We are excited to have with us today……

Thanks for having me today! I’m learning I’m not a genre writer.  I sort of get a character talking to me and that’s how my books are formed. I wasn’t intending to write YA. I’m too old, you know? But watching my daughters, seeing the changes and obstacles they’re facing, got me thinking.


            And Allie kind of came into being.

            She was this angry kid. Which is the exact opposite of my girls.

            She was uprooted and torn from the life she knew and loved. Which is exactly what happened to my daughter a few years ago. And to me when I was a teenager. Luckily, my girls didn’t get all angry and retaliatory – they were sad, sure, but they were never mean. I, on the other hand, was angry and self-destructive.

            So Allie was this mixture of past experiences and emotions. She was this wonderful character that, once she’d become fully realized, had a lot to say. She wanted to be heard and kept talking to me until the story was done and on the page.

            Wyatt was this amazing addition. He was the perfect partner for Allie. Where she lashed out, he kept on smiling. When she shut down, he was supportive. They were very yin and yang, and they clicked in a wonderful way. And I love him. I mean, what’s not to love? He’s everything a girl could want. And everything a mother would want for her daughter.

            I may not have started out with the intention of writing YA, but I’m glad Allie and Wyatt’s story picked me. And their story isn’t over – I mean, how could I end it yet? We don’t know what’s happening with… a lot. Or with Dax and Molly. 🙂

Than you Sasha,for stopping by today!


Cowboys & Kisses

(Teens of Black Falls Texas, #1) 

By Sasha Summers

Allie had big plans for the future. Falling for a cowboy wasn’t part of it.

1. Get out of Black Falls Texas – aka Redneck Hell

(Graduation was eight months away. After that, she was out of there.)

2. Avoid Wyatt Holcomb at all costs.

(Except he was everywhere and kind of hard to ignore since he was hot-and a really nice guy.)

3. Avoid her parents.

(Shouldn’t be too hard to do since her father hated her and her mother pretended nothing was wrong.)

4. Stop thinking about Wyatt.

(Which would be a lot easier if he wasn’t so sweet… and he’d keep his shirt on.)

5. Decide what she really wants.

(Instead of holding onto the past and the guilt.)

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Cowboys & Kisses Excerpt #1:

Wyatt was carrying me. I like this dream…

I’m glad I was sleeping. If I wasn’t, I’d have to wake up. He’d put me down. I’d have to get pissy with him—because that’s what I did, acted pissed. Right now, I didn’t want him to put me down. And I was way too warm and comfortable to get pissy.

The front door opened. We were going inside, up the stairs…

I burrowed in a little, to breathe against his chest. His really strong, no-give chest. God, he smells good. Really really good.

I turned, pressing my cheek against him. His heartbeat picked up…a lot. And his arms tightened, holding me more surely. Something about that, the way he was holding me, made my heart thump. Maybe I should admit I was awake?

I heard the floorboard creak. We were almost to my room. Which was good. So why was I feeling panic?

Because he’ll put me down and leave…

My hand gripped his shirt front. I needed…wanted to hold on to him, to keep him here, protecting me, holding me. And for some new and bizarre reason, I felt sort of…frantic about it. “Allie?” His voice was soft, his breath stirring the air by my ear.

I didn’t say anything. What was I supposed to say? I’m awake but don’t put me down? You smell really good…and you feel even better? Yeah, that wouldn’t go over very well.

Or would it? What if he was cool with it? What if he stayed? Did I want him to stay? I swallowed.

I was being lowered, slowly. I felt the muscles in his chest and arms and shoulders move against me and felt…breathless and hot and confused and… I’m so in trouble.

My bed was soft beneath my back, but before his arms slipped out from under me I opened my eyes.


About the Author
Sasha is part gypsy. Her passions have always been storytelling, Hollywood, history, and travel. It’s no surprise that her books include a little of each. Her first play, ‘Greek Gods and Goddesses’ was written for her Girl Scout troupe. She’s been writing ever since. She loves getting lost in the worlds and characters she creates; even if she frequently forgets to run the dishwasher or wash socks when she’s doing so. Luckily, her four brilliant children and hero-inspiring hubby are super understanding and supportive.
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