Running with the Stallions (Blackwood Stallions, #1)

By Rachel Real

Divorcée Ivy Stone moves back home with her mother after her life crumbles apart. She lives in a small town, Dusty Falls, Texas, where shifters don't hide what they are. Meet the Blackwood brothers, Judge--a Texas Ranger and Blaze--an outlaw, two werestallions on opposite ends of the law. But both crave to seduce Ivy, with their sexy southern boy charm...

Boy, what's a poor curvy gal to do???

This is a quickie read and a HEA Romance.

It's a serialized story that takes place in the Blackwood Stallions Series, it ends in a cliffihanger and should be read in order.

Steamy scenes ahead! This novella has hot passionate alpha sex scenes. If curvy gals gettin' their groove on with shifters aren't your cuppa tea, pass this one up. But if you like big girls and brawny heroes--enjoy! 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rachel Real
• Release date: Dec 30, 2015
• ISBN: 9781524208912

Book preview

Chapter One

Ivy Stone never thought she'd come running back to Dusty Falls—the podunk white trash Texas small town she once called her home. Her whole life she’d been trying to escape her redneck roots. When she skipped town at nineteen, never in her wildest dreams did she think she’d be back at thirty.

Plus, Dusty Falls is one of the few towns where shifters lived out in the open. Even though most of the human folk didn’t take too kindly to it.

Her daddy always told her... Good girls don’t fall in love with stallions.

Which of course, Ivy had to learn the hard way. Her high school sweetheart was Blaze Blackwood—a rough around the edges werestallion.  On Blaze’s sixteenth birthday, the same night as junior prom, poor Ivy got stood up and never heard from him again.

He just disappeared. Vanished. No apology. No nothin’.

And she hadn’t been able to keep a man since. Two broken engagements and one divorce later... Ivy swore off love for good. The only reason she stepped a foot back in her hometown was because her mother, Darlene, had fallen ill.

Ivy knocked hard on her mother’s front door.

Mama, you in there? she called.

She heard heavy footsteps shuffling towards the doorway. Her eyes glanced up when someone swung open the door. Ivy reeled back at what she saw. A tall, burly man with dark thick ash brown hair and copper colored eyes fixed his gaze on her. Sweat dripped down his neck and soaked his shirt, making it that much easier to see the contours of his rock hard abs.

"Judge? What the hell are you doing in my mama’s house?" she asked gazing at his sleek tan and dirty cowboy boots.

Ivy and Judge Blackwood knew each other since they were kids running around in her mama’s yard.

Judge cocked his eyebrow, wiping off the sweat on