Title: Chasing McCree
Author: J.C. Isabella
Pub. Date: April 14, 2012
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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.
~Excerpt~
Chapter 1
Chase
A siren blared. Someone cursed as they sat impatiently at a red light. Another man laid on his horn. The person in front of him wasn’t moving fast enough.
I wish I was in Montana. Nothing but big skies and cool clean air filtering down from the white-capped mountains. But I was in Florida near a fancy hotel and golf club. I can’t imagine how anyone who lives here finds it enjoyable. Heat trapped between the buildings and radiated off the pavement. The green trees and grass were relegated to yards and medians. Everywhere I looked tourists crowded the beaches, the stores.
I did have a little piece of Montana embodied in an old horse named Ash. Although I knew I could get into some serious shit, I decided to take him out for a nighttime ride through one of the parks in my neighborhood. The land behind my house wasn’t big enough for him to gallop without going in circles, and if it made me dizzy, then it had to be driving him nuts.
“Hup,” I urged him to jump over a low shrub and headed for the soccer field, gathering speed. It was set far back from the road, not well lit. The chances of anyone seeing us were slim.
Ash was in heaven. He pumped his legs, whinnying and shaking his head. It was invigorating and freeing. The best idea and the most fun either of us had had in a couple weeks.
We reached the far side of the field near a swing set and I brought Ash down to a nice trot, making sure he didn’t wear himself out.
“What do you say we take a break?” I pulled back on his reins next to a fountain wrapped in cement steps and slid out of the saddle. It was a nice night, hotter than I anticipated, but I couldn’t see the stars because of all the city lights. I patted Ash, leading him around the fountain, knowing we’d have to get back to the house before my mom. She was in Tampa with her husband Todd, seeing some show or other.
I grasped the saddle to mount Ash thinking I’d take him for a final run before heading back. Movement out of the corner of my eye brought me to a halt.
Now, I’m no idiot, and just because I wasn’t used to city living, didn’t mean I’d go out at night in a park without some protection. So I grabbed my grandfather’s whip off the saddle, uncoiling it straight out. If the person behind me was looking for an easy target, he was going to get a nasty surprise.
Curling my fingers around the handle, I glanced over my shoulder.
I was expecting to find a man looking to mug me, anything remotely threatening, not a little blonde cheerleader covered in glitter…and blood.
~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.
