My guest today is romance suspense author, Sally Brandle, who is talking to us about her latest book, Torn by Vengeance, which is the second book in the Love Thrives in Emma Springs series. Welcome to the blog, Sally!

First, let’s take a look at the book cover and blurb. 🙂


Look over your shoulder. He’s watching.

Corrin Patten is solidly on a path to make partner in a prestigious Seattle law firm when an ominous threat from her past turns deadly. She can handle circumstances necessitating a temporary move to the backwater town of Emma Springs, but its charming physician is another matter, as she’s issued a permanent moratorium on men.

Dr. Kyle Werner revels in trust from patients he regularly treats in a community he’s never wished to leave. Yet, Emma Springs lacks one thing, a woman to share his perfectly bucolic life. He’s read about pheromone attraction, but never experienced desire until meeting Corrin. They make an unbeatable team, but convincing her that his interest is sincere while they dissect layers of deceit requires the precision of a surgeon’s scalpel. Can they defeat the wealthy stalker bent on mistaken revenge against Corrin and destruction of the peaceful Montana setting?

If you thrive on tenacious heroines, sizzling attraction, and a shadowy villain with a grudge, you’ll love this prescription for thrills.

Sally is sharing this exciting extract with us today:

A smile rose to H.P.’s lips as he pictured Corrin’s shock when he took her down just before she hit her goal, precisely what she’d done to him after the boat ride.

He’d waited in the shadows for the right moment to sign Corrin Patten’s death warrant. Next, he’d watch her walk to the gallows.


Turbulence dropped the airplane, digging Corrin’s seatbelt deeper into her roiling stomach on the Thursday morning flight. The tray table above her knees rattled. She scrunched her eyes shut to block out the memory of being trapped in another rocking, bobbing seat, and dug her fingernails into the armrests.

The plane lurched—pitching and thrusting her like the speedboat ride ten years ago when it jetted through white caps. The horrible trauma surfaced, and with it, an image of the pervert who’d destroyed her innocence.

The shuddering stopped. A hand touched her arm. She raised her fist, ready to break free and fight again.

But the stranger’s fingers on her forearm didn’t boast a dagger-shaped ruby ring. No vice-grip pinned her in a boat’s bucket seat. She gasped for air.

“Hey, are you okay?” her seatmate questioned.

“Yes, thank you,” she said. “Nervous flier.”

He nodded and returned to his magazine.

The airplane bounced twice on the runway, and taxied to the terminal.

A wave of jitters hit. Miranda would be shocked to see her in Montana. The last time they’d talked, they’d planned to meet in Seattle, prior to her testimony.

“Spontaneous and Corrin Patten never grace the same sentence,” her BFF frequently joked. Well, today she’d refute Miranda’s statement. She shoved legal files into her bag on the floor and checked outside. Beyond the tarmac-and-boondocks version of an airport, Montana stretched in a wide expanse of snow-dusted, midday tranquility. Cows stood in a field off to one side, ignoring the buzz of the planes.

All those years ago, buzzing, waspish tongues in Ebony Cove hadn’t affected her either, until she’d lost her childlike naiveté on that horrible afternoon.

Suppressed images of those falsely smiling lips whispering insults dotted her memory again like the cow pies dotting nearby pastures. Queasiness hit.

She wasn’t the ragtag kid anymore, wondering if she’d scrape together dinner for her siblings—wondering if the neighbor’s steers would trample her as she collected fallen, unwanted apples from the orchard where they grazed.

If her sister-of-the-soul, Miranda, hadn’t frantically called, she’d never have flown here to offer moral support and informal legal coaching.

The clatter of luggage and bodies charging the aisle announced the airplane cabin exodus.

She frowned and rose from her seat.

Twenty rows up, the paunchy guy in First Class who’d bolted late onto the Seattle to Three Falls flight turned and eyeballed her again. He caught her looking and headed out the forward exit.

Bristling alarm sent cold chills down her spine. Colder than jumping into Puget Sound to escape the boat attack. She’d blocked the blasted memory for years, but today it flooded her brain.

If you’re eager to find out what happens next, you can purchase the book here.

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About Sally

Author Bio

Multi-award winning author Sally Brandle weaves slow-burning romance into edgy suspense stories. Sally left a career as an industrial baking instructor to bring to life stories motivating readers to trust their inner gifts. Her rescue Aussie is her companion during long spells of writing, bouts of tormenting weeds in her garden, or afternoons spent riding on the wind with her twenty-nine year old Quarter Horse. Sign up for her newsletter at to receive updates on her next books.

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Series title: Love Thrives in Emma Springs


Thank you for dropping by to tell us about your book, Sally. Wishing you many sales.

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