Sara York writes passionate stories full of real life and real people. She lives in the south with her family and dogs. Her blood type is Coffee+ and her muse is the beach. Sara hopes you enjoy the stories she’s created.
How many books to your series? (if it is a series) Currently, there
Currently, there are seven book in the Colorado Heart Series. There are a lot of ups and downs in the series and there will be more to come.
What do you love most about the writing process?
I love the creative process. Getting from the first thought of something like what would happen if an assassin lived with other assassins on a ranch to seven books in a series. I love the research that goes along with the writing process. I’ve had so much fun writing the Colorado series.
Have you ever written a scene where it has reduced you to tears?
There were so many tears writing the Colorado Series. There is this one point where Zander, Tucker, and Ryan are in Turkey to work a mission. Their target is a nasty guy who has been funding terrorism. But things go wrong and there is a fire. Zander is separated from the group. It looks very dark…like the ending dark. I can’t ruin the story for others, but it was bad. I cried so much.
Is there a character you feel especially connected to? Why?
There are two characters who are more than just characters to a book for me. First is Aiden from Not That Type of Guy. I love Aiden. He’s dark and dangerous on the inside. His soul is damaged and he knows it. He doesn’t feel that he can be good. He is the beastly one of the pair in this novel, but Trace is just the right type of guy to calm the raging animal inside of Aiden.
Second is Lane. Lane is one of my favorite characters to ever write. He is smart, sweet, sexy, and amazing. Lane loves Gresh with all of his life and their commitment and love is amazing and one of the things that makes him my favorites.
How has your writing evolved since your first book?
My first book was written long, long ago and I had no clue what I was doing. So everything has changed since that first book. Since I first started writing I’ve done hundreds of hours of research, from dressing in full turnout gear and running into a burning building to training for high risk traffic stops with the police. I’ve put on full SWAT gear and done a training building raid and used the jaws of life to cut open a car. Hundreds of hours of research has given me a unique perspective. Added together, it’s what makes my writing. I don’t think I could separate out how just my writing has changed without taking in the effects of my research. Hopefully, I’ll continue to grow as an author with each book.
💕 Colorado Flip – Colorado Heart #7
Matthew ‘Tex’ Miller and Jordan ‘Jazz’ Bergeron settle in to their new life at Wild Bluff, but is their relationship as solid as they think, or will Jazz’s issues come back to bite them?
Tanner Parrish has a problem when he arrives at Wild Bluff, and only the team can help him solve the crisis. His twin sister, Suzanne, is in a world of trouble. She knows too much and her dirty boss at the FBI decides to get rid of her, but she’s resourceful and escapes, contacting Tanner via email. Honor and justice are more than just words to the men at Wild Bluff, they are a way of life. The Wild Bluff team decides to sacrifice everything to save Tanner’s sister, even possibly giving up their location.
Once at the ranch, Suzanne reveals the reason her boss wanted her dead. Now the men at Wild Bluff are tasked with doing a job none of them ever wanted to do. Matthew is their best shot, but with the President of the United States in his sights, the pressure mounts. Deciding what is most important in his life, Matthew takes aim, knowing that his actions may change everything.
Tanner drew in a slow breath and nodded, testing his feelings about seeing guys together. For the first time in forever his stomach didn’t tie in knots. “I know this may sound weird, but I feel better after telling you about my dad killing those two kids.”
The door opened and Duff stepped in. “Tanner, I heard it all. Could you pinpoint exactly where those bodies are?”
Unease raced through him. Every time he thought of that spot where they lay without a stone or marker, he felt weird. “Yeah, I know it like my heart. I’ve gone back a few times and walked out to their graves to tell them I’m sorry.”
Duff opened his computer then turned on the TV, displaying the image onto the big screen. The door opened again and another guy along with Marshal came in. The other guy looked like hell, but Marshal stood with his arm around him. They both caught him staring and smiled.
“This is Zander, my husband.”
Tanner moved to the couple and held out his hand. His heart swelled as he stared into Zander’s eyes. “Hi, I’m Tanner.”
Zander gave him a shy smile and shook his hand. “It’s great to meet you. Are you really okay with seeing two guys together? We can’t have anyone who gets upset about gays.”
Tanner’s heart had never felt lighter and he nodded. “It’s weird, I feel like a crust has broken off my heart.”
“Good,” Zander said.
“Okay, Tanner, show me where,” Duff said.
Tanner moved to stand in front of the TV. “This is our house. Zoom in a bit.” Duff zoomed in and Tanner could see his dad’s truck in the satellite image. “That’s my dad’s truck. And this is the outcropping where the teenagers would go.” Duff moved the image over, centering the rocks. Tanner closed his eyes, letting a shiver roll over him. A hand landed on his shoulder and he glanced back to see Zander there with him. He accepted the hug from the guy, realizing that for the first time he felt free to really allow a guy to hug him.
“So, Tanner, where are the bodies buried?” Duff asked.
He turned back to the TV and blew out a slow breath, pointing to a tree that had been there since he’d been a little boy. “Here. Ten paces north of this tree. After my dad killed them, my sister and I were banned from going to that area. It was our favorite because we could climb up in the branches. My sister didn’t understand. I got angry at her. It was the only time I ever really hit her.”
“Oh, how did your parents feel about that?” Duff asked.
“They didn’t know. Since Suz and I are twins, we kept a fair amount from them. I know he kept us from that spot because of those bodies.”
Duff circled a small area on the map. “This is the place?”
“Yes, sir. Two bodies buried in the same grave.” Tanner felt like he’d finally excised a ghost that had been haunting him since that night. His skin felt hot and tears filled his eyes. Back when he’d been a kid, he hadn’t stood up to his dad. He’d carried that guilt with him for so long he didn’t know what to do with the empty spot left in its absence. “Thank you for letting me get this off my chest.”
“We all believe that justice is important. Now, how broken up are you going to be if your father gets arrested?” Duff asked.
He gave his head a short shake, meeting Duff’s gaze. He swallowed hard, and his mouth went dry. “I won’t be broken up at all. I only wish I’d had the strength to do this earlier.”
Grant came over and placed his hand on Tanner’s shoulder. “Are you sure you won’t hold a grudge if he ends up in jail?”
He nodded and another bubble popped, washing him free of even more guilt. “I haven’t spoken to him in eight years. He may be dead for all I know, and if he isn’t, then he should be in jail. Those kids didn’t get the chance to live.”
“He’s not dead,” Grant stated. “Before we brought you in, we did a full background check on you, looking into everything. He’s still alive.”
His heart rate increased and heat filled him. At some point he’d begun thinking of his dad as gone, it helped him get through birthdays and holidays without hearing from him. Now that he knew the truth he was a little disappointed. “Oh, I didn’t know.”
“Are you okay staying here in this room one more night?” Grant asked.
“Sure, but I’ve already made my decision. I want to be a part of your team.”
The corners of Grant’s lips curved up slightly. “Okay, that’s great. I will say that some guys stay in this room for three nights before they decide.”
“Does anyone ever make the decision to stay then say no, I can’t?” Tanner had no doubts about staying. So far he really liked what he’d seen of the men. And having the ability to right wrongs was a powerful draw. Just thinking about his father actually paying for his crimes made him feel better than he had in years. It wasn’t revenge driving him, just a sense of justice he’d never felt existed, even when he’d been in the army.
“Usually it’s a fairly quick no if they aren’t going to stay,” Duff said.
“When will you send in the information about the bodies?” Tanner asked.
“I’m going to send it to a contact right now. I just have to go to another room and hook into the internet and then it will be on its way.”
Worry twisted through Tanner. “Will they know who it came from?”
“No, they’ll have no clue.”
Tanner nodded and his eyes filled with more moisture. He didn’t want to cry in front of these guys, but the relief of finally getting this off his chest was so huge he couldn’t hold back.
“We’ll give you a few minutes then we’ll start the next part of the process. More food is on its way. We’re doing pasta and roasted vegetables tonight.”
Tanner nodded but he was distracted by the feelings of relief clinging to his heart. He had made a difference, maybe not big, but a wrong would be righted. “Sounds good.”
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