KC Kendricks calls herself an accidental writer. After completing her first novel writing as Rayne Forrest, she was urged to submit it to a publisher, and everything snowballed from there. Today, the author has had over seventy books published. The author does not use AI in the creation of her books or the book covers.
In May of 2022, she "retired" from her day job, moving from being an Administrative Assistant to an Administrative Consultant. She says it sounds grand, but the job is basically answering emails to her protégé as she becomes acquainted with all aspects of the job.
A native of scenic western Maryland, the author enjoys most activities that don't include snow. In warm weather she might be found walking the dog, biking on the C&O Canal towpath, planting delicacies in her garden for the deer to munch on at night, playing in the creek, or lazing on the patio with her ebook reader or laptop.
She recently began to research her family history and can't drive past a cemetery without stopping to search for family sites. Her mission is to photograph old tombstones before the elements erode the stones and the names are lost to time.
For more about KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest's writing life, please visit the Between the Keys blog at http:kckendricks.blogspot.com .
If you'd like to know more about the author's country lifestyle and her daily activities full of simple country pleasures (and a lot of work), please visit the Holly Tree Manor blog at http://hollytreemanor.blogspot.com . And for dog lovers, there is Deuce's Day – life seen through the eyes of KC's black Lab, Deuce (http://deucesday.blogspot.com)
KC finds YouTube a fascinating place and has recently uploaded a few short videos of life in the country. She hopes to do more in the future. Her channel is called The Hideaway Between the Keys. https://www.youtube.com/KCKendricks
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Regan Oakley's luck ran out. After a stint in rehab, he's putting his life back together without the booze. What he thinks is an old friend's charity is really a plea for help. There's trouble at the Bar RC Ranch and the friend's son is in the middle of it. Regan takes one look at Wythe Carver and knows that young man isn't the only one with his world turned upside down.
Wythe Carver's life took a strange turn. Suspected of murdering the ranch foreman, he's hanging on, one day at a time. The person who could alibi him has disappeared and Wythe can't find him. To make matters worse, his prize stallion is loose on the range. Complicating his life even more, his father called an old friend to come help out at the ranch. One look at Regan Oakley is all Wythe needs to know it's going to get hot at night.
Regan sets out to find the truth of what happened that night at the Bar RC. He's sure Wythe is innocent, and he's just as sure he has no business getting involved with the boss's son. With no solid proof to clear Wythe, Regan needs to ride his luck to get to the truth and keep Wythe by his side.
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I hustled a glowering Wythe out the door. The moment it closed behind us he shook me off.
"I'll do what I want to do about my horse."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. You need to learn when to smile, nod, and do what you want to do anyway."
"Is that what you do, hot shot?"
"When necessary, and it was back there in the kitchen. Now what other tricks does Shorty know?"
Wythe smiled broadly and slowly shook his head.
"Smart ass." I grinned back at him.
We stepped into the dimly lit barn, bumping shoulders and telling each other to grow up back and forth. I stopped at Shorty's stall and made a kissing noise at the dozing beast.
Wythe froze and the sudden look of yearning on his face brought me up short. I glanced around. We appeared to be alone. I kept my voice low.
"Don't look at me like that, cowboy. You're my employer's son."
He swallowed, the muscles in his neck moving tightly. He licked his lips and my mouth went dry.
"They told me about you, Regan. And they told me you were particular about who you bedded down with, and not to make a run at you because it would put you in an awkward spot since I am John's son. But you do want me. I felt it back on the patio."
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Also available, Riding Against the Wind, the sequel to Ride Your Luck
Título : Ride Your Luck
EAN : 9781519992833
Editorial : White Deer Enterprises/White Deer Books
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