Today Harlequin announces a partnership with the Professional Bull Riders (PBR), the fastest growing sport in America. For the partnership, Harlequin will publish four novels within the new Harlequin series line, Harlequin Pro Bull Riders, that feature actual PBR bull riders on the covers.
What do you get when you take one red-hot sexy cowboy and mix in a beautiful horse riding princess? You get an epic explosion!!! Bull trainer Trace Carter gets a visit from Mayor Judy. One that he is not happy about. Seems that Mayor Judy has a trick up her sleeve, and is bringing in three girls to be the Hell’s Belles. They will represent the male overtaken city of Hell, Texas. One slight problem, Judy wants Trace to train the girls to be bull clowns. You know the ones that help get the bull back into the pen after the rider is off the bull. Nope, that will not work for Trace and his brothers in arms. You see Trace and his friends run the Hell’s Outlaws Training Center.
Tina Leonard is here today to talk about her love of hunky men, her new Hell’s Outlaws series, and her summer TBR. Since LAST OF THE RED-HOT COWBOYS is the start of a new series called Hell’s Outlaws, tell us about the players we’ll meet. Come by www.pinterest.com/tinaleonard1 and visit the Hell’s Outlaws board to meet the characters! Two of my favorites are Mayor Judy and Sheriff Steel Durant. They’ve got a big plan for Hell, Texas, and bringing on a team of excellent female riders to learn bullfighting is the headline—although, as we all know, there are secret plans afoot! No good matchmakers are ever without their secret magic wands! Mayor Judy just happens to believe that to settle the Hell’s Outlaws, she’s going to need some really strong ladies! Cowboys and rodeos make … Continue
I guess I was a runaway bride. I figured out four days before my wedding that I didn’t want to marry my fiancé, my mother told me to fly home, and that was that. Mom also told me I wasn’t going to sit at home and cry, so she wanted me to call up an old friend that I hadn’t seen in fifteen years or so—which I didn’t want to do. We hadn’t talked, and I was sure he was married with kids. Post-Runaway Bride moment, Tina Leonard has her own HEA. But I finally cratered under Mom’s request (she’d promised to call his parents if I didn’t call him). In retrospect, I think I could have called her bluff, but you didn’t bet the house against Mom. She was one of the cagiest… Continue
A sexy cowgirl gives a rugged Texas loner the ride of his life in USA Today bestselling author Tina Leonard’s seductive new series. Ava Buchanan dreams of a career on the rodeo circuit. Winning a spot on a one-of-a-kind team would be her ticket to the life she’s always wanted. Ava won’t let anyone stand in her way—not even a stubborn cowboy whose slow-molasses smile and red-hot swagger set her senses aflame . . . and whose talents as a trainer could make her a star. Rodeo might be a man’s game, but Ava knows the right woman’s touch can tame the wildest heart. Trace Carter believes his mayor’s plan to raise the town’s profile has disaster written all over it, and he won’t allow the Hell’s Outlaws Training Center to be dragged into… Continue
A long time ago I dated a bullrider. He was sweet, funny, and handsome. I had a black and white glossy of him on the back of a bull, in full kick, in my high school locker. In fact, I might still have that 8 x 10 in a box somewhere in the attic. To say that he was a dreamboat doesn’t do him justice. So sometimes when I’m envisioning a hero for one of my cowboy romances, never mind the iconic actors who star in western movies, in my mind’s eye I see that hunk on a bull and remember his heroic qualities. Here where I live here in central Texas, there’s more inspiration as well. From time to time I see living, breathing cowboys who contribute to my arsenal of inspiration. I was… Continue
It’s funny how a book can pop up out of nowhere. Out of a bag of nuts even. When we were kids, my parents used to take my sister and me to harvest pecans off the ground in our small Texas town. There was a modest grove of wild pecan trees near our home, so we’d go fill a bag with nuts. It was always a bit chilly, and the sky almost always gray, but the pecans smelled so delicious as they baked in the oven and sat out in the wooden bowl on the table that it was worth it! These many years later, these nutty memories lingered in my author’s mind.