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12/28/2015

E.E. Burke's BEST OF THE WEST with a new series from Beth Williamson

Today, we welcome bestselling author Beth Williamson as our BEST OF THE WEST guest with her new release, ADAM.


Sometimes the universe has to turn your life sideways so love can find its way in.

As the oldest of five, Adam Sheridan’s life is full of obligations. He longs to do something, anything, besides working his family’s flour mill in Tanger, Texas. His mama always says the universe moves in its own sweet time.
Apparently the universe was waiting for his wagon load of flour to overturn so he could meet the woman he was destined to love.

Eve Tate is a woman from nowhere with a shady past and an uncertain future. When she is left behind in Adam’s care, she reinvents herself again to be his perfect mate. Little does she know who she was will haunt who she tries to be.

And, just like the couples of old, Adam and Eve must find a way to live together—or lose everything they have.

Here's an excerpt:

    Eve had spent her life meeting new people and stepping into new experiences. However, the red giant who had blustered and shouted at her was something new. Her stomach danced and her hands shook, all of which she hid from the stranger. She’d always hidden her true feelings from anyone outside. Therein lay danger.
    Especially from this man. He was so very different.
    Where did she begin? He was enormous. She had needed to crane her neck to look at him. This man with the hair the color of the sunset and eyes as blue as her own. However, nobody looked like this man. He said his name was Adam Sheridan. The man confused her, and at the same time, interested her. She knew of attraction and passion. Eve had experienced very little of it, at least the real kind.
    Until now.
    To her horror, her nipples had hardened when he gazed at her body. He’d glanced away and shouted again. She resisted the urge to cross her arms. Eve was open to embrace new experiences, but she wasn’t sure that applied to her nipples misbehaving.
    As she watched him walk away, she contemplated whether she should follow him. She was alone, without knowing exactly where she was. He moved at a brisk pace, mumbling to himself while the docile horse followed him like a big dog.
    The road was dry from little rain. Each step Eve took in her worn leather shoes elicited a puff of dust from the ground. She kept her gaze on the road rather than the man ahead. Disappointment and anger swirled around her, choking her.
    The events of the last few hours had ended her time with the Roma. She could weep or rail at the sky, or she could choose to find a way to survive. She could choose to be strong. She could choose to be determined.
    It wasn’t the first time she’d started over, more like the dozenth. Eve was like a cat, landing on her feet and continuing to move forward. This time was no different.
    The man whirled around to scowl at her. “Where did you come from anyway? And why were you in the middle of the road?”
    “The people I worked for, traveled with, went one way and I went the other.” The words tasted like bitter ash in her mouth. She’d been almost happy with them. She had almost tasted the sense of belonging. No more.
    “So you thought you should walk in front of my wagon?” He sounded incredulous.
    “I didn’t do it intentionally.” Her mouth twisted into a grimace. “I’m sorry your wagon got wrecked.”
    He cussed loudly. “I never intend to cause a disaster, but it seems to follow me. My uncle Gideon tells me I have my stars lined up wrong.” Adam raised a fist at the sky. “Maybe one day they’ll line up just perfect. Or not. Ha!”
    Adam slowed his pace and the horse nudged his back with its large snout. He turned to look at her.
    “Where are you going? You’ve been walking like a soldier going to battle. Head down and legs moving faster than a little thing like you should move.” He called her a little thing, which surprised her. Eve was as round as she could be, and she couldn’t even think about her oversized breasts without grimacing.
    “What of it?” She threw her hands in the air. “I don’t want to be out on the road when darkness falls.”
    “Which will be in about eight hours.”
    “And how am I to know how far the next town is?” She was shouting and she didn’t want that. Eve was passionate, but she rarely lost her temper, because it was too dangerous to be out of control. Until now. Until the red giant. His anger made her own temper flare. Like spark to a flame.
    She’d been left behind to start anew. It was much harder than it had been previous times, by her choice or by others’ choices. Although she hadn’t truly belonged with them, she had been with them longer than any other group or place. Not that she knew what a home was, but it felt pretty damn close.
    He scratched at the ginger-colored whiskers on his chin. “I don’t know where you’re headed, but I’m going home. And Tanger is about a half day’s walk.”
    She was able to pull in a ragged breath. “Then I’ll get there faster if I move quickly.”
    “Oh no. You’re not coming home with me.” He clutched the traces from the horse that had found a patch of grass to munch on. “You cost me fifty dollars and I’ve got to find a way to explain it. It will take me a year to pay my parents back. Because of you.” The words fell from his mouth, hitting her like rocks, each one a blow.
    “I did nothing.”
    He snorted and started walking again. “Suit yourself. I’m going home.”
    Eve felt as if someone had punched her over and over until she was bruised and gasping for air. How could a day go so horribly wrong? Perhaps she was trapped in a nightmare and soon she would wake. She pinched her arm, but nothing happened except a red mark on her skin.
    Eve followed. She didn’t know where she was and this angry man was the closest thing she had to finding her way to civilization. He might not like it, but he was stuck with her, short of shooting her. The sooner she arrived in a town, the sooner she could find a way to survive.
It was time to reinvent her life. Again.

You can purchase ADAM at the following online retailers:



PAPERBACK:
Samhain: http://tinyurl.com/jy7cto9
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1IlZupm
Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/grlf5mr
Books A Million: http://tinyurl.com/nt76nhs

Meet Beth

Beth Williamson, who also writes as Emma Lang, is an award-winning, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of both historical and contemporary romances. Her books range from sensual to scorching hot. She is a Career Achievement Award Nominee in Erotic Romance by Romantic Times Magazine, in both2009 and 2010, and a semi-finalist in the 2014 Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award Contest.


Beth has always been a dreamer, never able to escape her imagination. It led her to the craft of writing romance novels, fueled by Reese’s and tenacious pursuit of the perfect story. She’s passionate about purple, books, and her family. She has a weakness for shoes and purses as well as bookstores.

Life might be chaotic, as life usually is, but Beth always keeps a smile on her face, a song in her heart, and a cowboy on her mind. ;)

Contact info:

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/grlf5mr
Books A Million: http://tinyurl.com/nt76nhs

E.E.:  What is your hero’s “kryptonite” – in other words, what will bring him instantly to his knees?
Beth: Adam’s biggest weakness is his devotion to his family. Family is everything to him and when one of them is threatened, he’s there in an instant. I think that’s what makes him loveable even when he’s being a pain in the ass. ;)

E.E.: What one thing about your hero drives his heroine crazy? And what one thing about your heroine drives her hero nuts?
Beth: Eve has never had a home and Adam’s insistence on wanting to leave confuses her. He has everything but he believes he has nothing. As for Adam, he goes nuts when Eve blithely walks in front of his wagon, causing it to crash, then acts as if it wasn’t her fault. It starts off their love story with a literal bang.

E.E.: What inspires you daily? 
Beth: I’m inspired by everything around me. Things such as an abandoned house, a woman walking along the road by herself, the sight of a horse running in a corral, or a hawk circling in the beautiful Carolina blue sky. It all sparks a thought, an idea, a “what if…” in my imagination engine.

Today, Beth is giving away an eBook download of your choice the Devils on Horsebacks series and a $10 Amazon gift card. 

Leave a comment for your chance to win, and enter the drawing.

What has inspired you lately? A book, a movie, a song?

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23 comments:

  1. A great post thank you & I loved the excerpt.

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  2. I found my inspiration lately from books. :)

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  3. I have a New Year's resolution to loose some weight this year (I'm sure we've all heard that before), but my inspiration is going to come from friends, scriptures, helping others along the way, and having more energy to keep up with my three teenage grandsons. Your book sounds wonderful! Congrats!

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    1. Thank you Brenda! And best of luck!

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  4. I get daily inspiration from the person I love the most in the world - my mother.

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    1. Linda - wonderful! I love my mom very much too!

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  5. My little nephew is my inspiration... thanks for sharing! :)

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    1. Very sweet!! Thanks for coming by!

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  6. I'm inspired by the hope of the holiday season and the good things that happen.

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    1. Music is part of my soul - I sing along with the music whenever and wherever possible!

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  8. Since I do not watch TV I would have to say books and the people around me inspire me. Each give you trying times that you can learn from as they give you means to make your life better.

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  9. Beth, thank you for joining us on GLIAS today! Your story sounds wonderful. What a great concept, a Western "Adam and Eve." I look forward to discovering how they work out their differences.

    I'm inspired by stories -- fairy tales, legends, fireside tales, stories people tell me, stories I read, stories from history. So many stories to be told and retold. How can one NOT be inspired?

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    1. I know, right? :) Thank you for inviting me Elisabeth!

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  10. love to read Adam's story! love your books! carole fiore fiorecarole1954@yahoo.com

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    1. what inspires me is my 2 kids for they are going after their dreams and they encourage me to do the same!

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  11. I'm inspired by the start of a new year and my resolution to find time for the hobbies that I've been too busy to enjoy the last few years. I'm looking forward to some quiet time spent stitching and reevaluating my time. Happy New Year Beth!
    dblaser(at)windstream(dot)net

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