Wednesday, March 9, 2022

Trail Rider: A queer journey into the Wild West by Myradin Ironthong

 

Trail Rider: A queer journey into the Wild West

by Myradin Ironthong

 

Juniper wants three things out of life - to ride trails with her horse, to collect bounties on wanted men, and to be allowed to exist as herself. All three are a tall order for a young woman in the 1800's but she isn't going to let anyone tell her no.


Marabelle doesn't know what she wants but it isn't marriage and she's going to take her chances out West. What she doesn't know is almost everything but that's not going to stop her.


This coming of age story is a tale of two young people with determination finding hearth, home, and love, if not necessarily in that order. Journey with them and read a romance about lesbian love and survival in a time when allies were few and secrecy a must.

 

Excerpt

     Using as lowered a voice as she could muster, she spoke boldly. “Mister, this poster don’t say dead or alive but I figure it’s all the same to me, so if you’d like to come along alive just nod your head once and I’ll let one of these cowpokes do the honors of tying your hands.” The man swore with deadly vehemence but held perfectly still. Juniper waited for him to answer and just as she was opening her mouth to offer again he shoved backwards with explosive force. It caught Juniper by surprise and without meaning to she shot him right in the back. Concerned shouts from the other men, and screams from the wounded one, set up an ear piercing din. She stared at the whole scene in some horror and then with effort collected herself and turned to address the men still sitting at the bar.
     “I reckon you don’t know this is a wanted man,” she shouted over the screams of the man on the floor. “You saw him try to knock me back to get away. Can someone get the sheriff?”
     Roman’s entire clientele scrambled out the door, double doors swinging in their haste.
     “Ye gods, Juniper, you might have given me some warning,” Roman shouted over the man on the floor, “now we got no custom for the night.” In his shock he said the first thing that occurred to him.
     “Can’t help that, Roman,” she shouted. Looking back down at the man who was shrieking one long thin scream like the whistle of a tea kettle, she fired once more, putting a bullet in his head and ending the noise.
 

Available in Paperback and eBook HERE!

 

About the Author

Becoming a published author has been one of the biggest dreams of Myradin's life, only equal to her desire to farm. She has always been an avid reader and a self-described crazy cat lady who loves to craft things, grow things, and learn about people.

 

In the coming years she plans to publish many more books and will be travelling the country at festivals and conventions of all kinds to sell her handmade crafts and books.

 

For updates on show appearances and book pre-releases just drop her a line at MyradinIronthong@gmail.com for the once a month newsletter.

 

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