Uh-Oh…Now I’ve Done It.

Zoe - 3D SiteI couldn’t help myself.  I did it again.

What, do you ask?

I set a book in Canada.  In the Rockies.  Again.

Can’t help myself.  I have to break out every now and again and put in a bloody great rock or two as a backdrop.


For those of you familiar with the Destiny’s Trinities series, you’ll be delighted to know that Diego finds himself in British Columbia, without his guns, with vampeen on his ass.

And that’s just the first chapter.

Zoe’s Blockade, book 5 of the Destiny’s Trinities series, will be released on July 28, but is already available for pre-order.  I’ve set it in one of my favorite towns of all time.

Here’s the blurb and a little snippet for you that isn’t already here on the book page (there’s another excerpt there — hint.)

The impossible just might be possible when trinities are forming….

Zoe got out of the hunting business years ago and headed north into the Canadian Rockies, shortly before meeting Cole, a Canadian military officer, and Declan, the town’s sexy doctor.  Cole and Declan are married, but still weaken her knees and her heart and change her life forever.

When Declan dies in a skiing accident, Cole is devastated.  Zoe helps him pick up the pieces and after years of circling each other, they marry and settle into a quiet life in the mountains.

Then a man called Diego Savage arrives on their doorstep and says they are two of a special trinity who must halt the evil forces that are surrounding their house, blocking them off from the outside world and determined to stop the forming of the trinity.

Only…who is the third?

The bonding has begun…

Copyright © Tracy Cooper-Posey 2016
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“Cole, no,” Zoe protested, jumping to her feet. “You don’t know what they’re like. They’ll kill you.”

“I have to see for myself,” he said.

Zoe followed him to the front door. Her face was pale. “You don’t understand this world,” she said softly. “They’re more than your average bear.”

He pulled on his coat and zipped it up over his bare chest and shoved his feet into the open tops of his boots. He didn’t bother with the laces. He wouldn’t be going far.

He dug the truck keys out of the pocket of his coat and touched Zoe’s cheek. “It’ll be fine,” he told her.

As he opened the door, righteousness filled him. This was the smart move. This would dispense with all the nonsense inside five minutes, then he could toss the idiot, talk Zoe back to sense and get on with his day. He had a report to write about the campers they’d hauled to the medical center last night. Minor frost bite—they were lucky. It was only minus ten. By January it could drop to forty below at night around here and frost bite would be the least of their concerns.

His mind already turning over the phrases he would need for the report and the information he would pass along to his captain that wouldn’t be in the report, Cole bounced down the steps and over to his truck.

He came to a halt, the keys swinging on the end of his fingers, as he saw the battered Mustang next to it.

Zoe and the man, Diego, were both on the verandah watching him. Zoe had pushed her feet into her boots, but wasn’t wearing a coat. She had her arms crossed over her chest for warmth.

Cole gripped the keys to stop them swinging. Slowly, deliberately, he walked around the Mustang. His circuit complete, he examined the caved-in side and the ruined paintwork.

His heart started working as if he was climbing the knees of mountains, only he was just standing there. He looked up, toward the bridge. He had seen that view thousands of times.

There were shadows among the edges of the trees that weren’t normally there.

Cole recognized the sour ache in his chest and the high singing in his mind. He remembered it from combat. The pre-action adrenaline rush. His gut was getting him ready while his mind was still trying to encompass that fighting was on the cards at all.

Slowly, he climbed back up onto the verandah.

Zoe lowered her arms, puzzled. “Cole…?”

“Back into the house,” he said, his voice low. “Both of you.”

Diego moved immediately. He understood.

Zoe frowned. “I don’t get it.” It wasn’t often her small face wore that expression.

Cole took her arm. “Come on,” he said, trying to make it sound gentle. “I need food and another gallon of coffee.”

She bit her lip and let him draw her into the house.

He locked the front door behind him. He had a feeling the lock would be useless. Anything that could do that to a car would simply throw itself against the windows and roll right in like a grenade, full of whatever fury had made it decide that Cole’s place was a good one to stake out.

All three of them returned to the kitchen silently and sat back down, except Zoe. She leaned her hip against the counter, one foot crossed over the other, her arms crossed. He recognized the defensive posture.

Diego was looking at him. “The marks, right?” he said.

“I’ve done my share of hunting,” Cole said. “A deer or even a small moose could do that sort of damage to your car, only they don’t have claws. There were claw marks all along both sides of the car…and they weren’t bear claws. I’ve seen claw marks left by bears and these were too close together. The largest cat in British Columbia is the cougar and they’re rare these days. Cougar claws wouldn’t have dug in like that. The paneling on the car was peeled back as if it was orange skin.”

Diego nodded. “They’re not natural creatures.”

“No,” Cole agreed. “I get that.” He looked at Zoe. “I really do need more coffee,” he said. “Do you mind?”

She shook her head and plucked the kettle from the range and turned to the sink. In the bright sunlight pouring in the window, her short red hair glowed and Cole’s heart shifted and warmth touched him, as it always did when he realized she was here in his life.

Then he looked at Diego. The man—the vampire, Cole reminded himself—was watching him closely.

“Start again,” he told Diego. “This time, I’ll listen.”

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2 thoughts on “Uh-Oh…Now I’ve Done It.”

    1. Oh, thank you, Dina!

      I’ve published two, both set in Western Australia, where I was born and grew up.

      1. Ningaloo Nights is novella length and white hot sexy.
      2. Terror Stash is a big, BIG romantic suspense.

      Oh! I forgot!

      3. Vivian’s Return is set in the town where I lived for most of my teenage years.

      One of these days, I’ll write a book set in the tiny little wheat belt town where I spent my pre-teen years.



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