Is it the concept of the olden days where men were rough-hewn and sweaty and protected us little helpless females from all the evil creatures of the world? Is it the way they’re depicted as rugged and masculine with carved bodies and eyes that burn into your soul? Is it the way they wear those oh-so skin-tight jeans and chaps and the shirts open to here and…  Is it the look of cowboy boots and hats and the way they ride those big steeds? Well, in truth I think it’s a little bit of all of these delicious little thoughts and more.

As women I think we love our men to be real men – okay guys don’t shoot me. You know I’ve done several pieces where I totally agree men can look good in anything from a three piece suit to swim trunks, torn jeans to leather pants and you don’t have to have the perfect body either. I love men in every size and shape BUT – we still have the “it” man just as there’s not a man I don’t know who doesn’t have the one woman who they would sell all they own for one night with. Mine happens to be Tom Selleck – and not just from his days of Magnum PI. Today he’s just as freaking gorgeous in my opinion and he can wear a pair of jeans like no man – WHEW!

Cowboys also remind us of almost simpler times where we could count on what tomorrow was mostly going to be like. Cowboys have existed since the time of the rugged America with Indians and wildlife and everything we’ve watched in movies. Funny – cowboy flicks are making a huge comeback and I don’t mean just in new films. There’s an entire week of all the old westerns coming on from John Wayne all the up through some modern day flicks coming on two stations here in the states. I’m thinking of watching them for the first time in my life. I was never into westerns or cowboys at all.

     And suddenly – who knew? I crave them too. Geez – am I just in need? I don’t know but they started intriguing me so I wrote a couple of pieces that are getting ready to come out. They’re modern day of course so I don’t have them all roping and riding but the countryside is part of what I love about writing these pieces. From Montana to South Dakota – from the mountains to the lakes – what’s not to love about writing a piece nestled in some of the most beautiful country in the United States? There’s a reason they call it God’s Country.

Add in men who ride and rope and carry guns and wear cowboy boots and tight jeans and… Well, you get the picture. It think we as a country and across the world are trying to go back to times where our heroes remind us every day how important life and families are. Cowboys are the perfect personification of this. They seem to be moral above all, loving and honest, hardworking and gritty and they love their women or their men completely.

Rustling Danger has two men and one woman and yes – my cowboys share passion. Hearts Forged in Fire is all about two men who find each other after a series of tragedies. I love both pieces. Here’s a snippet of Hearts Forged in Fire and the blurb for Rustling Danger. I hope when you read these you think about the good times with your man – he just might be a cowboy hiding under those expensive suits after all.

Enjoy and rope a cowboy for me…

Kisses   xx





For rancher Zeke Parker every day was difficult. Not only was Rattlesnake Ranch falling on hard times but he couldn’t get over the horrible grief plaguing him for over a year. The death of his lover David had nearly stripped away his soul. As Valentine’s Day drew near his sister Sandi was determined to drag him out of his private hell. Agreeing to be a part of a charity auction for the humane society one date with a wealthy woman wasn’t going to kill him. During dinner at Sandi’s house he met movie producer Drake Wilson, who was scouting locations for an upcoming movie, and sparks flew.

Seeing David’s horse Milly and her strong reactions to the mysterious man, Zeke was intrigued. After an impetuous moment of heat both men were skittish and each had their reasons for pulling back. It seemed Cupid had other ideas in mind. When a rouse brought the two men together passion roared between them but damning secrets were too much for either to deal with. Just as Zeke was determined to give up on love forever Cupid intervened again and this time, the arrow went straight through his heart.


His hand shaking Drake brushed it through his hair and swallowed hard before speaking. “No. I should be the one apologizing. I didn’t mean to pry. You must be so angry with me after I…well after I touched her that way.”

Somehow the words surprised him. “Angry? Not at all. In truth she’s been moping since he died. I guess we both have. Nice to have something to smile about.” And it really was.

“Well, I should go. I have some things to do,” Drake breathed as he set his glass down on the hearth and rose to his feet. Grabbing his coat he could barely look at Zeke.

He had a terrible feeling he’d crossed the line. What an idiot you are telling him all your woes. “Anything I can help you with as far as the ranch?”

“No. The production assistant will be in touch with you in the next couple of weeks. I’m going back to LA day after tomorrow and then I’ll come out at some point with the crew. It’ll be in about forty-five days or so we’ll do some preliminary shoots. I might get to come back earlier but it just all depends on the financing deal.”

Zeke nodded. “Good enough.“ Nope. He’d just blown the entire thing with the man. Goddamn he was an idiot. He opened the door and dropped his head. “Thanks for coming out.”

Drake headed out the door and then stopped. Turning slowly he locked eyes with Zeke. “I know you’ve been through a lot. I don’t to sound callous or cold but if you’re willing I’d like to explore something with you. Maybe. If you’re willing to um…” He tipped his head back and laughed. “I sound pathetic, don’t I? I’m not very good with this. I haven’t really been out so to speak but for so long. I really think you’re an incredible guy and one I’d love to get to know better. Granted I’ll be away for a few weeks but maybe when I get back we can have dinner.” Looking away a nervous tick flicked across the corner of his mouth. When he spoke again his words were barely audible. “I also happen to think you’re damn sexy as hell.” Slapping his hand over his mouth he looked horrified.

Seeing Drake’s shocked reactions made Zeke not only smile but horny as hell. As his cock twitched, pressing tight against his jeans he resisted adjusting his bulge. “I think that’s the nicest thing I’ve heard in a while. I’d love to.” Hmmm…the thought the man had just come out with his sexuality was interesting. He’d always known he was gay and never questioned the thought and it never bothered him. He could easily tell Drake wasn’t sure what to do or what was expected of him and the mere sexy little thought was more beguiling than anything else.

Drake hesitated before easing forward. “I…good. I’ll call you at least. We can talk and just maybe…talk.” Awkwardness written all over his face he smiled and lowered his head.

A series of thoughts and sensations thrashed through his body and while his legs trembled he was left breathless because of the man. Losing all self-control he moved forward. “Drake.” Closing the distance he cupped Drake’s chin and lifted it as he leaned in. Capturing Drake’s mouth he whisked his tongue across Drake’s lips before pushing his tongue inside Drake’s mouth.

Drake moaned and closed his eyes, his entire body shaking as he gripped Zeke’s arms.

Zeke wrapped his arm around Drake’s waist pulling him tightly against the heat of his body. His heart thumping he could easily tell Drake was turned on and as he ground his hips against Drake’s the friction forced him to growl into the kiss. As the moment of passion roared he sensed Drake relaxing.

Drake slid one hand around Zeke’s waist, allowing his fingers to dance back and forth across his back. Their tongues entwining the kiss became a manic roar of hunger.

Every part of his body on fire and very much alive for the first time in so long he longed to encourage Drake to stay and to make love with him but he was unsure of what to do. Finding the courage to break the kiss he sighed. “You taste so damn good.” His voice barely a whisper he licked his lips and allowed the sweet scent of the man to fill his nostrils.

His face flushed, Drake panted as his eyes darted back and forth across Zeke’s. “I…I…” Palming Zeke’s chest, he fingered the thick shirt as he struggled to find something to say.

“You don’t have to say anything.” Tracing the seam of Drake’s mouth with his index finger he knew it was time to stop. “We’ll have plenty of time for this later. No rush. We’ll get to know each other.” God he longed and hoped to get to know the gorgeous man. Why was he burning all over with need? “If you want to I mean.”

Nodding slowly Drake said nothing but his look and his throbbing cock said enough.

There was something about the way Drake gazed at him that gave him courage and fueled his almost savage needs. Gently easing Drake back inside he closed the door and backed him against it. “I don’t know what’s happening here.”

“Neither do I but I’m so damn attracted to you. I…I’m not used to this, I’m not good at this.”

Biting his lower lip Zeke’s legs trembled. “What do you want?”

Several seconds ticked by.

“Drake.” Please God don’t let me lose him here.

“Oh…shit…” Tossing his head back Drake closed his eyes and jerked his coat off, pitching it to the floor. “I want…”

“Tell me,” Zeke encouraged as he leaned forward and licked around the seam of Drake’s mouth. Cupping his chest, he fingered Drake’s nipple through the fabric until the bud became rock hard before slipping his hand down to caress the bulge growing between Drake’s legs.

Drake sucked in his breath as his eyes fluttered open. Panting, he used the flat of his hand to brush down Zeke’s chest to his waist, his fingers dipping below the waistline. “I want…”

Tell me.” His voice more insistent, he kneaded Drake’s cock, stroking up and down until they were both breathless.

Drake fumbled with the button on Zeke’s jeans, his fingers shaking as he tried to unfasten. “I want to taste you.” He laughed nervously as if admitting it was difficult and gave Zeke a slanted stare. “All of you.”

It had been a long time since he’d had his cock sucked and there was nothing more that Zeke would love that to have the man’s mouth wrapped around his shaft. Shivering, he licked from the underside of Drake’s chin up to trace a circle around his mouth before crushing the man’s mouth as he pulled Drake against his chest. He continued rubbing Drake’s throbbing erection until he every nerve in his body stood on end. This was out of control and for some reason he didn’t want it to stop. Breaking the kiss he pushed Drake to his knees, his grip tight on the man’s shoulders. “Suck me then.”

Easing out Zeke’s cock his opened his eyes wide. “Shit.” As he kept his gaze locked on Zeke, Drake managed to maneuver the tight material down from Zeke’s hips, exposing his thick shaft. Inhaling deeply he sighed and took Zeke’s cock into his hands, kneading and caressing. Very slowly he darted his tongue out and dragged the tip across the sensitive slit.

“Dear God!” Zeke’s legs continued to tremble from anxiety and an almost desperate level of desire that threatened to consume him. Wrapping his fingers in Drake’s curls, the silky feel of his hair sent another series of electric pulses into his system.


It was cowboy country in Colorado and while Julia Barnes loved her new home she had a job to do and one that would expose several prominent members of the protected ranching community. Several of the ranchers were selling their souls to the devil and allowing their cattle to be slaughtered for scientific experiments while they hid behind their laurels. She was incensed and her expose would surely stop the horrendous actions. Meeting the main suspect wasn’t what she’d expected and when she and the infamous Tray Masters had an intimate moment Julia was furious. It didn’t matter her best friend wanted the two of them together. Tray was the enemy.

Unfortunately someone wanted Julia dead. Threats had been coming for weeks but when they escalated to the point she was forced to turn to her sworn enemy for help she was left rattled. What neither of them knew was that there was a master plan in the making and one they had no control over. With the help of Tray’s best friend and the lawman in town, Steven Sanders, they were able to slip into hiding but both men held a terrible secret and one that threatened not only their livelihood but their very lives. The two men were secret lovers. Amidst a backdrop of lies and deceit Julia was faced with her ultimate enemy. As the three raced to find answers after finding a level of passion none of them realized, they were forced to face several ugly truths. In the end too many lives would be lost. Could they save each other or succumb to the madman who held the key to a tragic past?


About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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