A Cowboy Called Home

The third in D’Ancey’s Blood, Sex, and Cattle series of prairie romances, it is set in the Anne of Green Gables slash rancher period of history during America’s golden age that never existed.  
A Cowboy Called Home is the passionate tale of two hearts, one home, and thirteen-hundred head of cattle. Tex is an embittered cowboy returning to his family only to find it occupied already with the last woman he wants to see. Delilah has been living on Paradise Ranch for five years, her retreat from the world that betrayed her when her sister was kidnapped by a moustachioed villain and last seen tied to a set of train tracks outside Little Town, Oklahoma.  
Delilah used her trust fund money to buy Paradise Ranch because it was the site of her youthful summer romance with the son of a handsome black rancher. Although her burgeoning teen romance was cut short by her strict and racist father, she remembers Paradise fondly but she is haunted by memories of her sister, her inability to run a ranch, and the legendary Paradise ghost. When Tex appears she immediately offers him a job even though she wants to offer him her heart.  
Tex assumes Delilah couldn’t ever love him even though she already did and is constantly watching him bathe in the pond and demanding that he hold her at night after ghost incidents. Tex and Delilah must work together closely despite their troubled past and the tensions caused by the racist locals.  
Together they must muster the cattle, lay to rest the ghosts of the ranch, save Delilah’s miraculously still-alive but villainously traumatised sister who was the one pretending to be the ghost, and soften the hearts of the racist townfolk who assume they’re having sex even though they’re not having sex until one day they can’t fight the passion rising between them and they have sex. They succumb to their long lost love in some long grass. You would think this would resolve the narrative but that’s only the first six chapters. 
D’Ancey’s epic romance of nonspecific American history is a page-turning thrill ride of lust, longing, and cattle herding logistics that will change your mind about something, probably. Read it to find out what.
The Times called A Cowboy Called Home "...deeply historically ambiguous."  
The Guardian said "We’re not sure if cows can do that." 
A Cowboy Called Home available now in all feed lots and hay bales.
Alison: I must say, I don’t think I’d read the first six chapters ‘cause I definitely got the gist of what happened. 
Alice: There’s so many twists and turns, so much sex in hay. Spiky.
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