This is a part of the blog tour for Chasing McCree by J.C. Isabella.
Briar Thompson had it all. The right clothes, the right friends, the right car. Being popular was all that mattered. Her parents were rich and treated like royalty throughout the community. She thought her senior year of high school was going perfectly, until the night her drink was spiked at a party by one of her so called friends.
That was the night she met Chase McCree.
Chase wanted to go back to Montana. To the ranch and the wild, wide blue sky that went on forever. He wanted nothing to do with flashy cars or spoiled rich kids. But he found himself head over boots for the quirky cheerleader who turned her back on her social status. She befriended him when no one else would.
Shunned and hurt by the people who were once her friends, Briar flees with Chase to his family ranch in Montana. There she discovers another world, and apart of herself she never knew.
The cowboy wasn’t like anyone she’d ever met. The cheerleader wasn’t like anyone he’d ever met. Apart their lives didn’t seem to make sense, but together, they were chasing forever.
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Excerpt: Chapter 6
“W-why do boys have to be such je-jerks?” I sobbed, blowing my nose in a wad of paper towels I’d snagged from the girls bathroom under the stadium bleachers.
“Oh, Briar baby. Not all men are jerks.” Grandma said. I’d called her as soon as I was in the clear and no one would hear me talking. The safest place was the football stadium. No one came out here to do anything, except get high. And the druggies were slinking in the shadows, far enough away that I wouldn’t be noticed. “Some are bastards that should be castrated and sent to hell, but not all. I married your grandfather because he was one of the decent ones.”
I sniffed. “I kneed Alex in the crotch in front of the wh-whole school!”
She sighed. “And I once laughed so hard I peed my pants at a Yankees game. Life goes on. I am proud of you for giving the little shit what he deserved.”
“Thanks. You always know what to say to make me feel better.” I sucked in a breath, wiping my eyes. “I can’t believe my parents would do that to me.”
“Ha, I can.” She clicked her teeth together, “I think you should let me take care of talking to your father. I’ll give the little shit a piece of my mind.”
“Thanks,” I said. “Can I stay with you until this blows over?”
“Of course! My door is always open, you know that. Now why don’t you stop your bawling and go have some fun? It’s not even ten yet.”
I groaned. “I’ll go home.”
“Because I don’t have any friends, not after what I just did.”
“Not even that nice cowboy?”
I laughed. “Chase?”
“Sure, you seemed to get along fine together. I’ll bet my bottom teeth that he’s nothing like Alex. He’s one of the good ones. The kind of boy who won’t grab your ass unless you ask him to.”
“I really like him, but I can’t call him.” I wanted to. Chase was just nice to be around. I didn’t feel like I had to impress him or that he was judging me. “He’s going to think I’m a needy crybaby.”
“Honey, you just described half the women in America. Give him a call, what have you got to lose? Nothing. But you could gain a friend. Maybe even a boyfriend.” Before she hung up she made kissy sounds and told me to start the night over and have fun.
That was easier said than done.
It took me ten minutes to actually work up the nerve to call him.
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About the Author
I’m J.C. Isabella, and I love to write. I’ve been writing for about ten years now. Mostly it was just for fun, for me. But my friends liked my work, so I decided to self publish. I hope you enjoy the rest of my site, and the books I have written.
The reason I chose to write romance, is because I love a happy ending. In YA there are so many lessons to be learned, so many firsts to be had. Why not write about first kisses, first crushes, or trying to explain to your father you were bitten by your boyfriend, who happens to be a werewolf?
One thing I will always promise in my books is a happy ending. I’ve always hated getting to the end of a really great novel, and feeling let down because it didn’t end the way I thought it should. So about ten years ago, I decided to write a book. I remember it was about these kids who hijack a boat to find buried treasure in Mexico….
Needless to say, my writing has come a long way since my teen years, and I know I have room to improve, but I feel guilty having these books sitting in my computer, with no one to read them. So I’m putting them out for the world to see!
I try not to take myself too seriously. I’m not an editor, nor am I a total wiz when it comes to grammar or language. I try my darndest though, and I hope to give people an enjoyable read that is nice a break from reality.
I put a lot of work into what I do, and I appreciate people reading my work. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
- Our gorgeous author, J.C. Isabella, is giving away e-book copies of Chasing McCree and the short story, A McCree’s Star Spangled 4th.