Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: Courage When It Counts

Ethan Grant's Slices of Life BannerI’m amazes me that some men have no problem squaring off with another man to fight, but when it comes to asking a lady to dance or to go out with them, they get tongue-tied and allow an opportunity to pass by.

Thankfully for a certain young cowboy named Chet, his idea of how to treat a lady, backed by his courage to stand up for his standards, was more than enough to succeed where so many fail.

From my spot near the beer coolers, I could see that he wanted to talk to a young woman named Samantha, who was sitting at the bar, but he hadn’t found the courage yet.

After a while, another man walked up and demanded a refill of his beer, rudely interrupting Samantha who had waited her turn and was trying to order another drink.

Samantha said, “Excuse me, but I was trying to order.”

Then the man sneered at her and said, “Take it easy, lady, you’ll get your chance. Don’t get your period panties in a twist.”

Before the bartender could respond to this jackass, Chet stepped in and said, “No sir. You will have your chance to get a drink after the lady orders. If you have a problem with that, I suggest we talk about it outside—after you apologize for what you just said to her.”

I could see jerk was about to take a swing at Chet but then he noticed the two bouncers standing right behind our young hero and made a quality decision, which was to apologize and wait his turn.

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Samantha got her order, turned to Chet, introduced herself, and then thanked him and said, “Would you care to join me?”

Chet took off his hat and smiled. “Yes, ma’am, I’d love to.”

It’s funny how some guys will take a punch before they’ll risk being rejected by a woman. It makes me wonder how some guys process pain, because I can say from experience that getting punched in the face is definitely more painful than a dance request being rejected. I guess emotionally it might hurt more but at least there’s no emergency room in your immediate future.

Cheers and Happy Thanksgiving, y’all!

A Note From Heather: I think this reaction has a lot to do with the flight or fight reflex and the idealizing of super hero figures. Male or female, there is a Superman or a Mama Bear in all of us. I’m glad when Chet’s moment came that he wouldn’t back down even though he had back-up.

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Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: What Beautiful Babies We Could Make!

Ethan Grant's Slices of Life BannerSometimes it’s not what you say, but what a third party says, that gets two people talking to each other. When what that third party says involves your mutual reproductive potential, the conversation gets a powerful jumpstart.

One of our regulars, a mature lady named Dot who is retired from the Postal Service and well-known and respected in the community, visited the Dancing Pony during Happy Hour.

Dot always sits at the bar and talks with us. She usually takes a couple of hours to finish one or two drinks and then leaves. She never stays late and seldom gets involved in other people’s affairs.

Last evening, a young cowboy named Kurt and a young woman named Katherine were both in the club alone. They were sitting at the bar, about three seats apart, and kept catching each other’s eyes, would smile, and then look away. Kurt gets a little tongue-tied around pretty women and Katherine is a bit shy herself. Neither seemed able to break the ice.

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After watching this for a time, Dot beckoned to me. “Ethan, are those two both single?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After paying her tab, Dot rose from her chair. With mischief in her eyes, she walked over to where Kurt and Katherine were sitting and looking anywhere but at each other. In a voice loud enough for both of them to hear, she said, “Do you two have any idea how pretty your babies would be?” and then walked off.

Kurt’s face and ears turned bright red and his shoulders began to shake with laughter as he finally turned to Katherine, who was giggling, and raised his glass in a toast to her. “Well, beautiful lady, here’s to all the pretty babies we could make together.”

Dot’s well-meaning ploy did get Kurt and Katherine talking, and they left a little later on to go have supper together.

Gracie loves to hang out with Dot sometimes in the early evening. Between the two of them, they’ll probably wipe out the single population of the Dancing Pony.

Cheers, y’all!

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Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: A Hero’s Welcome Home

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Most of the time I enjoy this business but then there are rare times when I experience something that, for a few moments, goes beyond joy. Here’s what happened…

One of our own hometown heroes, Chris, a young man who grew up here recently returned to Divine from his tour of duty in Afghanistan, where he’d seen action and earned a purple heart while pulling several of his fellow soldiers to safety.

For a time, he’d worked as a bar-back at the Pony and I came to know him as a humble, well-brought up young man. I wasn’t a bit surprise to hear he’d enlisted in the Army, nor was I surprised to hear he was a hero.

Some of his buddies had decided to take him out to the Dancing Pony for, according to them, a ‘relaxing evening.’ Chris was in uniform which I found out later was his buddies’ idea. When they walked in, all heads–meaning men and women–turned to look.

10525714_10152951004782729_3497719901367609341_nWithout prompting, everyone in the club came up and thanked him, one-by-one. The men all offered to pay his tab for the evening, and all the single ladies–and I do mean ALL–came up and asked him to dance. It was a beautiful thing.

A waitress overheard one young woman say, “Chris, you don’t need that uniform to make me melt.” He did seem to dance with that particular young lady more than the others, but they all kept him busy that night.

All of us behind the bar, the bouncers, waitresses, everyone in the club had a tear in their eye or a lump in their throat every time they caught a glimpse of him in his uniform, humble but proud to serve, and glad to be home for a while.

We salute all men and women who have served, no matter the year, or the conflict. Thank You.

Cheers y’all!

All material copyright © Heather Rainier 2015




Divine Grace Does the Time Warp

Five years ago today, I was sitting at my laptop, frantic with excitement and trepidation, as Divine Grace made it’s big debut.


Voluptuous Grace frees herself from an abusive boyfriend with the help of three handsome friends, only to discover they desire her, all three of them!

I’d spent the last several months revising and editing this enormous book, while simultaneously revising Her Gentle Giant, and finishing the first draft of Heavenly Angel. I worked around the clock, having no concept of how to pace myself. Grace’s story had taken so much work and so many rounds of edits to get it down to a reasonable and readable length, and I was willing to do whatever it took to make it good enough for readers.

My knowledge of promotion was limited, given that my Facebook profile was less than twenty-four hours old at that point, but there again I was willing to talk to any reader who would take the time to friend me or say “hi.” (I’m proud to say that “organic” approach has been the hallmark of my online life and continues to this day.)

I didn’t know if readers would love it or hate it. All I knew for sure was that my publisher believed in Divine Grace and met my diligence and insane hours halfway, editing the book to within an inch of its life, giving me promotional advice, and encouraging me to not give up.

.facebook_-1796944355Talent will only get you so far, and my learning curve for the craft of storytelling was more like a rollercoaster as I absorbed what my editors were teaching me, but I was hungry for the knowledge. There were times when I worked nearly around the clock, and I’m pretty sure that if my husband hadn’t been 100% supportive of me, I would’ve found myself in a padded cell.

November 5, 2010 came and went, with readers embracing Divine Grace and sharing it with their friends, keeping it consistently in the Enduring Bestsellers list at BookStrand ever since. On November 6th, I went back to work on Her Gentle Giant and Heavenly Angel, content that the work had been worth it.

2011 Horse PornFast forward five years and here I am, with 22+ books in the Divine Creek Ranch series. My kids have grown into teenagers during that time, watching me seize the day. My husband has never faltered in his support, even when it meant taking on many of the responsibilities that had traditionally been mine, because he knew it was what I needed.

Divine Grace has become a comfort re-read to many book lovers and friends, and I still flush when someone tells me how much Grace’s story meant to them. That touches my heart because I know what it meant to me to write it.

HR2Yes, I still see it for the flawed story that took only a month to write and several months and rounds of edits to make publishable. I blush when I catch my mistakes in the story but I try to overlook those to see what it is that touches people’s hearts, what makes them want to re-read it.

I have favorite authors and series that I’ll re-read just to lose myself in the worlds they’ve created once more and my dream when I first sat before my keyboard was to create stories readers could connect with on that level.

I have readers and author friends to thank for their encouragement via Facebook, Twitter, this blog, and e-mails. The positive feedback gave me the motivation and courage to continue writing books in the series, and made all the behind-the-scenes work worth the effort. Along the way, I’ve also been able to meet some of these friends in person and what an honor it’s been.

Divine Grace’s characters have also met with reader recognition through various contests. Ethan Grant has even joined me online, writing short stories for readers to enjoy that are set in the Dancing Pony and based on some of the pickup lines he hears from behind the bar.

IMAG1149I love seeing my early books pop up in the BookStrand Time Machine (formerly known as Retro Release) from time to time but today is special since it’s the book that started it all—and it’s been five years.

Divine Grace is offered at the low price of 99¢ for the next three days. That’s 200,000+ words for less than a dollar. At roughly four to five times the length of the average erotic romance novel, that is a steal. But it’s only for three days.

My hope is that new readers will find it and be entertained, encouraged, and hey, if it spices up someone’s love life I’m good with that, too. 😀

20130927_183452Do you have a friend who could use a little excitement and encouragement? Nudge them and show them the cover or text them the link. And if you’ve read Divine Grace, I would love to know what your favorite moment was in the story. Just share with me in a comment.

And remember, if you’ve never read one of my books and you want to try it, this special price will be in effect for a very short time.

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The men of the Divine Creek Ranch have found the woman they’ve dreamed of. Jack loves voluptuous Grace’s giving heart and blushing cheeks. Ethan loves her wild innocence and loyalty. Adam fell in love with her the moment he laid eyes on her.

With the help of these three handsome men, Grace frees herself from an abusive boyfriend. She loves them all and knows she could never choose between them—Jack for his teasing nature, Ethan for his intuition, and Adam for his gentle ways. When danger and calamity threaten, her men proved they will protect and defend her. Grace learns what it means to be desired, pursued, and protected by three gorgeous men, finding that they will do anything to please her along the way.

Can they prove to Grace they want forever and not just a fling? Can Grace heed the advice of her sister and seize the day?

Please visit my website for more information about the series, the reading order, excerpts, helpful links, answers to frequently asked questions, and news about my works in progress. Also be sure to check out the Slices of Life at the Dancing Pony blog posts while you’re there.

Seize the day, baby!

All material ©2015 Heather Rainier

Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: A Jack Of All Trades

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A rather gray-haired gentleman named John sat alone at the bar one night. He’s known around here as a Jack-of-all-trades. People who are acquainted with him say he can fix anything.

As happy hour was ending two people came in together. A young man named Jacob, who was walking with bit of a limp, and his mom Nora. Jacob had lost his leg over in Iraq a few years before and Nora was sort of forcing him to get out and have some fun. He hadn’t been anywhere besides home and hospitals for quite a while and was nervous about going out in public because of his prosthetic leg.

Jacob helped his mom into one of the tall chairs at the bar, and then pulled out one for himself. He stumbled a little as he angled into it and seemed like he was embarrassed by the misstep, which to me seemed understandable for someone adjusting to a prosthesis. Once Jacob had his leg situated they ordered a couple of beers. The poor guy looked like he wanted to crawl under a rock for having drawn attention to himself.

John had been observing unobtrusively the whole time and once they were settled he offered to buy their drinks and said, “Hey there, young man. You doing okay? Looks like you’re having some trouble with that leg.”

Jacob nodded but didn’t say much else and Nora smiled and said, “Thank you for the drinks, sir. My son lost his leg in Iraq and he’s been having trouble with his prosthetic for a while, but doesn’t want to go back to the doctor. He said he’s through with going back and forth to doctors after all this time. He’s a bit stubborn but I can’t say I blame him. I just wanted him to get out and have fun for a change.”

The three talked for a while, and eventually Jacob opened up and explained how he’d lost the leg. It was clear he didn’t like being the center of attention.

John said, “Son, it’d be an honor for me if you’d let me check out your prosthetic leg. I might be able to help with adjusting it, since I have some experience with them.” As he said this, John pulled up his right pant leg and revealed his own prosthetic leg. “Motorcycle accident when I was twenty-five years old.”

Jacob blinked at John’s leg for a few seconds and then a slight smile formed on his face. “You’ve lived with a prosthesis all these years? I kept telling the people at the clinic and the therapists that I was having a hard time balancing and they insisted that was due to my head injury, that I’d just have to adjust. My head feels fine but balancing is still a problem. I’m just really frustrated.”

John frowned as he reached out and lifted Jacob’s pant leg a notch higher and peered at how the leg was attached. Then he nodded at Jacob and gestured with a thumb to the front door. “I think I know what you’re talking about, with the balance problem. I’ve got tools out in my truck. Seems like anything is better than you hobbling around when you don’t need to.”

Jacob followed John outside to his truck. When they came back about thirty minutes later the Jacob’s limp had all but disappeared. He was smiling from ear to ear when he answered his mother’s inquiries. “He fiddled with it and made me walk up and down the sidewalk to test it out and then fiddled with it some more. I’m a little sore from all the exercise, but I can handle a little pain if it means getting around without you having to hover over me and worry so much…” He chuckled and shook his head. “This is the most solid and stable I’ve felt on my own two feet since I was back in Iraq.”

Nora’s eyes grew misty as she looked him up and down, standing tall and straight without something to hold on to for balance. “Son, I never minded being there for you.” She looked up at John as if he was a hero. “Sir, I don’t know how to thank you. This is incredible. How did you do that so quickly?”

John chuckled and blushed a little, and said, “Well, little lady, I used to fix typewriters and there’s not many mechanical devices I haven’t repaired in my life. Just have a knack, I guess, and the right tools of course. You don’t have to thank me, but I’d love to take you to dinner tonight.”

She blushed beet red and said, “Oh my, that would be lovely…but…”

She looked up at Jacob and he said, “For goodness sake, Mom, quit worrying about me. You’re the one who needs to have some fun. You haven’t left my side in three years. Please go have fun.”

One of our bartenders, who knows Jacob, leaned in and said, “Hey, y’all go have a nice dinner and I’ll make sure Jacob gets home, okay?”

They left after a half-hearted protest from Nora who was still blushing and smiling.

Jacob returned to his seat at the bar and gave a huge sigh of relief as he signaled for another beer. “Thank God. I thought my mom was never going to date again. She’s been great and stuck by me through everything but she needed this. Thanks, man.”

The bartender tipped his head and said, “Hey, it’s the least I could do after all you did for us. Thank you. Looks like someone wants to meet you,” he added, pointing over Jacob’s shoulder.

I grinned as Jacob turned to look in the direction the bartender had pointed and his jaw dropped when he saw the cute redhead standing there.

“Is this seat taken?”

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His mouth opened and closed a couple of times and then he smiled. Patting the seat he said, “It sure is. By you.”

“Smooth,” my bartender said with a grin as he turned to stock the cooler.

Looked to me like Jacob’s wasn’t the only balance that was restored that night. I’ve heard recently that Nora and John are engaged and planning a beach wedding on some pretty Caribbean shore. And Jacob and that cute little redhead have been seen in here on Saturday nights, mostly two-stepping on the dance floor.

Cheers y’all!

All Material ©Heather Rainier 2015

Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: The Wingman Wins

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As a bartender, I’ve served as a wingman on numerous occasions, usually because I could tell the woman, or in some rare cases a man, didn’t want the attention.

I want patrons to feel comfortable in the Dancing Pony. Part of that means doing what I can to make sure it doesn’t become known as a meat market, or someplace a woman couldn’t expect to go to enjoy a drink, relax, and be left in peace if that’s what she wants.

Anyway, one night in the Dancing Pony, a guy was hitting on a pretty young woman named Jenny who was sitting at the bar. At first Jenny was polite and tried to be nice to him without encouraging him, but she was a little too shy to be blunt and tell him to get lost. Problem is, if you get enough drink in a guy like this one, all subtlety goes right over his head.

He kept leaning toward her, talking a little too loudly, and nearly spilled his beer on her, and she frowned as she leaned away from him. That was the cue we were waiting for.

Right as one of my bartenders was about to step in and act as her boyfriend, a cowboy who’d evidently been observing her predicament walked up. He met her gaze and smiled as he laid his forearm around the back of her chair in an obviously territorial gesture and stared at the man who was bothering her, “Hey, pal, are you hitting on my lady?”

She blinked and was about to speak up when the light bulb went on and she gazed up in awe at her good-looking cowboy savior and gave him a big smile…and relaxed against his arm.

The difference in size between the two men was considerable, and the annoying one left.

The young lady thanked the cowboy, who introduced himself as Paul, and he tipped his hat to her and said, “You’re more than welcome, pretty lady. I’m glad I could help. If he bothers you again just look my way. I’ll be right over there…admiring you.” He held her gaze and smiled,  I think, to let her know he was serious about admiring her but respectful of her boundaries if she’d rather be left alone. 

Jenny looked ready to swoon and stared up at him. I think she was trying to formulate a coherent response and not having much luck. Right as he turned to walk away she grasped his coat sleeve. “Don’t go.” She patted the empty chair beside her. “You could do that from this chair…if you wanted to, that is. If your friends don’t mind. I wouldn’t mind.”

He smiled kindly at her and nodded.  “They won’t mind a bit.  And I’d be honored to sit with you.”

He sat down and they talked and danced the rest of the night together. 

As I said before, we’ll help someone who is being bothered, from behind the bar, but I enjoy the occasions where these situations sort themselves out. And I’m pleased to report…since that particular evening,  I’ve seen them come in together several more times. This one might just last beyond the wing-man stage.

Cheers,  y’all!

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Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: It Pays To Have a Sense of Humor

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604137_102082776625452_34904134_nConfidence may be the key to getting a lady’s attention, but if a woman likes a man’s sense of humor, he’s well on his way to winning her affection.

A big cowboy was at the Dancing Pony one evening. I mean BIG. So big that his friends nicknamed him Ox. In addition to being big, Ox is also funny. What the guy may lack in male-fitness-model good looks, he makes up for with self-confidence and a great sense of humor.

He was with his buddies that evening and they were having a fun and noisy time as usual when he set eyes on a very pretty, very curvy brunette named Liz who’d just come in with a group of friends to celebrate the end of the work week.

Ox observed the way Liz sang along with all the songs, and that she bobbed in place at the bar with her friends, as if she wanted to dance, but no one had asked her yet.

Never one to let an opportunity pass him by, Ox strolled up to Liz and said, “Sweet, voluptuous angel, would you care to dance with me?”

Now, being married to a sweet, voluptuous blonde angel, I readily noticed the flicker of defensiveness in her eyes as she blinked at him, as if wondering if he was making fun of her curviness.

She put a hand on her hip as she looked Ox up and down. “I think that beer belly would get in the way, don’t you?”

Without missing a beat, Ox patted his mid-section as if he was displaying washboard abs. “Sweet angel, don’t let appearances deceive you. This isn’t a beer belly, it’s a fuel tank for my sex machine, and right now it’s sittin’ on ‘full.’”

By the time everybody stopped laughing, we were pleasantly surprised to see Ox and Liz dancing together.

Looks are a great thing to have but they fade, where a heart of gold and a sense of humor last forever.

Cheers y’all!

Note from Heather: I hope y’all are enjoying the Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony. I have to say, I identified with Liz and this pickup line, only I wished that I’d encountered a man like Ox. We’ve all been there, I suppose, and not all men have as much “snap” as Ox did, in asking his curvy beauty to dance when she was trying to hide that she was afraid he was making fun of her. I know he was big, and funny, and self-confident, but at his core, I think his greatest asset was kindness.

You know I value a snappy pickup line if you’ve read the Divine Creek Ranch Collection, so tell me about the pickup lines you’ve heard. We’ve all heard the cringe-worthy ones but have you ever heard one that either struck you right in the funny bone, or one that strummed the chords of your heart? Tell me about it in a comment. 😀

Seize the day, baby!

All material copyright ©Heather Rainier 2015

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PS: Thanks to all the readers who have contacted me with compliments about Bunny and the Beast. Thanks to wonderful readers like y’all, Bunny and Joseph’s story has been very successful, and I hope continues to be when it reaches Amazon. Thanks also for telling your friends about the series.

Slices of Life from the Dancing Pony: Shy Girl Takes a Shot

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This pickup line was actually delivered—or fumbled—by a shy young woman named Gina, who works as a secretary for a local law office, to a guy who is also a bit shy. I imagine if Gracie had been at the Dancing Pony on the night in question she’d have taken matters into hand and called it a service to young love…and the universe at large.

Alex works for the Texas Department of Transportation, also known as TxDOT, so you can imagine that he doesn’t get practice making small talk with pretty women on the job.

It started out simple enough. Gina and Alex kept making eye contact with each other from opposite ends of the bar. Alex would catch her watching him, and turn beet red from his forehead and his ears all the way down to his neck. Then she’d look up to find him watching her, and she’d get clumsy and knock her purse onto the floor or knock my stack of cocktail napkins into the bar sink. Neither one of them had the nerve to go over to the other and open a conversation. It was nearly painful to watch.

Granted, on most occasions a lady need only make eye contact and smile, but Alex needed a little stronger push.

Finally, Gina got up, grabbed her purse, and started to walk past Alex and by “accident” spilled her beer and drenched Alex’s shirtfront.

Gina gasped said, “Oh! I’m so sorry! That was really clumsy of me!” She grabbed half the fresh stack of my bar napkins and began blotting his shirt front, dropping most of them on the floor until they were standing there surrounded by a mound of cocktail napkins, and she was patting his chest with a handful of damp, shredded napkin and leaving bits and pieces of paper all over his shirtfront. Meanwhile he’s just standing there grinning like a tongue-tied fool because she’s actually touching him.

One of the other bar patrons nudged Alex and whispered something to him. He finally snapped out of it, and said, “You could’ve dumped a keg on me, pretty lady, and I wouldn’t have minded, as long as I get the next dance.”

604137_102082776625452_34904134_nGina looked so relieved, and she accidentally whacked that helpful bar patron in the head as she passed her purse to me to put behind the bar. She grabbed Alex’s hand, stumbling on her own two feet once as they headed for the dance floor.

One of the bartenders looked at me and said, “She shoots, she scores!”

The execution doesn’t have to be graceful or suave but it’s important to take a shot at what you want.

Looking forward to serving you another slice of life from the Dancing Pony soon!

Cheers, y’all!

Note from Heather: I hope you enjoyed the first in a series of pickup line stories as written by Ethan Grant. It started out as a brainstorming session with my street team one night. I was looking for the perfect pickup line to use in a scene set in the Dancing Pony in the book I was currently writing. I’d asked the Divine Divas to tell me about the worst and best pickup lines they’d ever heard or fallen victim to. Ethan Grant was still new to Facebook (no, it’s not me 😀 ) and he piped up with one of the gazillion pickup lines he’d heard while working at the Dancing Pony.

The Divine Divas, still a little twitter-pated that Ethan Grant was actually on Facebook and a member of their private FB group, were thoroughly entertained by his stories and over time, it grew into a weekly thing. Some of those pickup lines became the basis for scenes or actual books. That was back in 2013, and all those great pickup line stories just languished in the ever growing group feed.

Ethan and I talked about it and thought my readers might enjoy some of those stories here on the blog. So, with the help of my excellent personal assistant, Lily Castle, we found all of them and dusted them off for their own special editions of the Divine Tease. We collaborated–with Ethan revising and me editing–to bring them to you in a new and improved version.

These are different stories than the ones he currently shares from Ethan Grant on Facebook on Sunday nights, so if you enjoy this one you might look him up there and read the current stories, known as the Dancing Pony Pickup Lines.

All content is copyrighted ©Heather Rainier 2015

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Release Day Flash Giveaway!

In just a few hours Bunny and the Beast goes live for download! To celebrate, I’m having a flash giveaway. Nothing hard, no liking or sharing, just answer my question in a comment to this blog post. I’m doing this just for fun and because I LOVE my readers and want to celebrate the release of my 22nd novel with you.

***Contest has ended and winner has been drawn! Congratulations Jenny Simbari! You won the bookcover collage mug! I’ll be in touch. <3 ***

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Some of you are already enjoying the feel of those first days of autumn. In my part of the country, it’s still a fond fantasy. Sure, we had that brief little stretch of cool mornings a couple of weeks ago but I knew that was just Mother Nature messing with Texas. It’ll be another month or two before we’ll have temperatures that’ll feel like Autumn to me, maybe Thanksgiving if I’m lucky. For me, the best part is that although we don’t enjoy a stereotypical fall most years, the change in seasons heralds in a few months of relief from the triple digit heat. I’m grateful to have it to look forward to.

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So, here’s my question…What are your top five favorite things about Autumn?

It’s just that simple.

And here’s my top five for the curious: 1) Sweater weather and dressing in layers. 2) Enjoying the cool mornings while I sip my coffee on one of the porches. 3) Watching my dogs antics as they enjoy the cooler weather. 4) Glimpses of does, bucks, and other wildlife, all from my porch. 5) Opening every window in the house and just enjoying the breeze. And my freebie #6) Pumpkin-scented and pumpkin-flavored everything. 😀

I’m giving away a 15 ounce ceramic coffee mug that features the book covers from the last four books in the series, including Bunny and the Beast’s.

2015-09-17 13.12.25Put your answer in a comment on this blog post. Tomorrow (9-25-15) I’ll do a random drawing from the comments and notify the winner via e-mail so make sure to include that because I’ll need to contact you to get your mailing address from you. Only answers added to this blog post will count in the drawing.

***Winner has been drawn! Congratulations Jenny Simbari!***

If you haven’t already done so, would you consider putting in your order for Bunny and the Beast? It’s part of the Divine Creek Ranch Collection but I’ve got good intel that this one also makes a great stand alone for readers who may be new to my series. Want excerpts and the blurb? Just visit the book page here on my website.

NOTE: If you’ve never commented on my blog before, comments are under moderation so if you comment overnight and it doesn’t immediately pop up, don’t worry. I’ll approve it as soon as I see it and it’ll count in the drawing.

Happy Autumn!

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A Glimpse at Cassie’s Story…

hr website pic 2I’ve been told before that I’m a tease. If so, I came to it later in life when it’s possibly a good thing. The Divine Tease will be bringing you periodic snippets, teases, blurbs and the occasional excerpt from my works in progress.

I typically take a little longer than average in writing a book and this way readers will have an idea of what I’m working on when I’m working, and occasionally when I’m not. 😉

Some of the blurbs will also show up on my Works in Progress page so always check there to find out what’s next in the series. This is just for fun.

Readers have asked what’s next and I’ve mentioned that Cassie’s story is currently being written. After celebrating the release of Lumberjack Weekend (Book 22) on Amazon yesterday, and Bunny and the Beast’s imminent release at Siren-BookStrand this Friday, it seemed like a fitting time to unveil a little of what’s going on with Divine’s favorite barista and baker.


Cassie, Samson, and Ivan made promises on the day they graduated from high school and then life took them in unexpected directions.

Raised in a traditional home, Cassie Villalobos was expected to work hard and obey her elders and because of her inner nature she complies, until life throws her so many curve balls she has no choice but to begin standing up for herself.

Aspiring to join the military, identical twins Samson and Ivan Cutter find themselves pulled in opposite directions on life paths that couldn’t be different, but through the years, they’ve unknowingly had one thing in common. Cassie Villalobos. Or more to the point—love for Cassie Villalobos.

Samson’s successful career in the military and then in law enforcement was interrupted when he was injured in the line of duty. With a well-earned reputation for level-headedness, Samson enjoys his job as an emergency dispatch supervisor but there’s always been something missing. Not even his private lifestyle as a Dominant at Hazelle House, and role as Joseph Hazelle’s right hand man, brings him much satisfaction these days.

Good-humored and affectionate, it’s probably a good thing Ivan didn’t make the cut in the military due to an injury because he’s found his passion and his purpose in his kitchen. An award-winning chef with a major following, he satisfies his sensual nature with culinary prowess while always feeling the inner emptiness that long hours at his Viking stove can’t fulfill.

Thirty years have passed since the night they made those broken promises to each other, and Cassie’s not the only one with some explaining to do.

©Heather Rainier


Next time I tease, I might reveal the name of this story. I have a working title that I’m using, because I have to call the story something, but I’m not 100% on it yet. I’m depending on Cassie, Samson, and Ivan to help me figure out what it’s supposed to be called.

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Readers who are familiar with the series know that Cassie is the proud owner of Divine Drip, a local coffee shop. Customers go there for the awesome coffee, but Cassie also sells pastries, kolaches, cupcakes, and in the morning she also does a hopping business selling homemade breakfast tacos.

Curious readers will meet Samson in Bunny and the Beast, since he plays a large role at Hazelle House, along with Joseph’s other close friend Randall. They’re his right-hand men, since Joseph can’t be there 24/7 and still have time for romancing his little firecracker. Ivan will make his first appearance in the course of his story…unless he hijacks the Divine Tease to share some culinary finesse. Man, now my mouth is watering. 😀

Speaking of mouth-watering, share with me in a comment: Are you a coffee-drinker or a tea-drinker? And if either of those appeal to you, tell me your idea or recipe for a perfect cup of coffee or tea. Do you drink it strictly in the morning or do you like a shot of java in the afternoon like I do…or better yet, coffee with dessert? Tell me how you like it. 😉

Seize the day, baby!