Review: Old West fun in Much Ado about Miners

Jacquie Rogers brings a bit of humor and love to the Old West in Much Ado about Miners. This is the story of Iris and Kade, who knew each other as teenagers and are brought together later in life.

There was much I really enjoyed about this book. The characters had big personalities–most notably a yellow cat who steals almost every scene he’s in. [And if you know me, you know I love cats in stories. If you haven’t figured that out, look at what I use in place of stars to rank the books I review. ;)] Both Kade and Iris were such likable characters that it was easy to root for them.

The only difficulty I had with this story is that at times I felt like either Kade’s or Iris’ wacky plans seemed to change and I didn’t follow¬†why or how exactly. It just suddenly was, and I was left wondering if I missed something, which could’ve been the case a time or two, but it was enough that I doubted it was just my faulty brain.

And once, the cat was called by the dog’s name. Them there are fightin’ words in my book. ūüėČ

Overall, this was a fun book. I give it a solid 3.5 cat kisses.

3.5 cats


The third novel in the Hearts of Owyhee western romance series!

Cupid‚Äôs bullet…

Hired gun Kade McKinnon interrupts a bank holdup and is shot by the teller, Iris Gardner, whose victims have a tendency to be the next groom in town.  Will he be the groom this time?

Cupid‚Äôs bow…

Iris Gardner, a smart, independent bank clerk, fell in love with Kade when she was too young to know better.¬† So when he walks back into her life and her bank, it’s only fitting that she shoots him … by accident, of course.

Cupid‚Äôs blindfold…

Kade doesn‚Äôt know Iris‚Äôs company is the one who hired him to escort a bullion shipment, and Iris doesn‚Äôt know Kade owns the security company, but they both know robbers are on their trail.¬† Which is more likely to be stolen‚ÄĒthe silver, or his heart?

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Books by Jacquie Rogers

Hearts of Owyhee series (western historical romance)

  • #1: Much Ado About Madams
  • #2: Much Ado About Marshals
  • #3: Much Ado About Miners
  • #4: Much Ado About Mavericks

About the Author

I’m a former software designer, campaign manager, deli clerk, and cow milker, but always a bookworm. Reading is my passion‚ÄĒwesterns, fantasies, historicals of any era, all with a splash of humor and a dash of romance.

While I’m a country girl by birth, I currently live in suburbia with my very patient husband where we‚Äôre humble servants of The Cat Annie. ¬†I don’t think you can ever take the country out of a girl’s heart, though, which is why my stories often take place in Idaho where I grew up. (Hearts of Owyhee series and some of my short stories, too.)

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Party Mad Libs: The Results

Thanks to everyone who participated in my games yesterday. First off, congrats to the winners:

  1. $5 Amazon GC: Mary McCoy
  2. $5 Amazon GC: Jessica Lynn Leonard
  3. $5 Amazon GC: Brooke Bumgardner
  4. $5 Amazon GC: Kathleen O’Donnell

Some of you made up some pretty great mad libs. Below are the results. Some are quite funny. Some work remarkably well. But first, here’s the original text:

I dig my nails into his lower back and tug him closer. He leans in for a kiss before he raises his chest and picks up the pace. I open our connection and send him images of how I see him moving his powerful body undulating over me, pushing me to the edge of ecstasy.

This passage is from my book To Growl or to Groan.

She’s unready to face her past, but she may have no choice.

It may be her best friend who gets surprisingly accurate hunches about the future, but Chloe just¬†¬†knows¬†something big ‚Äďand bad‚ÄĒis about to happen. She telepathically communicates with animals and shape-shifters, but her growing psychic abilities are beginning to scare her. She suspects her mother also had abilities, and when those powers grew beyond her control, she left her daughter and husband when Chloe was only ten.

Despite her worries, she won’t let anything interrupt her trip to Scotland to meet her shape-shifter boyfriend’s family. Meeting Jorge’s close-knit family and spending the Holidays with them is worry enough!

When his sister goes missing, her disappearance is linked to a shadowy organization that knows exactly how to hide her from her shape-shifting relatives’ tracking ability. What they don’t count on is Chloe’s psychic gift.

In the rush to find Jorge’s sister, Chloe loses control of her ability and accidentally harms an animal’s psyche. Ridden with guilt, she’s afraid her ability just might destroy her relationship with Jorge. She isn’t ready to find her mother and face her past, but she may not have a choice if she wants to ensure she never harms anyone again.

What readers are saying about To Growl or to Groan:

4* from¬†Sizzling Hot Books: “If you like shapeshifters, some sexy romance, and a good mystery as well then I would definitely recommend¬†To Growl Or To Groan.”

“I enjoyed reading more in this book about Chloe’s exploration of her abilities and past as well as her HOT relationship with Jorge. I will be looking for more from this author for sure.¬†This book is a light and fun read with adventure, passion and a few unexpected twists and turns.¬†Highly recommend reading this book.”

“This book definitely kept my interest through the entire read.”

AND NOW FOR READERS MAD LIBS…

I dig my [heels] into his lower back and [yank] him closer. He leans in for a [moment] before he raises his [hips] and picks up the pace. I open our [hearts and minds] and send him images of how I [desire] him moving his [chiseled] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [heaven].

I dig my [house] into his lower back and [laughed] him closer. He leans in for a [tree] before he raises his [snow] and picks up the pace. I open our [sink] and send him images of how I [shoveled] him moving his [large] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [cup].

I dig my [heels] into his lower back and [moment] him closer. He leans in for a [hips] before he raises his [heart] and picks up the pace. I open our [love] and send him images of how I [desire] him moving his [mind] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [heaven].

I dig my [staff] into his lower back and [throb] him closer. He leans in for a [joint] before he raises his [bone] and picks up the pace. I open our [foot] and send him images of how I [expand] him moving his [glistening] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [cat].

I dig my [man] into his lower back and [run] him closer. He leans in for a [woman] before he raises his [boob] and picks up the pace. I open our [butt] and send him images of how I [kiss] him moving his [red] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [hug].

I dig my [hand] into his lower back and [smoothed] him closer. He leans in for a [toe] before he raises his [book] and picks up the pace. I open our [cup] and send him images of how I [watched] him moving his [flowery] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [hair].

I dig my [man] into his lower back and [hug] him closer. He leans in for a [kiss] before he raises his [red] and picks up the pace. I open our [women] and send him images of how I [butts] him moving his [run] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [boob].

I dig my [teeth] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [lick] before he raises his [tongue] and picks up the pace. I open our [heart] and send him images of how I [love] him moving his [hot] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [heaven].

I dig my [teeth] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [nip] before he raises his [butt] and picks up the pace. I open our [hearts and minds] and send him images of how I [love] him moving his [gorgeous] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [eternity].

I dig my [foot] into his lower back and [jump] him closer. He leans in for a [kindle] before he raises his [book] and picks up the pace. I open our [phone] and send him images of how I [slide] him moving his [large] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [cup].

I dig my [heels] into his lower back and [move] him closer. He leans in for a [bite] before he raises his [head] and picks up the pace. I open our [minds] and send him images of how I [imagine] him moving his [gorgeous] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [oblivion].

I dig my [locket] into his lower back and [run] him closer. He leans in for a [Australia] before he raises his [planner] and picks up the pace. I open our [kitten] and send him images of how I [sit] him moving his [wet] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [beach].

I dig my [teeth] into his lower back and [tugged] him closer. He leans in for a [nibble] before he raises his [fangs] and picks up the pace. I open our [portals] and send him images of how I [feel] him moving his [the] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [boat].

I dig my [hand] into his lower back and [push] him closer. He leans in for a [kiss] before he raises his [head] and picks up the pace. I open our [heart] and send him images of how I [watch] him moving his [hard] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [passion].

I dig my [nails] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [kiss] before he raises his [hips] and picks up the pace. I open our [connection] and send him images of how I [want] him moving his [strong] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [release].

I dig my [door] into his lower back and [kissing] him closer. He leans in for a [shoe] before he raises his [skunk] and picks up the pace. I open our [handcuffs] and send him images of how I [sniffing] him moving his [big] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [whip].

I dig my [nails] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [kiss] before he raises his [hips] and picks up the pace. I open our [minds] and send him images of how I [see] him moving his [awesome] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [heaven].

I dig my [hand] into his lower back and [caress] him closer. He leans in for a [thigh] before he raises his [fingers] and picks up the pace. I open our [daisy] and send him images of how I [learn] him moving his [warm] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [hair].

I dig my [butt] into his lower back and [lick] him closer. He leans in for a [dog] before he raises his [hold] and picks up the pace. I open our [tongue] and send him images of how I [kick] him moving his [painful] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [wound].

I dig my [nails] into his lower back and [drag] him closer. He leans in for a [nibble] before he raises his [ass] and picks up the pace. I open our [eyes] and send him images of how I [feel] him moving his [hard] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [oblivion].

I dig my [toes] into his lower back and [curling] him closer. He leans in for a [shivers] before he raises his [chills] and picks up the pace. I open our [mind] and send him images of how I [bending] him moving his [heavenly] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [release].

I dig my [fingers] into his lower back and [caress] him closer. He leans in for a [back] before he raises his [stomach] and picks up the pace. I open our [hands] and send him images of how I [pull] him moving his [sensual] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [chest].

I dig my [heels] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [nip] before he raises his [head] and picks up the pace. I open our [link] and send him images of how I [want] him moving his [built] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [heaven].

I dig my [nail] into his lower back and [pull] him closer. He leans in for a [screw] before he raises his [position] and picks up the pace. I open our [handcuffs] and send him images of how I [sniffing] him moving his [big] body over me, pushing me to the edge of [orgasm].