At an early age, Rhonda fell in love with romance novels, knowing one day she’d write her own love story. Life took a short detour, but she decided to dive in and write when the story ideas were no longer contained. Her first plot was on a dirty napkin she found buried in her car. Eventually, she ran out of napkins. With a baby on one hip and a laptop on the other, she made a dream into reality—one word at a time.
Her specialty is men who love to get their hands dirty and women who are brilliant, strong, and flawed. She loves writing about the everyday hero.
When Rhonda isn’t crafting sizzling manuscripts, you will find her busy editing novels, blogging, juggling kids and animals (too many to name), dreaming of a beach house, and keeping romance alive. Oh, and drinking lots of coffee to keep up with her hero and heroine.
Three fun facts about Rhonda Lee Carver:
- She had odd food cravings while she was pregnant. Sardines in mustard sauce. Penrose sausages. Tuna. And brussel sprouts.
- She has an unhealthy fear of red ants.
- She must have peanut butter sandwiches with her chili.
What is Rhonda Lee Carver’s newest release?
Sneak Peek:
“You’re missing out,” she said in a soft, semi-husky voice that lifted the hairs on his neck.
“Really?” He pushed away the remaining basket of fries and wiped his fingers off a napkin. “What am I missing?” He couldn’t stop staring at her sparkling eyes, reminding him of a clear blue sky on a pretty summer day. She had a scattering of light freckles across her nose and the tops of her cheeks, the same color as the bronzed highlights in her hair. And that smile…no doubt stole some hearts along the way.
He wondered how old she was? Thirty, maybe? Something about how she carried herself gave the impression that she could be older.
“The taste of that burger. It’s meant to be savored,” she said, showing off a row of pearly white teeth against her sun-bronzed skin. “You ate it in record time.”
“Anything that takes longer than ten minutes to eat is called fine dining, a luxury that I wouldn’t know much about.”
She leaned in slightly closer. “A burger and fries are considered fine dining around these parts.”
“Then pardon my bad manners, ma’am. How can I make it up to you? What are you drinking? It’s on me.”
“I’ll take my usual, Jenna,” she said to the bartender.
“You have a usual, so does that mean you hang out here often? Entertaining the crowd with your bull riding skills and dining etiquette tips.”
She looked at him while she tucked her bottom lip between her teeth. “You were watching, huh?”
“Who wasn’t?” He cocked a brow.
“I need to show these boys how bull riding is done.” She picked up her drink and slurped it up through the paper straw. “Sometimes they need a reminder that a woman can do anything a man can do, and most of the time better.” She twirled a long strand of her wavy hair around her finger.
“Oh, that statement does have its limitations, but I’m sure you’re right, mostly. These fellows won’t ever forget that you can ride a bull. I can damn well guarantee that.”
“I like to leave a lasting impression.” She locked her gaze with his.
He liked her confidence.
“Mission complete.”
Yeah, he most certainly wanted to learn more about this intriguing woman.
What is the next series of Rhonda Lee Carver’s?
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