Callie Carmen

Thank you, Eileen for having me as a guest on your wonderful Dragon’s Den Blog.

AVA Bounces Back
Ava in my latest romance novel, Joshua, had to deal with a breakup of sorts that was devastating for her. Black Velvet Seductions included her love story entitled, AVA, in the Cowboy Desire Romance Anthology along with so many other wonderful stories from talented BVS authors. Here’s some words of wisdom about recovering from and unexpected break like Ava had to do from the relationship specialist Stefanos Sifandos.

Getting Over A Breakup
Stefanos Sifandos Relationship Specialist wrote an article and included a video on how to recover from an unexpected breakup. If you know someone going through this or if you’re a writer you may find this information helpful. Stefanos goes over of these six steps to help with a break-up:
1.) Feel your feelings.
2.) Create space for yourself.
3.) Seek support.
4.) Create and find your story around the relationship. Don’t polarize.
5.) Reclaim yourself and your power.
6.) Have fun
I’ve included the link so you can learn about each of these steps in great detail by Stefanos at:

I hope you enjoy the excerpt below from my romance story, Ava, about her
lost love and how she’s doing all she can to move on with her life.

AVA Excerpt
by Callie Carmen
from the Cowboy Desire Anthology


I’d been a fool pining over Joshua. I’d been in love with the man since I was twelve years old. I had barely dated in college knowing that it was Josh I wanted when the time was right. After I graduated, I had even followed him to Michigan. When he’d told me he had fallen in love with another woman, I had been sick to my stomach for days. I’d quit my job and moved back home to Kentucky where my heart belonged. I’d promised myself I’d never fall for another man. Dating sure. But love no way. There would be no more wasted time and heartache in my life.

At least something good had come out of my friendship with Josh. I’d banked away over forty thousand dollars while I had house sat for him when he was overseas on an ex-pat assignment. I’d used it as a down payment for the home my contractor Ryan was building. I now had a mortgage to worry about, and I was counting on my full-time art business to cover expenses. I prayed that it would be enough so I wouldn’t have to go back to being a bookkeeper part-time.

A truck was coming up the long gravel driveway as I stepped out of the barn. Ryan was in the driver’s seat, but who was the black-haired hunk riding shotgun? Ryan parked, got out of the truck and we gave each other a hug. “How are you, Ms. Ava?”

“I’m right as rain and more than ready to get this show on the road.” I smiled.

“Glad to hear it. As promised, we are finishing the upstairs of your art studio in the barn today.”

The other door shut, and I peeked around Ryan’s shoulder. A tall man holding a cowboy hat stared at me with steely, cold gray eyes that made me shiver. I crossed my arms to warm myself.

I bobbed my head to the left, and Ryan turned.

“Who’s your friend?” I asked.

“Colton, this is Ava Kinkaid. Ava, this is my brother, Colton Maples.”

He tipped his hat but didn’t say a word.

“You said you were looking for a professional to take over the framing of your artwork, since you had to leave the other one behind in Michigan. Colton’s your man.”

He was gorgeous, but his contemptuous snort let me know there was a coolness to him. It was nice of Ryan to help me out. However, I didn’t think I could work with someone as aloof as his brother seemed. Have sex with? Yes. I’d been in a dry spell for over a year and it had gotten so bad that I’d named my vibrators. There was Griffin the mythological beast; he rocked my G-spot every time. And Dante the broody inferno; he always rubbed my clit until I couldn’t breathe. My body heated.

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The Horse and I

By Alan Souter

        Yeah, that’s me up there at a full gallop hanging onto my hat so it doesn’t blow off. It needs to be on in the next take in a film I’ve written, produced and directed for a Motorola Sales Conference to be held in Las Vegas. I also did all the stunts in “Motorola Jones.” The pic is here, because it brings together me and a horse in this still image from the film that marks the end of my love affair with horses.

This short story is brought to you by the BVS “Cowboy Desire” Anthology and the gang of 14 great contributing authors who pull and stretch the Cowboy romance genre this way and that to entertain you on every page. Hang around and see how one of those authors was led into the world of horses by a little child.

          My middle daughter, Allison, whom I dearly love, has continued her equine adventure from age 12 into adult hood. Even today, in February, she braves the cold to trapse out to some drafty barn in God-knows-what rural suburb to pamper other peoples’ horses, rewarded with a couple of hours of riding for her services. Her story leads into my relationship with the nags. I bought her lessons when they had to really hike up the stirrups to match her short legs. But when I saw the determination on Al’s face as she sat that saddle and steered that huge horse, I should have known that: A. She was in it for the long game and B. I would get sucked into it somehow.

The rodeo world starts youngsters out barrel racing, riding bucking steers and sheep on their way to becoming cowboys and cowgirls. Cowboy Desire’s stories tell about rodeo cowboys, working cowboys and even Space Cowboys and the love lives they inspire.

She graduated with a rush. Soon, came the black helmet, the long boots, hammer-head spurs and gloves. I watched her from the elevated “parents” and spectators’ box above the enclosed arena as she learned to post, move up and down in synchronicity with the horse’s trot. It was like watching an elegant pas de deux, except for the smell. There’s a pervading aroma to every stable and to the clothes worn by people who frequent stables. It’s not a bad smell, it’s just distinctive: horse (of course),hay, old varnished wood, leather, boot polish, human sweat embedded in shotgun chaps worn tight over denims—and  courage.

          That last entry suffuses every kid or adult who mounts one of the beasts and expects to control those four hooves. Okay, enough about Allison. As I wandered around the barn like the Flying Dutchman, full sail, but no one aboard, a crafty trainer approached me. They all look like the irresistible creations in romance novels, a one-two punch for the ladies and girls who own horses. The horse owners and horse lovers come to the barn to ride and be taught by: Rudolf, or Dirk, or Cash, all slim with picked-out abs as if their shirts, denims, and chaps were sewed onto their sinewy  bodies that morning. The effect is stunning, even to a slightly overweight Dad who was losing his daughter to a horse.

There’re all kinds of cowboys. To qualify as a true cowboy, you have to have some horse sense. But there are: Horse-savvy Cowboys, Pickup Truck Cowboys, Motorcycle Cowboys, Urban Cowboys and Cowboys from Beyond the Stars. They all have desires, or are desired. Crack open the “Cowboy Desire Anthology” and see what it takes to be desired, or to desire a cowboy.

Chuck, yeah he was named Chuck,’ what can I tell you. Anyway, Chuck had me up on a school-owned horse in my chinos, loafers and button-down shirt in no time and was ebullient as hell as to my potential. He even left me alone to do a few circuits of the indoor arena. My daughter watched from a corner of one of the stall-lined exits from the arena. I shifted the reins to how movie cowboys John Wayne and Glen Ford held them, sort of a puppy-paws  grip. Later, she informed me that was all wrong.

          Taking a ride on a horse, working it up to a trot and then a canter is like steering the family car around an empty parking lot for your first lesson and it seems so easy. Pretty soon you are hooked and are haunting cheap used car lots with a Vape stick in your shirt pocket. I bought the helmet. I bought the tall boots. I bought the skinny gloves.

          Pretty soon it was me and the buckskin school horse in the outdoor arena  under the blue sky, laced into a pair of shotgun chaps—and this was on a little patch of leather called an English Saddle. It didn’t have bucket stirrups, it had skimpy steel irons, and you wore polite, suburban-dull hammerhead spurs and not vicious, star-shaped Mexican Rowels.

I rode and rode and rode for weeks, loving every minute. And one day, the stable boss gave me a different horse named Caesar.

Cowboys tend to be a taciturn lot. Following the rumps of a hundred beeves, dodging cactus and ocotillo spines under a sky that goes on forever doesn’t create a talkative gent. Others, ya’ can’t shut up.

“Cowboy Desire” Anthology stories offer the heat and sweet of the breed.

          Caesar had liver spots all over his dirty gray coat and a hump in the middle of his nose. All the pretty girls in their black and white riding habits were aboard groomed stallions and mares with bobbed and braided tails, with bows in their manes and names like Nazi Generals: Siegfried von Cloppen, Casper der Nosinair III, or just a gritty-teeth Rex. Caesar looked like he just rolled off a boxcar goin’ through town. When he clapped that cold eye on me, I knew my easy days were over.

          Before we even made it to the arena, I was cleaning paddock muck out of his shoes with this curved steel knife and he….umph…..leaned 1200 pounds on me against the stall wall. Next, as my ribs flexed back into their usual cage configuration, I moved to an outside hoof. Piece of cake. All cleaned out and I let the leg loose. The steel horse shoe came down on my foot, and then he leaned. My eyes immediately watered; my teeth ground together. The girlie scream clogged in my throat. Then he farted.

When I finally rode him out into the white fence-enclosed jump paddock with eight jumps of varying heights, Caesar seemed content. Life was sweet again. We trotted and cantered along at a great rate, stretching and collecting at each barrier and rounding on the final fence—a double oxer—two fences in one jump, taken at a fast clip to clear both. Full head of steam, me rising in the irons, Caesar all shoulders and muscle, ears forward, pounding toward the two fences. And he stopped. Forelegs braced, head down.

I cleared the fences easily without him. “Astride the sky” they call it. My landing would have been only moderately embarrassing, but I smoked a pipe in those days and had stuffed it into my back pocket. The first bounce reminded me of that error in judgement. The tangleleg sprawl only added to my artistry. When I finished carving a swath down the paddock, I looked back and there was Caesar on the other side of the fence smiling at me.

The walnut-size bruise on my leathery buttock put me off the saddle for a couple of weeks allowing me to quit cold-turkey. I returned to the proud parent, watching my girl go on to glory at dressage with her own horse, Erik adding a ribbon to her wall-full.

That picture of me, holding my hat at the full gallop, aboard King was only possible, because Allison was galloping ahead of me aboard a mare. King had only recently been gelded and he remembered what mare horses are all about. So, there’s the sex in my horse romance. The moral of this cautionary tale? Horses are beautiful animals, just don’t trust them.

As a photojournalist, I shot a lot of rodeos, from White Sulphur Springs, Montana to Cody, Wyoming, to Yuma, Arizona and always marveled at the skill it took to ride the hurricane deck of a cayuse with really bad manners, rope a calf and tie him down with a pigging string, or ride down a stampeding herd on their way to the feed lot. I learned great respect for cowboys and the women they loved…and the women who loved cowboys.

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Cowboy Desire – Loving Jack

Author Bio

Estelle Pettersen is an Australian author and former journalist whose romance stories explore empowerment, freedom, and finding one’s strength. She has a Bachelor of Arts degree, majoring in Journalism and Psychology, from the University of Queensland, Australia. Her second degree is an MBA from Queensland University of Technology, Australia. She is a member of Romance Writers of Australia and is passionate about history, languages, cultures, traveling, food, and wine. She is happily married and living in Norway these days.


After five years of living in London, Olivia Bertrand returns home to Roma, in western Queensland, Australia, only to literally bump into sexy ex-football player Jack McCullen.

Close friends since early childhood, Olivia has always had a crush on Jack but was too shy to admit it. Having been through failed relationships and life changes, both realize that they want each other more than ever. Now, they’re only one step closer to taking their friendship to the next level.

Are Olivia and Jack ready to completely let go of the past for a wild ride ahead? Will they finally admit their love for each other, or will they go their own separate ways?  Find out in this sweet and sensual erotic romance of friends to lovers in an Australian country town.


I knew where we were heading when I recognized a large sign on the old road to the McCullens’ cattle farm about twenty minutes later. Jack parked in front of a magnificent, high-set Queenslander home. It was built of timber, raised off the ground, with a corrugated iron roof and a spacious veranda. The front lawn was a gardener’s delight, with outback flora and an old eucalyptus tree, where Jack and I had carved our initials when we were about nine years old.

“I haven’t been to your house for a while,” I commented as we walked up the steps. “I’ll get a chance to see your mum and dad and say hello.”

“They’re visiting some relatives in Toowoomba this weekend, so it’s just us tonight,” Jack replied, then cleared his throat. “Come over for dinner next Sunday arvo. They’d love to see you.”

“Sure,” I said, stealing a glance at Jack’s athletic physique. “Does that crazy bush turkey still visit your backyard?”

Jack released a light chuckle, then tilted his head and flashed his megawatt smile. “Did you miss Fred?”

“He was a real nutter, that one! Fred would’ve made a good Christmas meal.”

“Fred disappeared shortly after you nicked off to the other side of the world. He’s never come back.”

“Well, good riddance!” I smiled, feeling the warmth of Jack’s body as he stepped closer toward me.

“Ah, you miss him,” Jack murmured, cupping my face with his rough, warm hands. He was right. I missed that crazy, feathered bundle of insanity, who was part of the McCullen farm. However, it was Jack who I craved—I felt his warm, minty breath on my neck as we stood in front of the door in heated silence.

“Livvy, there’s something I’ve wanted to do with you for a long time,” he confessed, pulling me tightly into him.

“I wanted it too,” I whispered, inhaling his spiced, woody aftershave. My fingers trembled as they touched his tanned face and traced the tip of his aquiline nose, down to his soft lips.

“Will you kiss me?” Jack’s deep ocean eyes begged mine.

Cowboy Desire – Wyoming Way

Author Bio

Nancy Golinski is an American Council on Exercise certified personal trainer. She has a Master’s degree in Exercise Science and has been a college professor for over 15 years. She is passionate about health and fitness and empowers women to make healthy choices.  She is also a romantic at heart and writes romance fiction novels. She is married and lives in a small town in Ohio, close to Amish country. When she’s not writing, you can find her at the theatre or hiking one of Ohio’s many nature trails.


When Jessica Thomas moves back home, sparks fly between her and childhood friend, Spencer Campbell.  Jess can easily see herself settling down with a man like Spencer, but he’s married, and she’s no home-wrecker.  She vows to keep her distance, but then an epic snowstorm throws them together.  Can their friendship survive?  More importantly, can they handle the consequences of that snowy night?

Cowboy Desire – Space Cowboy

Author bio

Alice lives in London, UK, with her husband and son. By day she’s a compliance manager for a pharmaceutical company. By night she writes fantasy romance about shape shifting mermen, water monsters and time-travelling witches. Her first book, “A Merman’s Choice,” was published in January 2019 by Black Velvet Seductions. It is the first book in a fantasy romance trilogy inspired by the landscapes and legends of Brittany and Wales. The second and third books, “Music for a Merman,” and “Mermaids Marry in Green,” are out now. Alice has also contributed short stories for the BVS anthologies “Mystic Desire” and “Desire Me Again,” both available now, and “Cowboy Desire,” on pre order now, release date 1 April. Alice loves reading and writing stories, and sharing them with anyone who’s interested!

Space Cowboy Blues

Josh is a space cowboy. His job? Taming alien species. But on the blue planet Albastra, the beautiful Melynas is more than a match for him. He’d love to get close to her… but everything on Albastra is lethal to humans. Including her!

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Cowboy Desire – Craving Her Cowboys

R.M. Olivia


R.M. Olivia likes her writing hot and her characters even hotter. In case you couldn’t guess, she writes erotica and erotic romance. Where does she get her ideas? She credits her muse for whispering in her ear and pouncing on her keyboard. She gives her utmost gratitude to this little vixen of creativity.
She believes in letting her passions be her guide and in throwing caution to the wind.
R.M. Olivia does not discriminate in her choice of characters or story lines.
Keep reading, keep loving, and keep dreaming.

Riva Stewart is living her very own nightmare when she flees her abusive boyfriend. In a twist of fate, a broken down car  places her in the path of two very hot cowboy mechanics. Now only question is which man does she want more? How about both?

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Cowboy Desire

Cowboy Desire is an eclectic assortment of short stories.

It includes contemporary, historical, fantasy, and even outer space romance, Cowboy Desire offers fourteen stunning short stories.

These fourteen authors provide a range of sweet to sexy stories all with a Western cowboy theme. They feature strong men and women battling the weather and dangerous terrain, here on earth and in outer space.

The collection is as diverse as the authors who wrote them. Here’s a chance to discover new talented authors and the characters they create. Within these pages, there are blends of tender, often moving, thought-provoking and downright sexy stories.

Cowboy Desire – Orion

by Virginia Wallace


Daisy O’Reilly will someday inherit a prosperous ranch…

But what she desires even more than wealth is to marry the man she loves, and to start a family. But Life, it seems, has a way of ruining even the best-laid plans. As Daisy’s dreams of motherhood slip away from her, it also seems likely that her beau Orion might disappear just as strangely as he appeared – on the night of a strange astronomical phenomenon.

Daisy thought she was riding straight towards her ‘happily ever after’. Now she’s not so sure. Will Orion make her into the wife, the mother that she wants to be…?

Or will the stars reclaim him as abruptly as they sent him?

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Cowboy Desire

Cowboy Desire is an eclectic assortment of short stories.

It includes contemporary, historical, fantasy, and even outer space romance, Cowboy Desire offers fourteen stunning short stories.

These fourteen authors provide a range of sweet to sexy stories all with a Western cowboy theme. They feature strong men and women battling the weather and dangerous terrain, here on earth and in outer space.

The collection is as diverse as the authors who wrote them. Here’s a chance to discover new talented authors and the characters they create. Within these pages, there are blends of tender, often moving, thought-provoking and downright sexy stories.

Cowboy Desire – Mail Order Mate

What a great list of authors!

I’ve got a short story up in this anthology! I’m so excited to join this really talented group of authors!

My story is Mail Order Mate

On a planet ravaged by death, Jack is left alone to raise her niece Molly after the rest of her family succumbs to a pandemic sweeping through several sectors of space.  Jack lost her parents,, sister, two younger nieces, brother in law and fiancé. She struggles to run a ranch of jumbos, a mammal large enough to feed a family for a year.  They provide milk, fiber for weaving, and meat.  Too valuable to abandon, the ranchers on this planet need more hands to survive. 

Ido with his brother Gwan and his mate Zira, an alien race newly discovered, escape an overcrowded planet in the hopes of a better life.  He’s drawn to Jack but grief hangs heavy between them. 

Can the green horns adapt to ranch life?  Will Jack put her past to rest and love again? 

Here’s the overall description of the book:

Cowboy Desire

Cowboy Desire is an eclectic assortment of short stories.

It includes contemporary, historical, fantasy, and even outer space romance, Cowboy Desire offers fourteen stunning short stories.

These fourteen authors provide a range of sweet to sexy stories all with a Western cowboy theme. They feature strong men and women battling the weather and dangerous terrain, here on earth and in outer space.

The collection is as diverse as the authors who wrote them. Here’s a chance to discover new talented authors and the characters they create. Within these pages, there are blends of tender, often moving, thought-provoking and downright sexy stories.