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B.J. Daniels Interview – Mystery, Romance, and Cowboys
Author Guest , Interviews / March 21, 2022

Q: For readers who may be unfamiliar with it, tell me a little about your “Buckhorn, Montana” series. What makes the stories so compelling? A: I have readers who could probably tell you better than me. But I think it’s the characters in this small, isolated town in the middle of Montana. They’re quirky to say the least and yet they are familiar like people you’ve known. The books center on two characters who find each other and love against all odds – the odds usually being a mystery that must be solved for them to survive. But the series also peeks into the lives, hopes and dreams of the residents of Buckhorn. It’s fun to follow their stories even from a distance. Q: In your latest book, BEFORE BUCKHORN, your two characters – Jasper and Darby – have a history together. Do you particularly enjoy writing “second-chance-at love” stories? A: I definitely do, especially this one. Jasper just wants to be left alone. Then this woman (who he spent a very memorable night with at college) moves to town, she doesn’t seem to remember their night together, but he sure does (of course, she remembers). She drags him –…

B.J. Daniels | Exclusive Excerpt: AMBUSH BEFORE SUNRISE
Author Guest / May 18, 2020

“I’M CURIOUS,” JINX SAID, her voice sounding strange even to her. “How did you get that scar?” She watched Angus swallow, then seem to relax, his blue eyes bright with humor. “Well, it’s kind of an amusing story.” He smiled. “I got pushed out of a barn loft when I was eleven.” “That’s awful.” He sat up straighter until they were eye to eye. “It was my fault. I asked for it.” “You asked to be pushed out of a barn loft?” “I was teasing her. She warned me that if I didn’t stop she would knock me into tomorrow.” “She?” Jinx felt goose bumps break out over her skin and for a moment she could smell the fresh hay in the barn, feel the breeze on her face, remember that cute cowboy who’d taunted her. Her heart began to pound. His smile broadened. “She was a spitfire, as fiery as her hair back then.” Jinx felt heat rush to her cheeks. “Tell me her name wasn’t JoRay McCallahan.” “Sorry, I’m afraid so,” he said and laughed. “I wondered if you would remember.” “When I saw you, I thought I’d met you before, but I couldn’t think of when that…