Excerpt Reveal: Riding The Storm

 

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𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝑴 (The Wildhaven Series: Book 2) by Amber Kelly releases on November 14th. Check out this sneak peek! 

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What to expect:

🐴Small Town

🐴Enemies to Lovers

🐴Western Ranch

Excerpt: 

My eyes land on a vision—dark hair tumbling in loose waves down her shoulders catching the sunlight as she moves. Her jeans fit like they were made for her, hugging strong legs that grip the saddle with firm control. Her white ruffled blouse is tucked in at the waist, the fabric soft and feminine, a stark contrast to the worn, rugged leather boots on her feet.

Her cowboy hat sits low on her brow, shadowing sharp, determined eyes as she guides the horse beneath her—every movement fluid, confident, commanding. The reins respond to the slightest shift of her wrist, the horse reading her with ease. There’s power in her posture, elegance in the way she leans forward, coaxing the animal into a perfect turn.

I watch as she leads the horse to the gate, unable to look away.

She dismounts and then pats the horse’s muzzle and speaks softly to it before setting it loose. Then she exits the arena and heads to where we’re standing. Stopping at Matty’s side.

“Charli, I’d like you to meet Bryce Raintree,” Matty introduces. “Bryce, this is my sister Charli Storm. She’s the head horse and riding trainer here at Wildhaven Storm, and she’s the one you’ll be working with and answering to while you’re here.”

Answering to?

I let the question slide as she outstretches her arm and I take her offered hand.

“Bryce—your ward, apparently,” I clip.

Her eyes narrow slightly at my comment.

“Charli, and I’m nobody’s babysitter,” she says.

“Yeah, well, that’s what the hell it sounds like to me,” I say, swinging my eyes back to Shawn, who just shakes his head.

“I’m sorry, ladies. Ry’s not usually this impolite. He’s just being an a$s because he’s mad at me. He’s not exactly enthusiastic about the direction his career is veering toward and apparently blames me instead of the doctors’ sound medical advice. But I’m hoping that he’ll come around after you’ve had a chance to work with him, Miss Storm.”

Charli steps forward, and her sapphire-blue eyes home in on me. “I’m not your enemy. I’m here to help you.”

I laugh. “Contrary to what Shawn has told you, I don’t need help. I just need time.”

She clicks her tongue. “Let’s get one thing straight, Raintree. You do need my help, and I’m not here to be your whipping post. So, whatever frustration you have with your predicament, you need to point it elsewhere. I’m not gonna put up with a shitty attitude. I’m here to work. You’re here to work. And as long as you do that, we’ll get along just fine. You show up late or hungover or if you half-a$s it, I’ll put you on the next plane back to wherever the hell you came from. But if you listen and follow the program I put together, I’ll teach you how to stay on a bronc and maybe save your career. Fair?”

Teach me how to stay on a bronc? I have to hold back my laughter.

“Guess we’ll see,” I say.

She smirks. “I’ve broken harder men than you, cowboy.”

My gaze goes to hers.

“And how do you know how hard I am?” I ask.

Shawn chokes beside me, and all our eyes go to him.

“Sorry.” He coughs as he beats on his chest.

Charli looks over her shoulder. “Matty, show our guest where to drop his bags.” Then she swings back around to me. Her eyes flicker with challenge. “We’ll get started after lunch, Mr. Raintree.”

“Bryce. But my friends call me Ry.”

“Great. Bryce it is,” she quips. “You’ve got an hour. We’ll start with groundwork.”

“Groundwork?” I echo, incredulous. “I’m not some f*cking rookie.”

“Good. Then prove it.”

Blurb: 

I train horses, not broken men. That’s what I tell myself the day Bryce Raintree walks into my arena—cocky, bruised, and dragging his ego behind him like it’s been trampled in the dust. He’s a bull rider who’s lost his edge. His team sends him to me to get it back.

 

He doesn’t like being told what to do, especially not by a woman like me. But under all that attitude, there’s a storm brewing. And I can’t seem to walk away.

I’ve spent my life in the saddle, doing what needs to be done after losing our mom and stepping up on the ranch. I don’t fix cowboys. But maybe… I don’t have to. Maybe he’s not the only one who needs saving.

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