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Today we are checking up on Cheryl Yeko. She's always up to something. So naturally, I think: Hmmmm Cheryl's really busy, let's ask her to come over and tell my peeps what's she up to.
PeepRep: But why would she have time to talk to you if she's really busy?
Liza: Because she's that kind of person. And here she is now. Cheryl, come in. Let me find you a couch. I know I have one somewhere. It's been awhile since I've cleaned.
Ah, here it is!
Have a seat and tell us what you have going on.
Cheryl: Thanks, Liza. The couch is a bit dusty, but very comfortable. Thank you for inviting me to visit again to talk about my new romantic suspense release, SHIELDING HER HEART, now available at Amazon.
Shielding Her Heart is the last book in my Protecting Rose, Milwaukee area series, although each novel can stand alone. Protecting Rose/A Man To Trust/Shielding Her Heart.
Shielding Her Heart is also my husband’s favorite novel, because that is his classic ’65 Mustang on the cover.
I’m like the best wife ever! J
Liza: I dare say you are. And you are a fabulous author. I'm going to do a review on this book, but today none of spark plugs are firing and it wouldn't make any sense. But it is coming, I promise you.
Do you have an excerpt so my readers can see how fabulously you write?
Cheryl: Of course. Here's an excerpt:
Rick paused, leaning heavily against her. Fear curled in Sheila’s stomach at the sight of his bloodstained shirt. His hand covered the wound and the sticky substance oozed between his fingers.
The sound of voices could be heard in the distance and coming their way. “Find her!” a growling voice snapped.
Rick glanced at her bare feet and his mouth set into a grim line. “I’m sorry, honey, we can’t stop. It’s not safe yet.” He stumbled forward, tugging her along behind him.
Sheila couldn’t tell how badly he was hurt, but knew they needed to tend his wound soon or he’d bleed to death right in front of her. Pure terror clutched her heart in a vise-like grip at the thought of Rick dying. Her feelings for him went deep, deeper than she’d wanted to admit to herself. But there was no denying those feelings now. A bone-deep anguish cut a path through her at the thought of a world without Rick in it.
They ran further into the woods as day slipped into night, and she could no longer hear anyone behind them. “Please, Rick. I can’t go any further,” she lied, growing desperate for him to rest.
Rick paused again and peered down at her. He reached out to steady himself on a tree, taking his weight off her. “Okay.”
A relieved sigh whooshed from her.
He scanned the area with narrowed eyes, then straightened, staring over her shoulder. “There.”
Sheila glanced over to see what he was looking at but saw nothing. “What?”
Is he delirious?
That thought sent another spike of fear through her. What would she do if he passed out . . . or worse? Before panic had a chance to take over again, Ricked tugged her toward an overgrown area of shrubs. As they got closer a shack of some kind began to take shape, until she finally realized it was a camouflaged building. A little larger than an outhouse, it was set deep inside the brush.
Rick pushed open the door and gently shoved her inside the small space, then stepped in behind her. The door swung closed, shutting out the view of the woods. The structure had slim, horizontal windows on each wall allowing streams of moonlight to filter in. A small sense of relief fluttered through her. Even if the people chasing them followed them here, there was a chance they wouldn’t see this well-hidden structure.
“It’s a hunting blind,” Rick said, telling her something she’d already figured out. He sat down hard and leaned against a wall. Scowling, he struggled to check the chamber of his gun, before placing it next to him. His long legs almost touched the opposite wall.
Blood continued to soak his shirt, dripping onto the wood floor. With her heart in her throat, she wedged herself next to him. “I need to stop the bleeding, Rick.”
He nodded. Leaning back against the wall, he took a deep breath and reached up to unbutton his shirt. His hand shook slightly with the effort.
“Let me,” Sheila said softly, moving to her knees and pushing his hand aside. He opened his eyes and watched her as she quickly unbuttoned his shirt. “Can you lean forward?”
His lips twitched. “I think I can manage.” The growing weakness in his voice indicated otherwise.
He managed to sit up straight and with her help slid the shirt off his muscular torso. There was a wound at the upper edge of his shoulder that looked raw and angry. Bile rose up her throat, but she tried not to show her distress.
“The bullet went straight through.” Rick gave her a lopsided grin. “Don’t look so grim, darlin’. It’s not the first time I’ve been shot. Compared to my leg, this is a piece of cake.” The pain in his voice belied his words.
Sheila’s mouth went slack and she stared at him in disbelief. Then she narrowed her eyes. He was so full of it. Although he tried to sound casual, she could see he was weakening fast.
She removed the ribbon from her hair and glared at him. Not sure if she was mad because he’d joked about being shot or the fact that he had been shot . . . twice. But she did feel a little less panicky that he seemed strong enough to tease her. “We need to wrap it, Rambo. So bite down on a bullet or whatever you heroes do at a time like this.”
His mouth curved into a sexy smile. “A kiss might help.”
She snorted and barely refrained from rolling her eyes, although her pulse raced a little. Even with his injury, she wasn’t unaware of how sexy he looked without his shirt . . . broad, hairless chest, and abs rippling with more than a six-pack.
At the sound of crunching footsteps, she froze. Her gaze shot to Rick’s and the ribbon slipped from her fingers and floated to the floor. He reached over and covered her mouth with his hand and shook his head in warning. Sheila nodded and settled back on her heels, taking a deep breath through her nose. She concentrated on keeping her breathing under control.
Rick removed his hand from her mouth and shrugged his shirt from his other shoulder. He returned her nod. His steady gaze offered her comfort, even as he slowly reached for his gun and turned his body toward the door.
Liza: Just in case you are wondering, it's not a girl scout selling cookies at the door.
PeepRep: Why would we ever think that? Girl Scouts don't visit blinds for deer hunting to sell cookies.
Liza: How would you know? You aren't a girl scout.
Cheryl: Guys, settle down so I can tell everyone about this series.
Liza: Yes, please. That's a far more interesting topic.
Cheryl: This series covers a group of detectives based out of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and the woman they love.
PROTECTING ROSE was my debut novel, and won the 2012 Gayle Wilson Award of excellence, as well as a finalist in the 2011 Launching a Star Contest. Protecting Rose is currently in production with a narrator, and will be available as an audio book at Audible.com, Amazon, and iTunes very soon.
A MAN TO TRUST, the second book of the series, is loosely based off a two-week double murder trial that I sat on as a juror. It was a finalist in both the 2013 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence and the Write Touch Readers’ Award. A Man To Trust is also currently in production with a narrator, and will soon be available at Audible.com, Amazon, and iTunes.
As a matter of fact, all my novels, including, Shielding Her Heart, have been contracted with a narrator and will be available by early summer at; you guessed it...Audible.com, Amazon, and iTunes. J
How fun is that!
Liza: Super fun. I cannot wait to buy the audio. So what else do you have going on. And don't tell me nothing, because I know you. You are a whirlwind of productivity.
Cheryl: I have two other novels out – Abducting Casey and Mountain Hero.
Mountain Hero is now available at audible.com - http://tinyurl.com/pv9v785 and Abducting Casey will be available early summer.
I’m currently working on another romantic suspense that I hope to have completed by summer. And I have a paranormal series I’ve been working on for a couple years, and hope to have an introductory novella ready before the end of the year.
I am also an acquiring editor with Soul Mate Publishing, and I’m working with a talented group of authors to bring together a collection of steamy love stories for a 2015 release - Valentines Anthology. I plan to offer a short story of my own for this fun project. Look for it!
Liza: Enough. If you tell me anymore, I'm going to be depressed for a month. Did you by chance get a clone for Christmas?
Cheryl: I wish.
In honor of my visit here today with Liza, I’m having a Giveaway contest at my place.
Liza: Hold on! Why don't you have it here?
Chery: Liza, it took you a half hour to find your couch.
Liza: Good Point.
Hop on over to, Cheryl Yeko, Where Love Always Wins, and enter her Giveaway contest. One lucky winner will receive my eBook Trio: Protecting Rose/A Man To Trust/Shielding Her Heart.
Cheryl: I would love it if you’d visit my other social networking spots, and offer a comment, and/or like me on Facebook to keep up-to-date with my latest release.
About Me: http://about.me/cheryl.yeko
Peep Rep: Do you have any Book Trailers? I love book trailers.
Cheryl: As a matter of fact, I've created the books trailers for both Mountain Hero and Shielding Her Heart myself. J
SHIELDING HER HEART: http://youtu.be/UtMDQXAxdkY
PROTECTING ROSE: http://youtu.be/eOJ9Tk5OokM
A MAN TO TRUST: http://youtu.be/Zrv8X7ECDg0
ABDUCTING CASEY: http://youtu.be/GNmUTs1rLKc
MOUNTAIN HERO: http://youtu.be/hTyLp-3dJOI
PeepRep: Oh, I'm in catnip heaven!
Liza: You aren't a cat.
PeepRep: I didn't say I was.
Liza: Well, only cats can use the expression.
PeepRep: Nope, they have failed to trademark it, so I can use it.
Cheryl: While those two are arguing, if you’d like to check out my other novels, I’ve included the links for you below.
And thank you for taking the time to stop by Liza’s place to learn about me and my novels. J
Soul Mate Publishing: http://www.soulmatepublishing.com/
Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/8hv9syf