Friday, July 29, 2016

Blog Tour: Eight Second Ride - Anne Jolin

by Anne Jolin
Series: Willow Bay Stables #2
Genres: Contemporary Romance 


Owen Daniels lives his life eight seconds at a time. The thrill of anticipation that comes with sitting on twelve hundred pounds of untamed power is unparalleled. The adrenaline rush that floods his system when the chute opens is one of life’s most unique and natural highs.

Ride eight seconds bareback on a bucking bronco—that’s his life.

When Owen’s stock horse, Remington’s Lady, is injured midway through the rodeo circuit, he trailers her back home to Willow Bay, Alberta, to remain in the care of the local vet, Ray Brookes.

Months later, with a truck bed full of buckles, Owen comes home to collect his Lady from the man he trusted to help her recover. Only Ray happens to be short for Rayne, and Rayne happens to be a woman.

And this woman wants nothing to do with a cowboy fresh off the circuit. As far as she’s concerned, he can take his buckles, boots, and spurs right back on out of her life.

Will Rayne keep them from holding on to their eight-second ride? Or will love buck out of the chute in time for a perfect score?


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I have to admit that after reading Change Rein, I wasn’t expecting much from Eight Second Ride.  I hate saying that but I was just underwhelmed by it and it did shade my expectations for the rest of the series.  But I’m glad that I didn’t let my experience with book one keep me from moving on to book two because Eight Second Ride was so good.  It was definitely a tear-jerker, I wasn’t quite expecting it.  You kind of get a glimpse of the pain from the prologue but the twist that Anne Jolin throws in there completely surprised me!

Owen is a delicious, sweet talking cowboy who loves the rodeo and his family.  Rayne is the slightly broken veterinarian that was taking care of his horse while he was on circuit.  They meet and chemistry starts to heat up.   I will say that I was slightly disappointed that there wasn’t more steam to this book.  I don’t need sex and hot scenes to enjoy a book but it felt like there was a build up to it and then it was like a deflating balloon.  It didn’t keep me from enjoying the book.  Just keep in mind if you need hot, steamy sex this might not be the book for you (Daddy L I’m looking at you).

There are a lot of feels in this book; you’ll run the gamut of them.  So be prepared with some tissue.  But definitely read it, it’s a good one.  Now I can’t wait to get my hands on book three, they seem to keep getting better. -Peace and Love, Buxom J

Let me start this review off by saying… WHO WANTS TO GO TO A RODEO?!?! I could use me some cowboy lookin’ in my life. Mmmm. MMMM. MMMMM! Anne Jolin wrote us an amazing book when it comes to Eight Second Ride. I am in love with all things country and redneck ( I mean I am from Oklahoma! COME ON!) and let me tell you, she did not disappoint!

I will say this. I was warned (Here's to you, Buxom J) before I ever even picked Eight Second Ride up that there isn’t any graphic sex scenes and I was very standoffish when it came to reading this book. I did not even wanna think about reading it.
And on that note,


Owen is every woman’s dream. A man who is not only fine as wine, but can also work with his hands, treat you with respect, and can make your heart flutter. That is a cowboy you wanna meet. Owen is this won’t take no for an answer, tattooed, bronc ridin’, sexy cowboy whom you can not help to swoon over and I seriously fell in love with him and Rayne’s story.

Rayne is a once in a lifetime woman. She has her past ( don’t we all) and it haunts her daily. She isn’t ready for the type of man Owen is and it is so awesome watching their relationship and banter take off.

Hold on and get ready for a buckin’ good time, because this book is sooooooooooo goood. -Daddy L

Shoving the last (a bit too large) bite of bran muffin into my mouth, I push out the doors that led to the clinic’s driveway.

There was a dusty red pickup truck with a horse trailer hitched to the back blocking my view of the barn. Sidestepping around it, I opened the file in my hand to refresh my memory. We’d had Lady here for a little over four months, but I liked to cover all the bases with an owner before we discharged an animal from our care.

“Oh, here she is!” I heard Nora boom over the flat land.

Next was a deep and gravelly voice. “She?”

Lifting up my head, I choked on my muffin.

His butt.

That was literally all I could see. A ten-gallon, tan cowboy hat and a Wrangler-clad ass. Somewhere in between, I was pretty sure I’d skimmed over some pretty impressive muscles, but that butt…

My coughing (from my choking) must have encouraged him to turn.

I declared the front wasn’t so bad either.

He stood at what I had to guess was at least six foot four and stretched across the broad expanse of his chest was a faded black T-shirt. The man looked rough, not in a bad way, but in the kind of way that made you wish you could spend a lifetime curled up in his lap. A five o’clock shadow darkened his hard jaw, and eyes as green as the summer grass watched me as I stopped a few feet from him.

“I’ll be on my way,” Nora muttered and disappeared across the parking lot.

The silence left in her wake made me uncomfortable so, after swallowing, I decided to fill it.

“Ray Brookes.” I held out my hand to him, and he studied it.

Eventually, he slid a much larger, calloused hand into mine and squeezed. “Darlin’, I’ve met Ray Brookes, and you sure as hell ain’t him.”

“Oh.” I tugged at my hand a little as a result of the odd backhanded compliment, but it didn’t budge. “I’m sorry.”

“Nothin’ you need to be apologizin’ for.”

He was rough around the edges but charming in a way that cowboys so often were. They were a legend after all, weren’t they?

Hey y’all, 
I was born and raised in Ladner, a small farm town just outside Vancouver, Canada. I grew up riding horses, shooting guns, and driving in trucks. 

I never expected to be an author. A massage therapist? Yes. Take over the family construction company? Yes. But an author? No. Writing was something that snuck up on me and rooted itself into my life. It was beautiful to discover that love, and I’m truly grateful to say I’ve found my passion. 

Since I’ve always been a creative person, it feels amazing to harness all of that energy and use it to tell a story I love. I enjoy incorporating bits of my real life into the stories I write. What parts are true? Hah. I’ll never tell—what would be the fun in that? 

If I could leave y’all with one thing, it’s that life’s far too short to not live it out loud. Drown in your passions, hold on tight to the things that inspire you, and chase your dreams relentlessly. I can promise you without a doubt that you won’t regret it. I know I don’t. 

Mad love, 
Anne Jolin 

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