America's
Sweetheart, Stella Ridge has been away from Wayback for fifteen years
paving her way to the top of the acting business. When a car accident
leaves her physically and emotionally scarred, the only place she wants
to go is home to Texas and her family’s ranch.
The changes that have taken place since her departure are enough to rock
her world again. She uncovers a buried tragedy, struggles with the
penetrating stares and questions from townsfolk, and comes up against an
intriguing and unexpected spark with the silent cowboy and champion bull
rider, Judd Black. Their wounded souls draw them together and Stella
begins to realize that only in him can she find the solace she sought by
leaving the bright lights of Hollywood.
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EXCERPT
“I love the way the air feels here,” she murmured, watching the fire in
the sky take its sweet time burning out. “I love how it tastes.”
Her companion didn’t speak. Out of the corner of her eye,
she saw a tall figure leaning against the fence. She turned her head
when he didn’t reply. A stunning zap of electricity surged through her.
Judd had taken
his hat off, revealing his thick crop of black hair, and was holding it
between his hands draped over the fence line, elbows braced on the rail.
His boot was propped on the lowest. His eyes squinted against the bright
display, trained on the sun’s showcase. Beside him, sitting dutifully
was an adorable mutt.
The man was an
enigma. It got to her. That pleasant burning sensation began to swell
within her again.
He straightened, catching her stare. She didn’t look away. Remembering
how he’d raced with her over the field that afternoon, how he’d ridden
that mean bull at the rodeo, she thought he must like challenges. Her
admiration for him peaked.
She liked a challenge, too.
His brows rose as she stepped to him. Interest instead of astonishment
filled his complex eyes. She came to a halt with the dog between them.
“What’s with you, Judd?” she asked, punching just enough challenge into
the question. “Didn’t Apache Jim ever teach you any manners? Didn’t
anyone ever tell you how rude it is to stare?”
Something welled beneath the interest.
Amusement.
A sharp breath escaped her as she watched his eyes smile at her,
crinkling up at the corners. She was the astonished one. Her body froze
up when he reached out with one of those hard, wide-palmed hands. If she
could’ve moved, she wouldn’t have stepped back.
His fingertips brushed over her damp hair, from her brow back over her
crown. She fought against the urge to close her eyes, sigh and melt. Her
scalp tickled under his light touch. His fingers combed through the ends
of her tresses and repeated the motion, slower the second time through.
She gripped the rail next to her, afraid she’d sway.
The amusement in his eyes had faded. They’d lifted to the scars she’d
left exposed by combing her hair back from her face. His thumb traced
the smooth, jagged line, tracing it to the corner of her eye.
She tried to read his face. The tender moment between them intensified.
The tingles deepened. Though she wanted to turn his attention away from
those imperfections on her face, she drew comfort from his whispering
touch. His eyes darkened. There was anger there now. He was angry she’d
been hurt. Her heart picked up pace, welcoming his fury.
She allowed her eyes to close. Her blood was singing, warming skin
chilled by the nightly breeze. She could hear him breathing, just
barely. Edging closer, she reached up to touch him. Her fingers found
the chords of his upper arm. They wrapped around them, gripping them for
support.
His fingertips found the scar by her mouth and began to trail down the
angled mark. Her eyes popped open, fixed on his and her breath seized
when he touched the very corner of her mouth. His fingers lingered, eyes
tracing the line of her lips. She wanted his mouth to do the same. She
waited breathlessly, heart thudding hard between them.
REVIEWS
Read the Reviews:
"Ms. Amber Leigh Williams has taken up the ongoing saga
of Wayback, Texas. This latest book about the goings on in this small
town is as good as the previous ones. I love the characters and the up
close look at the Ridge and Black families was emotional. The tensions
and conflicts with others made the couple seem even more real. The
sensuality was super charged and dynamic. I could not put this book
down. It was mesmerizing to read.
I truly enjoyed reading this book and highly recommend it
to everyone."
"This story soon develops a fast pace and gallops along taking the
reader from one event to another. The romance that develops between Judd
and Stella is real believable. The other characters are believable too
and the story kept me pinned to my seat while I gobbled it up. I love
Judd. He appealed to me from the outset and he is absolutely gorgeous.
I'm not a great Western/cowboy fan myself but this story went a long way
towards converting me. Ms Williams has a good writing style; polished
and confident, and I look forward to reading more of her work in the
future. Definitely recommended."
Stella Ridge discovers
that home sweet home and the arms of a strong, quiet cowboy are just
what she needs to get her life and heart going again in Amber Leigh
Williams’s fantastic Wayback tale- Blackest Heart. With a
wonderful cast of supporting characters, including Stella’s adorable
brothers, Stella and Judd will warm your heart and make you believe in
the wonder of sweet homecomings. —Marguerite Arotin, author of One Enchanted Summer and
Return of the Prodigal Daughter
