Tuesday, October 14, 2025

His Sweet Obsession by Twilla Kay Lamm

 Zigzagging through a treacherous maze of compelling questions with unpredictable answers, truths embedded within lies, people hiding behind masks, and in the end, discovering a true and lasting love.

 Today, Wild Women Authors focus on:

His Sweet Obsession an Western Historical romance, written by Twilla Kay Lamm and recently released by the Wild Rose Press.

 About the Book: Following the Civil War, Captain Ethan Reed is recruited to find the truth behind the Lincoln Conspiracy. The facts are not as they appear. John Wilkes Booth pulled the trigger, but did someone else point the gun? Ethan’s job is to answer this question and see justice served, no matter the personal cost.

     Tormented with no answers about the death of her fiancĂ©, Doctor Sabrina Clay seeks the truth—was it suicide or murder? If there is an answer, she must find it. On a hot day in Fort Hex, Kansas, Sabrina’s and Ethan’s lives intersect. They’re soon entangled in a web of deceit as attraction simmers. They each risk a second chance at love while discovering the truth.

 An Excerpt:

     He felt his heart seize. He wanted to hold her, and he wanted to tell her she wasn’t alone. But if he did, what would she do? He edged closer, hoping to absorb some of her pain.

     “We pitched the medical tent and waited.” She pressed the palms of her hands on her cheeks. “After the cold winter, the sun was bright and felt so warm. In the center of the beautiful meadow, American soldiers, some wearing blue and some wearing gray, marched forward. The drummers were young boys…only eight or nine—children in war.” She covered her ears. “Rump-pa-pa-pump…rump-pa-pa-pump. We waited for the killing to start.” She laughed without humor while tears sluiced down her face. “Civilized people waiting for the killing to start. Isn’t that a joke?”

     He untied the yellow bandana around his neck and offered her the fabric.

     She accepted the scarf and brushed his hand with her fingers.

     He felt his breath snatch, and his lungs refused to fill. He swiped his right hand over his mouth, while an overwhelming desire to protect her hurled straight into his heart. He firmed his jaw, grinding his teeth.

     “An hour later”—she blotted her tears—“the battle was over.”

     He heard the quiver in her voice and balled his fists. How could he help her? What could he do?

     “I could no longer smell the flowers…only the stinking sulfur odor of the gunpowder and the coppery scent of blood.” She crumpled his bandana. “The birds no longer sang…only the men crying out. All the beauty was gone, buried beneath a layer of bodies. Some men were dead and some were dying, and the blood soaked into the ground like a summer’s rain.”

     He wanted to say something, but what? She carried the scars of a battle-hardened soldier, she had witnessed the horrors of war, and she was fighting visions she could never un-see, just like me.

     “For two days, we worked—in the heat—with the mosquitos and the flies—and the putrid stench of rotting bodies. The wounded just kept coming…without arms…without legs…and without faces.” She scrubbed the bandana over her face.

     He helplessly listened.

     “At night, I peeled off my shoes and socks because they were stuck on from the blood.” She scrubbed her hands with his bandana. “There are times I feel I shall never be clean again.”

     He couldn’t afford to become involved with her. Hell, she could be as guilty as Nelson. “Sometimes, war is the only way to solve a situation.”

     “Not a very good one.” She sniffed.

     “No, maybe not.”

     Damn my investigation. He drew her against his chest and folded his arms around her. He wanted to confess he was in love with her, but this was not the time. God help me.

     This was the moment he had dreamed, and for now, she was his. He leaned back, focusing on her beautiful eyes, and seeing nothing but trust. He lowered his head, and when his lips touched hers, he discovered her mouth soft and yielding. She smelled faintly of summer lilacs and tasted like sugar. As her sweetness coated the inside of his mouth, he deepened the kiss and moaned. Frozen in a single moment with no past or future, he sensed her surrender.

 To Purchase His Sweet Obsession, go to:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F1N91D5D

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/his-sweet-obsession-twilla-kay-lamm/1147098352?ean=9781509261109

https://www.booksamillion.com/p/9781509261109  

https://bookshop.org/p/books/his-sweet obsession/f3539ef7a791ffc6?ean=9781509261109&next=t&source=IndieBound&ref=https%3A%2F%2Fwildrosepress.com%2F 

https://books.apple.com/us/author/twilla-kay-lamm/id1802650951

 A Bit About Our Focus Author:

     Twilla Kay Lamm is an Oklahoma writer who writes books about strong women and the men who love them. Twilla began her professional career as a medical laboratory technologist. After almost 30 years in the field, she went back to college and earned a masters degree in early childhood. Twilla chose to teach and work with underprivileged children and their families. When Twilla retired, she started writing and discovered creating fictional stories is a lot like child’s play.

 Twilla Kay Lamm Can Be Found At:

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https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/230401638-his-sweet-obsession?