Carina was supposed to post this but due to technical issues, it went to the Harlequin blog. But I wanted to share it here. (there was different bigger announcement in my newsletter. Did you get that? No? hmmm, you should sign up)
One determined woman
One stubborn man
One fanatical terrorist
Toss in a little snake-handling, one Cuban firecracker and a killer view (and viewpoint) and things get intense in THE PLACE I BELONG.
When I set out to write my Country Roads series, I was deep into a case of homesickness. I miss my mountains. I miss the changing seasons. I miss the slower pace. I miss home.
©Randall Sanger Photography | All Rights Reserved | Permission for use granted to Inez Kelley.
I channeled every drop of that longing into the stories. Rather than soothing that homesick ache, the stories only made it sharper. There is something basic in the mountains, something that gets into your blood and seeps into your bones. You can’t get away from it no matter where you live.
I’ve met West Virginians who’ve lived elsewhere for 50 years and the longing for home is still there. Maybe that’s why John Denver’s song “Take Me Home, Country Roads” rings so true. In fact, there is a petition to name that tune the state song. It already is in most people’s hearts, we just would like to see it legally named that way.
For all the slurs and slander, misconceptions and prejudices about West Virginia, it is home. So we’re going back!
*Insert madly chair-dancing author here*
My husband, the real lumberjack in my life, has accepted a new job with the same lumber company he started with nearly 30 years ago. He leaves in a matter of days (from the live version of this blog) and we will follow as quickly as possible. The next few weeks will be filled with trials and boxes, transfers and tape, organizing and packing. But there is a promise on the horizon.
It’s definitely the PLACE I BELONG.
So you tell me. Where do *YOU* belong?
Jonah Alcott found his true calling as the PR director of Hawkins Hardwood. He’s a master of mediation, but the Black Cherry Canyon project has pushed him to his limit–beautiful but obstinate park manager Zury Castellano crossed a line when she enlisted the help of known eco-terrorists to protect “her” land.
For Zury, the unspoiled, scenic Black Cherry Falls State Park is more than a job–it’s the only place she’s ever considered home. And she’ll stop at nothing to ensure Hawkins Hardwood doesn’t touch a single twig in it, even if that means agreeing to spend the weekend with corporate drone Jonah. He might think they’re working toward a compromise, but Zury has no intention of backing down.
Infuriating but irresistible, Zury teaches Jonah that the beauty of the mountains can’t be bought. But Jonah will need to prove he’s on her side–in life and in love–and show her who the real bad guys are, before it’s too late…