Available: Now Amazon/B&N
Type: Paranormal Romance
US Marshall Sam Kyote has been sent to the dry old town of Coyote Bluff to recuperate from a top-secret government experiment that’s left this law man a little…well, different. But Sam’s about to find out that the town of Coyote Bluff has a whole lot of secrets. Most of which lead to Libby Mayden—the sexy, long-legged, and tight-lipped sheriff who saved his ass from an alien ambush.
The last thing Libby needs is a US Marshall poking around her town, especially one who’s hotter than the Nevada desert sun. She can’t let Sam find out most of her town are wanted outlaws. Between the aliens, the gunfighters, and a searing sexual attraction to Sam, she’s in a whole heap of trouble. And Libby’ll stride both sides of the law—and Sam—until she’s forced to choose between self-preservation…and her heart.
Libby took off like a rabbit as soon as she heard the crack of the bat. She approached first base at full speed, saw no one coming at her, and didn’t slow down. She rounded the base and headed for second.
From the corner of her left eye, she spotted a fast-moving blur. Sam had the ball, and rather than give it up to the second baseman, he was pursuing Libby himself, planning to cut her off before she could reach safety.
She judged the distance between Sam and second base, and the space she had left to run. She never slowed, but instead, dropped onto her right calf and thigh in a long slide, folding her left leg and throwing her hands high as she did. She kept her attention focused on touching the base with her foot. Nothing else mattered. Either he caught her or he didn’t.
She felt her foot connect with Sam’s ankle at the same time he reached second, knocking him off balance as she finished the slide. He threw his arms up, just as she’d hoped. He windmilled in slow motion, unable to regain his footing, and toppled on top of Libby, knocking the air from her lungs with his weight.
He brought his arms down on either side of her face. His chin connected with her forehead and she heard the faint click of his teeth striking together.
He grinned down at her, the gold flecks in his eyes sparkling. He touched the ball to her collarbone, just below her jaw where he knew it was sensitive, and Libby’s toes burst into flames. “You’re out, Sheriff Mayden.”
“In your dreams, Marshal Kyote,” she wheezed back. “If you check, you’ll find my boot’s on second base.”
Sam didn’t budge. “We’ll have to consult the umpire. Oh, wait. That would be you.” His grin widened, and now Libby couldn’t breathe for a whole different reason. “How are you planning to call it from this position?”
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“I like for a woman to be able to see what I’m doing,” he explained when she lifted her eyebrows in question. The smile in his eyes spread to the corners of his lips. “And I like to know if what I’m doing does what I mean for it to.” ~ Sam, Pale Moon Walking
Thank you for having me here today!
My name is Paula Altenburg and I write paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary romance. Pale Moon Walking is my eighth paranormal romance, and the fifth I’ve set in the Nevada desert. For anyone who’s been following my demon westerns, however, this one is much lighter in tone and definitely not dystopian. It’s set in 1877 and we have gunfighters, outlaws, crooked politicians, a woman sheriff, and, of course, aliens. Because what good western romance couldn’t use a few aliens?
Trust me. It holds together. Check it out for yourself at: Entangled There’s a sample chapter available.
Lots of us grew up reading Louis L’Amour and Zane Grey. My dad recently gave me his entire collection of Louis L’Amour books. I thought he was dying. He assured me no, his wife was making him downsize. So far, he’s still around. (Although if my husband tried to make me cull my keeper shelf, his days would be numbered, not mine.)
Let’s talk about keeper shelves and book buying habits. In this day of ereaders, I confess my keeper shelf has thinned out on its own. My buying habits have also changed with the times. I use my ereader for trying new authors, and even now, I’m particular. BookBub is my best friend. There are also a few auto buy authors for me and rather than wait for a trip to the bookstore to get their latest releases—I live in rural Nova Scotia—I’ll pick them up online first. Sometimes my local bookstore doesn’t carry my favorite authors. (Curse you Amazon and your one-click shopping that is destroying the universe and my soul one bookstore at a time. Who am I kidding…I love you. Secretly.)
Here’s where the keeper shelf gets thinned. If an author is an auto buy for me, and I buy the book online because I’m either a) impatient or b) out of luck, and I love, love, love the book, then I’ll get my hands on a print copy somehow. (Now I’m sending out kisses to Amazon. I’m fickle that way.) But, if that ebook doesn’t (gasp) grab me, then sorry favorite author, you don’t get a double sale. Not from me. And my keeper shelf is safe from the culling gods.
And here’s another funny thing about my reading habits. If I read the exact same book in print, then in ecopy, they’re two very different experiences for me. My opinion of the book won’t be the same. This holds true for my own books, too, most of which are available in both ebook and print. I’m not going to tell you which I prefer.
But I’m curious about you. How have your reading habits adapted since the dawn of the ereader? What’s on your keeper shelves these days?
The Demon Outlaws Series
Paula Altenburg lives in rural Nova Scotia, Canada, with her husband and two sons. Once a manager in the aerospace industry, she now enjoys working from home and writing fulltime. Paula writes fantasy and paranormal romance, as well as short contemporary romance.