa had hired? Billy didn’t know much about it other than what he’d overheard between his parents at night while he was supposed to be reading The Word before bed. He couldn’t help it. He liked sneaking down the stairs to listen to his parents talk when they thought no one was listening. Something about the love between them made Billy want to stick close.
From what he’d heard and could understand of their conversations, his pa wanted to expand the ranch into sheep and wool but didn’t know how to do it. He’d sent advertisements back east to the big cities, looking for a man who knew the industry and could come live on their ranch to manage the lambing and shearing and rotating—moving the herd from one parcel of land to another without losing a single one.
Apparently, these newcomers were the ones his pa had picked for the job. Billy didn’t know, quite yet, what he thought of the whole thing.
Not that it really mattered. Billy was set on growing up to be the best horse breeder in the state. He didn’t care much for smelly old sheep. He’d stick to the stable and barn, and leave Mr. MacAdams and Mr. Pallo to their sheep.
Billy’s pa turned to him and motioned for him to come forward. Billy complied with only a little warmth rising in his cheeks.
“Mr. MacAdams, this is my son, Willem.”
Pa patted Billy on his shoulders and squeezed one just enough to make him clear his throat and say, “Good afternoon, sir. Nice to meet you.” Just as his mother had taught him.
Mr. MacAdams grinned down at him. “What a polite young man ye are. Nice to me ye.”
Billy’s mother stepped forward. “Good afternoon. Welcome to Dry Bayou Ranch. I’m Linda Ducharme and we’re very pleased to have you here.”
His mother’s voice was soft, friendly, and cultured. She was a fine lady, much too fine for all the dust now coating her skirts. Pa said he’d found her in a catalog and she’d moved west to marry him. He said he was a lucky man, especially since she hadn’t turned tail and run at the first sight of the shack he’d lived in back then.
Mr. MacAdams turned around and helped the woman from the wagon. She strutted toward the porch, put out her hand, and smiled. Pa took it and shook it, a little less vigorously than he did the man’s.
“I’m Moira MacAdams—,” she called into the back of the wagon. “Get down here, bairn, and say hello.”
Billy didn’t know what to make of the bundle of rags and wild, frizzy, red hair that appeared. He stood, staring at the little girl who seemed more hair than girl. She looked a few years younger than his seven years, but he thought maybe her size threw him off. Her small face was covered with freckles, her brown eyes were filled with curiosity and something else he couldn’t name.
She bounced from foot-to-foot, then stuck out her hand. He blinked down at it, surprised and a little uncertain what to do.
“Go ‘head, take it, it won’t bite,” she chirped. Her voice was like sugar on syrup and he found he didn’t know what to say back. So, he stepped forward and gripped her hand without saying a word.
“Name’s Raychelle, but you can call me Ray, account of the fact that I don’t like Raychelle ‘cause it sounds too uppity.”
Billy couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face.
He liked her.
He tightened his grip on her hand. “He-hello, Ray, I’m Billy.”
Her smile brightened and he felt the light of it right down into his boots. In that moment, he wondered if smelly old sheep weren’t all that bad.
She must’ve read his thoughts because a glint of excitement filled her eyes and Billy could only blink in awe.

“Billy, do you know how to catch a frog?”

About the Author:

Lynn Winchester is one of the pseudonyms of a hardworking California-born caffeine addict, now living in the wilds of Northeast Pennsylvania. Lynn has been writing fiction since the 5th grade, and enjoys creating worlds, characters, and stories for her readers.

When Lynn isn't writing sweet historical romances, she is writing spicy paranormal romance as Jackson D’Lynne, and YA Sci-Fi/Thrillers as DJ Sorber. When is isn’t writing at all, she is running a successful editing business, reading whatever she can get her hands on, raising her four children, making sure her husband is happy, and binge watching shows on Netflix.

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