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THE THIRD SON by Dyan Layne Release Blitz Release Date: April 20, 2023 Genre: New Adult Romance Tropes: Western romance, stepbrothers, slow-burn, high-heat

Home is just a place, right?

Arien Brogan had plans. In Denver. The only place she’d ever call home.

Then her mom met Matthew Brooks, and Arien’s plans were no longer her own.

So here she was, on a ranch in Wyoming, with her two new stepbrothers.

She’d never met cowboys like them before.

Kellan, the sullen one.

Tanner, the sweet one.

What did they want from her?

There was something strange about this town, their ways, and everyone in it.

Everything that comes in threes is perfect.

Where in the hell was she?

She wasn’t staying anyway. Come summer, she’d be gone.

But if plans can change, then dreams can too.

Because home is more than a place.

THE THIRD SON by Dyan Layne Excerpt Reveal & Teaser Share Release Date: April 20, 2023 Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Models: Lochie Carey Anthony Patamisi India Woollard Book Trailer: Ashlee O'Brien, Ashes and Vellichor Genre: New Adult Romance Tropes: Western romance, stepbrothers, slow-burn, high-heat

Home is just a place, right?

Arien Brogan had plans. In Denver. The only place she’d ever call home. Then her mom met Matthew Brooks, and Arien’s plans were no longer her own. So here she was, on a ranch in Wyoming, with her two new stepbrothers. She’d never met cowboys like them before.

Kellan, the sullen one. Tanner, the sweet one.

What did they want from her?

There was something strange about this town, their ways, and everyone in it.

THE THIRD SON by Dyan Layne Cover Reveal Release Date: April 20, 2023 Cover Design: Lori Jackson Design Photographer: Michelle Lancaster Models: Lochie Carey, Anthony Patamisi India Woollard Book Trailer: Ashlee O'Brien, Ashes and Vellichor Genre: New Adult Romance Tropes: Western romance, stepbrothers, slow-burn, high-heat

Home is just a place, right?

Arien Brogan had plans. In Denver. The only place she’d ever call home.

Then her mom met Matthew Brooks, and Arien’s plans were no longer her own.

So here she was, on a ranch in Wyoming, with her two new stepbrothers.

She’d never met cowboys like them before.

Kellan, the sullen one.

Tanner, the sweet one.

「Use whatever is at hand, be it friend or foe.」

{ ♇; } He approached the strangers carefully, relaxing as their scent transmitted no danger, however, Pluto still was a bit far as he barked, a small warning for them to identify themselves.

Haruhi gave a fearful glance up at the sky as she stepped off of the train. The clouds that had barely been there when she'd left school earlier had thickened and darkened to a dark grey. She shifted the bag on her shoulder slightly and quickened her step, more than a little eager to get home. She'd overheard someone on the train talking about how a storm was on its way that was supposed to last the rest of the day and all through the night. 

A part of her mind berated her for not asking one of the Host Club members to just drive her home. It would have been faster and she wouldn't have to worry about being caught outside in a storm. Of course, Haruhi would rather have teeth pulled rather than tell anyone her problems or asking for anything for herself. Despite knowing that any one of the club members would have gladly gone out of their way to help her, she still couldn't bring herself to inconvience them in any way. 

She wasn't the only one rushing to get inside before the storm. All around her, people rushed to get to their various destinations or to hail a cab while the sky darkened above them. Someone occasionally knocked into her, but she barely noticed. Another fearful glance upwards told her that it looked as if it were about to rain at any moment.

As if on cue, the rain began to start. It wasn't small, like it normally seemed to be. When the rain started, it was as if someone had opened up a damn. The water poured, almost instantly soaking anyone who stood out in it. Haruhi began to run, but it was too late. Lightening cut across the sky, followed very closely by a loud CRACK. 

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