Morning everybody! I've got fellow Wild Rose Press author, Linda Trout with me today, sharing her favorite heroes! Welcome, Linda!
Who’s your all-time favorite hero?
From the millions of hero’s in books (there are millions, aren’t there, because it sure seems like that many to me), I’m choosing Sam from Lord of the Rings. What? But he’s a secondary character you say. Yes and no. Yes, he wasn’t the main focus of the book, Frodo was the keeper of the ring. Only Sam was more heroic.
Even when Frodo basically told Sam to get lost (my interpretation), he still followed Frodo, saving his bacon time and time again. Sam didn’t lose sight of the main goal (well, almost never) and encouraged Frodo to destroy the ring. AND, in the end, it was Sam who got the girl and lived happily ever after. See? The hero. J
Now tell us about a hero from one of your books. What makes him who he is?
My favorite hero from one of my books would have to be Sam (hmm, I’m seeing a pattern here) from Last Hope Alaska. He has been dealt one hard knock after another most of his life, yet didn’t lose his decent inner core. Sam could be described as a big teddy bear. He doesn’t “want” to help the damsel in distress, but can’t turn his back on someone down on their luck. However, as big and tough as he is, he meets his match in Emily.
When Emily glanced at the bar, the taller of the two bartenders stared back at her, unblinking. He said something to the other man and slipped under the pass through. Deliberately, he made his way toward her, stopping only when he reached her table. She told herself not to stare, but she couldn’t take her gaze off him.
The white shirt emphasized his wide shoulders. His blond hair hung to the collar of his shirt, reminding her of a mountain man, totally at home in the Alaskan wilderness, knowing where he belonged.
He towered over her a moment as she craned her neck. Quickly he pulled a chair from the table opposite her, turned it around and straddled it, bracing his arms across the back. Emily expected him to smell of alcohol, but instead the only odor she could detect was earthy—as if he truly were from the woods. His square jaw spoke of a quiet strength.
“Whiskey.” He barely breathed the word. The formation of the word caused his full sensuous lips to draw her gaze.
“I beg your pardon?”
It took a heartbeat or two for him to answer. “Your eyes. They remind me of rich, amber whiskey.” He held her gaze for a long time.
“Um, thank you. I think.” The longer he sat there, the closer he leaned toward her. It startled her to realize she didn’t mind. He seemed so down to earth and...safe. So totally opposite of Dominic and his kind.
“I’m Sam. Sam Tarkington. Best bartender in town.” He winked, then grinned. The movement caused his steel gray eyes to soften.
Her shoulders relaxed as she truly smiled this time. His comment sounded like a smarmy come-on, but she liked it anyway.
Emily Redfern's ex-fiancé learned to kill on the back streets of New York. Now, she is his target. Broke, exhausted, and a step ahead of the man she once loved, she clings to one last hope: the wilds of Alaska. The quiet safety of her hide-a-way becomes addictive as she grows to care for the man who offers her refuge.
Released from prison after a wrongful conviction, native Alaskan Sam Tarkington is determined to regain his business, repair his reputation, and rebuild his life. But when he meets a desperate and vulnerable woman, guarding secrets of her own, she tugs at his heart. She's a distraction he can't afford. Sam must choose Emily or achieving his dreams.
Like Emily's life, the peacefulness of the wilderness is an illusion as danger lurks in the distance. Does Sam hold the key to her survival or will her past cost them everything?
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