Bad Boy Blog Hop
Meet Cinders he’s not
really a Bad Boy but he’s Bad Ass
EXCERPT
The world
seemed eerily quiet as she pushed herself up from the
hard packed dirt, only to fall back down. Her ankle hurt. Tears
filled her eyes, as she glanced around. There stood the women from
the mercantile, staring, and their eyes full of terror. She’d get no
assistance from them.
hard packed dirt, only to fall back down. Her ankle hurt. Tears
filled her eyes, as she glanced around. There stood the women from
the mercantile, staring, and their eyes full of terror. She’d get no
assistance from them.
John Hardy
strutted into the street and laughed while he gestured
for two of his men to pick her up. “Come on, honey, it’s time for
our honeymoon.”
for two of his men to pick her up. “Come on, honey, it’s time for
our honeymoon.”
She heard
the clomping of hooves and the turn of wagon wheels
behind her but the wagon didn’t stop to help her either. By this
time, a crowd had gathered and now there were men standing with
the group of women. She tried to plead for help with her eyes but
they glanced away.
behind her but the wagon didn’t stop to help her either. By this
time, a crowd had gathered and now there were men standing with
the group of women. She tried to plead for help with her eyes but
they glanced away.
Two men
grabbed at her to haul her back into the saloon when a
loud cocking of a gun erupted from behind.
loud cocking of a gun erupted from behind.
“Put her
down.” A man's voice threatened.
John
stepped forward, thrusting out his chest. “Listen, Cinders, this
is none of your business. It’d be in your best interest to leave
things be.”
is none of your business. It’d be in your best interest to leave
things be.”
The world
began to dim and spin, the smell of blood was the last
straw. She fainted.
straw. She fainted.
Cinders is a Hero but he also Battles Indians,
Jealous Widows,
The Town, and a Kidnapper
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