Monday, May 25, 2015

Welcome Penny Estelle!


Penny Estelle is a best selling writer for all ages, from the early reader to adults. Her books range from pictures books for the little ones, to fantasy and time-travel adventures for ages nine to thirteen. She also, under P. A. Estelle, has written adult stories including a family drama and contemporary, paranormal and historical westerns romances.

Penny was a school secretary for twenty-one years. She and her husband moved to their retirement home in Kingman, AZ, on fifty-four very rural acres, living on solar and wind only.

The Jesse Series

Jesse’s Find: Book One


What does a rancher do when he is in the middle of the Kansas plains and comes across a woman who has been shot, has an infant with her and has no memory of any of it?


Her expression was guarded as he approached. “Who are you?” she asked.

“Jesse Mason. I found you a few days back, about a mile from here.”

The girl scanned the room, as if looking for something. “Can…can I please talk to your wife?”

Jesse stiffened. “I don’t have a wife.”

She took another step back. “But…but the baby, and someone changed my clothes.”

See my four-rose review of Jesse's Find next door at Roses & Thorns!

Jesse’s Nightmare: Book Two


Ginny and Jesse are expecting their first baby. It's almost April and even the snow that continues to fall doesn't dampen their moods—until something starts ripping apart the livestock.

But when Jesse comes home during a blizzard and finds his wife and daughter missing, he chokes on a fear that he hasn't felt in a long time!


Ginny tensed, put her head back and held her breath. The pains had started while traveling in the wagon, but they were coming faster and harder. Tears made dirty paths down her cheeks. She knew there was a good chance the wolf could get in. The shutter that covered the window was old and bug ridden. It wouldn’t take long for that to succumb to the wolf’s abuse.

She kissed the top of Sarah’s head and the tears continued. Now you may never know about your real mother. We were going to tell you when you were older what a wonderful person she was. “I’m so sorry, Mary. I didn’t take very good care of your daughter.”

There was scratching at the shutter. “Don’t you worry, Sarah,” Ginny whispered. “You won’t feel one scratch or bite from that thing outside, nor will I.” She had heard those stories about being bitten by a wolf. At the time she laughed them off, but now, she wasn’t so sure. Even if they survived an attack Jesse’s words came flooding back—tie them up...go crazy...die.

That wasn’t going to happen. She would make sure of that herself. Her hand slipped into her pocket and caressed the gun that hid there. May God forgive me…and Jesse, too.

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