Saturday, April 5, 2014

Featuring Shannon Taylor Vannatter's Rodeo Song

Back Cover Blurb:

But when silken-voiced Garrett Steele set out for stardom, he left Jenna—and his cowboy past—far behind. A chance encounter at one of his concerts propels him back into Jenna's life. But, once burned by love, Jenna must guard her heart against the captivating singer. 

Once upon a time, Garrett vowed he'd be a success, no matter what. But that path shattered his soul. His reunion with Jenna makes him long for things he once took for granted. Now he must show her that he's found what he was looking for all along…right here in his hometown.
Book Excerpt: 

Screaming fans surrounded Jenna Wentworth as Garrett Steele’s rich, seductive voice and acoustic guitar drove the enraptured women into a frenzy. And despite her painful past with him, his lush baritone melted her insides.
          Thirtieth row, floor seating. Jenna peered through the chaos, but with everyone standing, she couldn’t see much onstage. Her first country music concert. Ever. Stale beer assaulted her senses and her ears would probably ring for a week. Why had she come?
Because her friend Tori had promised to attend church with her in return, but. . .that wasn’t the whole story.
          Truth be told—she couldn’t resist getting a glimpse of Garrett again. Pathetic.
          The music stopped. Applause, whistles, and screams shattered her eardrums.
          “What an awesome crowd.” Garrett’s words boomed over the speakers. “We’re taking a short break but we’ll be back, so don’t go anywhere Dallas.”
          The crowd roared and the lights brightened. She stood on her tiptoes long enough to peer around the tall man standing in front of her to get a fleeting glimpse of Garrett leaving the stage before it went dark.
          “I can’t believe I’m here,” Tori shouted over the clamor. “He’s even better looking in person.”
          Jenna’s mouth went dry as the arena lights brightened. “How can you tell what he looks like?”
          Maybe his floozy, boozy lifestyle had taken its toll, but Jenna couldn’t tell from the few glimpses she’d gotten of him.
          “He’s just the greatest.” Tori did a little bounce.
          Sure. Jenna rolled her eyes. The greatest guy to ever walk out on her.
          “Okay, Jenna, I know you don’t really like him, but can’t you humor me?”
          Time for a distraction. “I’m thirsty. Let’s get something to drink.”
          They inched slowly up the stands toward the lobby, along with half the crowd in the American Airlines Center.
          She could happily not talk about Garrett—if only she could stop thinking about him too.
          Tori would be beside herself if she knew Jenna had grown up with him. That she’d once had feelings for him much deeper than like. Had once been the girl he’d claimed to love.
          Though the cold bite of New Year's Day lurked outside, the lobby was toasty warm. But the line at the concession stand was endless. At this rate, they’d never get anything to drink.
          Amongst the crowd of adoring fans, dutiful husbands and shrewd boyfriends, Jenna blended in like a Queen Anne wingback in a farmhouse.
          Several amorous couples surrounded them. Men obviously brought their dates to Garrett Steele concerts to perform the dance of seduction for them. And it was working. All too well. Jenna closed her eyes.
          Past simply thirsty, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth.
“Look! It’s Garrett Steele!” Excited voices echoed through the lobby.
In the distance, security guards cleared a path. Garrett ran toward the concession stand pursued by a trail of women.
          Tori and a herd of females surged toward him. Men, deserted by their dates, stood as if rooted to the spot. Jenna moved closer to the counter to avoid the mob. Surreal. At least she’d get her tea faster now.
          Though the women ran to meet Garrett head-on, they ended up in the throng behind him with the security guards keeping them at bay. Hands grabbed and clawed at Garrett as he and his entourage got closer to her. She could no longer see Tori. The rush forced abandoned men to move out of the way.
          Please don’t see me. Please don’t see me. Please don’t see me. The pathetic one he’d turned his back on—at his concert with the rest of his minions.
          Brilliant green eyes locked with hers. A flick of recognition followed by a familiar grin. Her heart went into overdrive. Surely she’d swoon. Mere feet away from her now, he held his hand out toward her. As if of their own volition, her fingers clasped his as he ran past, dragging her with him.
          What was she doing? Hadn’t she been sucked in by him once before? And in exchange for her brainless devotion, she’d gotten her heart broken.
          Jenna fought to keep up with Garrett’s pace. Too late to turn back now, the stampede behind them encouraged speed despite her strappy heels.
          He slowed only when they squeezed through a doorway and descended the stairs back into the sunken arena, then surged toward a smaller platform at the other end from the main stage. Security guards surrounded them as Garrett guided her up the steps. A guard tried to pull her hand from his.
          “No!” he shouted above the chaos. “I want her onstage with me.”
Her stomach did a flip-flop. “No!”
          The pandemonium surrounding them carried her protest away and the guard helped her up the stairs.
          “It’s okay. I won’t force you to sing.” Garrett winked. “Even though you have a lovely voice.”
          Her heart pooled at his feet, but her insides twisted in knots as he led her to a tall stool. Weak-kneed, she gratefully perched on it. His band and backup singers faded to the back of the stage. A spotlight blinded her.
          The music started—the opening notes of his signature wedding song—“One Day.” She’d heard it countless times over the past month with his voice crooning to her at Walmart, restaurants and the streets of the Fort Worth Stockyards historic district as Texas proudly gave its star plenty of airtime.
          Until finally, she’d downloaded it on her iPod. A few times, she’d allowed herself the guilty pleasure of listening. Okay, more than a few times.
          Pathetic. She inwardly cringed.
          His green gaze imprisoned hers as he sang the words of adoration.

Author Bio:  

Central Arkansas author, Shannon Taylor Vannatter is a stay-at-home mom/pastor’s wife. She lives in a town with a population of around 100, if you count a few cows. Vannatter won the Inspirational Readers Choice Award in the short contemporary category, The 18th Annual Heartsong Awards 3rd Favorite New Author and #1 Contemporary Award.

Learn more about Shannon and her books at and check out her real life romance blog at Connect with her on Facebook:  Pinterest:  and Twitter: @stvauthor

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Shannon Taylor Vannatter is giving away a copy of Rodeo Song. The giveaway is only available to U.S. addresses.
To be entered in the book giveaway, leave a comment along with your email address. You may enter the book giveaway twice--once on each spotlight post. (It's not too late to go back and leave a comment on yesterday's post)


sm said...

Hope he's singing country music, as that's my favorite! Thanks for the contest and would love to win your book. sharon, CA wileygreen1(at)yahoo(dot)com

Anonymous said...

Hello Shannon. Glad to have another chance to win another of your Rodeo books. This one sounds very interesting. Will she or will she not? Would be hard to trust again. I would love to read it and find out. Thanks for the give-away, and to BDBL for having you here. Maxie mac262(at)me(dot)com

Lisa Lickel said...

Looks like another winner, Shannon! Congrats.

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Yes he's singing country music. It's set in Texas and incorporates the Fort Worth Stockyards, so he pretty much had to sing country. It was fun writing him. He's a bit of a contradiction as he looks more like a rock star than a country star.

It's very hard for Jenna to trust him again. And Garrett gets put through a lot trying to earn her trust. I love these characters.

Thanks Lisa. This is one of my favorites. Of course, they all are. My books are like my babies. I can't pick just one.

Daisydee said...

Would love to win this book is sounds really good from the excerpt!

Anonymous said...

Hi Shannon,

Your books just keep getting better and I would love to win this one. Keep on writing :)

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Hey Daisydee,
Thanks. This book is the only book I've ever written that was based on a dream. So far. I went to a long ago Michael Bolton concert and dreamed that night that he took me onstage and sang to me. LOL. It was great inspiration for a book.

Thanks so much. I always hope my books are losing steam, so you made my day. I get to write at least six more. There will be three more rodeo books, then I think I'll do another Arkansas series if my editor approves my ideas.

Anonymous said...

Love all of Shannon's books!! Shelia Hall

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Thanks Shelia. I hope I never disappoint you.

Pink2 said...

So glad I found out about this - it sounds really good and I just liked your FB page to continue learning more. Thanks for the chance to win.

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

I'm glad you found out about it too and thanks for liking my page. I like your profile pic. My friend has the pink panther theme as her ring tone. I love that theme.

sm said...

Love to win this book, Rodeo Song! sharon, ca wileygreen1(at)yahoo(dot)com

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Hey sharon,
Thanks for stopping by.

Anonymous said...

sounds like a good book..would love to win it!

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Hi Rita,
Thanks. I hope you get the chance to read it.

Merry said...

Rodeo Song sounds terrific, thanks for a little look!
worthy2bpraised at gmail dot com

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

Hi Merry,
I'm enjoying being here. Glad you enjoyed the little look.

KayM said...

Oh, my goodness! Sounds like one I wouldn't want to put down!

Shannon Taylor Vannatter said...

KayM, I hope not. That was my plan.

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