Today I have the very lovely Zara Stoneley on the blog with a real treat...a sneak peek from her forth-coming fabulousness, "Stable Mates". Take it away Zara...
Stable Mates by Zara Stoneley
There’s one thing better than hot hero – and that’s several! I’ve worked and played in the Cheshire countryside for quite a few years now and I’ve learned that all that fresh air and exercise can give you an appetite for life (and food – but you can work the calories off!).
In Stable Mates I had the ideal opportunity to introduce lots of athletic, yummy men – from the fit eventer Rory, to the older Billy and ex-model Tom, with a lot more in between! Tempted to check them out?
Well HarperImpulse kindly indulged me and ran some profiles here , you can find out more about Tippermere here, or just read on and find out a bit more about the gorgeous Mick…
Excerpt
Lottie walked on to Rory’s yard just as a man she’d never seen before stripped his t-shirt over his head and displayed a very attractive
six-pack. She counted. It was definitely a six-pack. And she was pretty sure that if she had seen it before she would have remembered. Bodies like that tended to make a lasting impression.
Driving back from Tipping House, she’d had two things on her mind. One, what was her grandmother up to? Because she was definitely up to something as far as Tom and Uncle Dom went. And two, why was Tom here, in Tippermere? Why here exactly? There was something he wasn’t saying, and she had a horrible feeling there was something Elizabeth knew. Or why would she have been so interested?
Both thoughts were swiftly delegated to the back of her mind though as the beautiful naked torso, or was that naked beautiful torso, grabbed
every inch of her attention. As he had his top fixed firmly over his head, and so couldn’t see, there didn’t seem to be a problem in taking advantage and staring. So she did. Until she realised he’d thrown the clothing to one side and
she was staring open-mouthed at a guy who was staring straight back at her. He wasn’t open-mouthed though, he looked slightly concerned, like she might be a deranged mad woman escaped from the nearest loony bin. She shut her mouth.
‘Sorry.’ And went red. ‘I, er, have you seen Rory, or er, Pip?’
‘You must be Lottie.’ Now that was the type of deep, dark, sexy voice she thought only existed in her imagination. She’d always had a thing for
a nice accent, and Irish just shot straight to the top of the hit parade. Lottie resisted the fleeting urge to shut her eyes and ask him to keep talking. Then it registered that he knew her name. And she didn’t know his; she really would have remembered if she’d met him before. With or without clothes. Definitely.
Thanks for letting me stop by, Eve! x
There’s one thing better than hot hero – and that’s several! I’ve worked and played in the Cheshire countryside for quite a few years now and I’ve learned that all that fresh air and exercise can give you an appetite for life (and food – but you can work the calories off!).
In Stable Mates I had the ideal opportunity to introduce lots of athletic, yummy men – from the fit eventer Rory, to the older Billy and ex-model Tom, with a lot more in between! Tempted to check them out?
Well HarperImpulse kindly indulged me and ran some profiles here , you can find out more about Tippermere here, or just read on and find out a bit more about the gorgeous Mick…
Excerpt
Lottie walked on to Rory’s yard just as a man she’d never seen before stripped his t-shirt over his head and displayed a very attractive
six-pack. She counted. It was definitely a six-pack. And she was pretty sure that if she had seen it before she would have remembered. Bodies like that tended to make a lasting impression.
Driving back from Tipping House, she’d had two things on her mind. One, what was her grandmother up to? Because she was definitely up to something as far as Tom and Uncle Dom went. And two, why was Tom here, in Tippermere? Why here exactly? There was something he wasn’t saying, and she had a horrible feeling there was something Elizabeth knew. Or why would she have been so interested?
Both thoughts were swiftly delegated to the back of her mind though as the beautiful naked torso, or was that naked beautiful torso, grabbed
every inch of her attention. As he had his top fixed firmly over his head, and so couldn’t see, there didn’t seem to be a problem in taking advantage and staring. So she did. Until she realised he’d thrown the clothing to one side and
she was staring open-mouthed at a guy who was staring straight back at her. He wasn’t open-mouthed though, he looked slightly concerned, like she might be a deranged mad woman escaped from the nearest loony bin. She shut her mouth.
‘Sorry.’ And went red. ‘I, er, have you seen Rory, or er, Pip?’
‘You must be Lottie.’ Now that was the type of deep, dark, sexy voice she thought only existed in her imagination. She’d always had a thing for
a nice accent, and Irish just shot straight to the top of the hit parade. Lottie resisted the fleeting urge to shut her eyes and ask him to keep talking. Then it registered that he knew her name. And she didn’t know his; she really would have remembered if she’d met him before. With or without clothes. Definitely.
Thanks for letting me stop by, Eve! x
Blurb
Secrets and scandals, love and lust –
when the ‘Cheshire Set’ are up against the ‘Footballer’s Wives’ the only common
ground is carnal…
Flirting and fun seem the perfect antidote for
Lottie's battered heart, and where better to find them than back in tranquil Tippermere, home of sexy eventer Rory Steel, the smiling Irish eyes of hunky farrier Mick O'Neal, and mysterious newcomer, model Tom Strachan?
But when landowner Marcus James drops dead unexpectedly, and the threat of his waggish wife Amanda selling the heart of the village out from under them looms large, things look like they're about to heat up in and out of the saddle.
With tensions running high, and the champagne flowing as freely as the adrenalin, is it any wonder that love catches more than one of them
unawares?
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Bio
Bestselling author Zara Stoneley lives
in deepest Cheshire surrounded by horses, dogs, cats and amazing countryside.
When she’s not visiting wine bars, artisan markets or admiring the scenery in her sexy high heels or green wellies, she can be found in flip flops on the beach in Barcelona, or more likely sampling the tapas!
Zara writes hot romance and bonkbusters.
Her latest novel, ‘Stable Mates’, is a fun romp through the Cheshire countryside and combines some of her greatest loves – horses, dogs, hot men and strong women (and not forgetting champagne and fast cars)!
She writes for Harper Collins and Accent Press.
Find out more about Zara:
Website
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Secrets and scandals, love and lust –
when the ‘Cheshire Set’ are up against the ‘Footballer’s Wives’ the only common
ground is carnal…
Flirting and fun seem the perfect antidote for
Lottie's battered heart, and where better to find them than back in tranquil Tippermere, home of sexy eventer Rory Steel, the smiling Irish eyes of hunky farrier Mick O'Neal, and mysterious newcomer, model Tom Strachan?
But when landowner Marcus James drops dead unexpectedly, and the threat of his waggish wife Amanda selling the heart of the village out from under them looms large, things look like they're about to heat up in and out of the saddle.
With tensions running high, and the champagne flowing as freely as the adrenalin, is it any wonder that love catches more than one of them
unawares?
Buy links
Amazon Barnes& Noble Kobo Foyles Waterstones Sainsbury’s
Google Play iTunes Blackwells
Bio
Bestselling author Zara Stoneley lives
in deepest Cheshire surrounded by horses, dogs, cats and amazing countryside.
When she’s not visiting wine bars, artisan markets or admiring the scenery in her sexy high heels or green wellies, she can be found in flip flops on the beach in Barcelona, or more likely sampling the tapas!
Zara writes hot romance and bonkbusters.
Her latest novel, ‘Stable Mates’, is a fun romp through the Cheshire countryside and combines some of her greatest loves – horses, dogs, hot men and strong women (and not forgetting champagne and fast cars)!
She writes for Harper Collins and Accent Press.
Find out more about Zara:
Website
Google+
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