What I Love About Romantic Suspense
by D'Ann Lindun
I love everything about Romantic Suspense, but these reasons stand out for me:
Hot guys. Yeah, I know…all romance has sexy men. But romantic suspense seems to have more than its share. Think about it. Danger. Mystery. Drama. Those elements bring to mind military men, especially special ops type. What’s hotter than a guy in (or out of) uniform? Built to serve and protect? Policemen and firemen. Dreamy, those guys. And what about the other defender heroes who often show up in suspense—sheiks and cowboys? Oh, my. A man on a horse in any form is pure perfection. And if you’re into the suit type, you can find FBI agents, lawyers, and of course, doctors. A man in protective mode is just hot, hot, hot.
Women in danger. There’s something about a woman in peril that makes for a good read. I don’t like hide behind a man types; I’m into women who can stand on their own, but the jeopardy element brings a built-in tingle. Even if the hero and heroine don’t like each other at first, they are often drawn or pushed together by an outside threat. Scary things, whether it be human, beast or element, thrusts a man and woman together like nothing else. My day-to-day life is pretty dull. I don’t get in car chases, gunfights or go on the run and hide out with a yummy hero.
There’s more—the setting, often in remote or exotic locales, is intoxicating. The pace. Romantic suspense often has quick speed, which makes for a fast read. I get to experience all of the above—hot men, women in peril in places and situations I would never be. And did I mention the guaranteed happily ever after?
Romantic suspense gives me all that, and a whole lot more.
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Blurb for Cooper's Redemption
Elizabeth Adams is a Los Angles native who has always dreamed of living in the Rocky Mountains. She loves western movies and riding horses, and dreams of being a heroine in a western film. She gets her chance for real life adventure when her mother disappears from Salt Lick, Colorado, after going there to sell a ranch she inherited.
J.B. Cooper (just Cooper) is under suspicion for killing his neighbor, Henry Harper, over a water dispute. There is no evidence to convict him, but the shadow of doubt hovers around him. He just wants to be left in peace.
Circumstances throw Elizabeth and Cooper together when he tracks rustled cattle to her ranch … and discovers a body in the barn. Once again, he is the suspect in a suspicious death. Elizabeth is convinced Cooper had nothing to do with the murder of her cousin because to her, he’s a true western hero. Together, they search for her mother, clear Cooper’s name and fall in love along the way.
Excerpt for Cooper's Redemption
The afternoon flew by into evening as Elizabeth busied herself studying maps of the area. Her afternoon with Cooper had shown her how big of an area in which she had to search, and despair filled her heart. The job was too big. Elizabeth shivered. The fire had died down, and she got up to go add a log to it.
Maybe a window or door was open. She knew the front door had been locked when she came in. Maybe the back door was cracked.
It, too, was firmly shut. Puzzled, she checked each downstairs window. All were snugly closed. As she went upstairs, toward the room she slept in, the air grew colder. Slowly, she entered the bedroom. Every window pane had been fully raised. Cold air blew and flakes of snow covered the bed, the floor. Her own, peach-colored spread was covered by a solid inch of ice. A chill skittered down her spine, every pore seemed to constrict. Her feet felt leaden, then liquid. Her vision blurred.
Was there a stranger, a killer here? Hiding in a closet? Lurking? Waiting to do the same to her as he’d done to Lyle Pritchett?
With a muffled curse, Elizabeth slammed the windows shut and ran to the phone. With shaking fingers she dialed the sheriff’s office. “This is Elizabeth Adams . . . there’s been an intruder in my house. Someone’s been here.” She could scarcely get the words out, her tongue felt too big for her mouth. Stifling a sob, she managed, “Hurry. Please. Oh, please.”
“Is someone still there?” the deputy asked as calmly as if he were making a grocery list.
“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”
“Try to stay calm, Ma’am. Someone will be right there.”
“Okay,” Elizabeth said on a shaky breath. It took her two tries to get the phone back on the receiver. Then, without thinking, she fled to the only person she could think of who would help.
Falling in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many years later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Romance appeals to her because there's just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. D’Ann’s particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them. This is probably because she draws inspiration from the area where she lives, Western Colorado, her husband of twenty-nine years and their daughter. Composites of their small farm, herd of horses, five Australian shepherds, a Queensland heeler, nine ducks and cats of every shape and color often show up in her stories!