March Specials

Lucifer and Mary Jane: All the Devil’s Horses will continue to be on sale for just $0.99 but ONLY until March 15th. It is free for Kindle Unlimited describers. If you love a fast paced angel/devil paranormal adventure, you will love the indomitable Mary Jane, a half-archangel trying to uncover who killed her while trying to find the bandits who stole her uncles horses right out of the Hellfire stables.

Independence – The Holiday Series – Book 4 – a stand alone story is a coming of age modern Western adventure for teens and adults will be FREE on Amazon worldwide from March 17 – 23rd. This is a great read for March break. If you love horses, dogs cattle drives, adventure, with a wee bit of teen romance thrown in, you will enjoy this novel. Go ahead, check it out today. It is also available in audio book for your listening pleasure.

Head on over to your Amazon store today by going to my book store to find your link. Click on the image below.

Fan requests – The Silver Spurs Series

Because of fan requests, I will add one more book to The Silver Spurs Series!

I had a rough plot line for a Christmas story that I planned on turning into a screenplay, but I realized it could easily be re-worked into a Christmas novella and be a ‘special edition’ to The Silver Spurs Series. I plan on working on it this spring and summer with the idea of an early November release. If you haven’t already, just start following me on Amazon, Bookbub, Goodreads or here on my blog. I’m not going to give away any spoilers except that it will be set 10 years in the future. lol

Thank you to everyone who left such heartfelt reviews on Amazon and Goodreads. I heard you!

February is Equine Love Month

Check out the February Deals! Why? Because its February and February means romance. Whether you love a little angel romance or teen romance, these two books will tug at your heart strings – in a good way.

Lucifer and Mary Jane: All the Devil’s Horses: Who killed Mary Jane & stole the devil’s horses? Is she willing to sacrifice her afterlife to save the man she loves? Will it cause Armageddon? The afterlife is complicated. It’s only $0.99 until February 25th. Order now on Amazon:

Don’t forget to check out my interview on this book and its creation at Pen in Hand.

Valentino: “A beautifully written enthralling book!” Canadian Horse Journals. A coming of age teen romance about an abandoned horse who comes to the aid of a blind girl and her seeing eye dog and a Haida boy after they are shipwrecked on opposite sides of a desolate island on the West Coast in the middle of winter. Inspired by the true story of Will, the horse that got left behind.

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UPDATE – Release Date Paranormal cozy romance

Just a quick note to let readers know that Lucifer and Mary Jane: All The Devil’s Horses Release Date has moved up to February 1, 2022. My beta readers have given it a two thumps-up. Everyone who loves a little angel romance, loads of action, and horses, will enjoy the first book in what I hope to be a popular new series. Click below to find your Amazon link.

A new paranormal cozy mystery series – PREVIEW

Coming Soon: Available for Pre-Order on Amazon at the end of January 2022!

An entertaining new paranormal cozy mystery series from Laura Hesse, the author of The Silver Spurs Series and The Gumboot & Gumshoe Series with a new host of quirky characters including Mary Jane, Lucifer’s niece, a quirky half-angel whose murder triggers series of calamitous events from a Heavenly war to the stealing of her uncle’s horses from the Hellfire Stable.

Here is a quick preview:

Chapter One

Pearly Gates

Hot breath fanned my face. It smelled faintly of Quaker’s Apple and Cinnamon Oatmeal.

My chest felt like someone had shoved a red hot poker through it. I inhaled sharply and opened my eyes, too weak to sit up.

A soft grey and white muzzle nuzzled my cheek; wide flared nostrils sniffed my face. Dark warm eyes regarded me with concern.

“Hello, Mr. Jeepers,” I mumbled as the elegant white and grey dappled horse delicately chewed on a strand of my purple hair.

Another equine head nosed in, but this muzzle wasn’t soft, it was as hard as bleached bone, which of course it was.

“Binky, that hurts,” I eschewed the Grim Reaper’s skeletal steed.

“What are you two doing here,” I asked the two Hell horses looking down upon my prone form, “and where is Leyland?”

“Mary Jane,” a soft masculine voice whispered in my ear. “Time to get up, sweetie.”

“In all the realms, why would you bring her here,” another male voice growled.

I recognized the latter voice. It belonged to Saint Peter. Saint or no, he was as poisonous as a scorpion’s sting. Dad threatened to cut off his arms once when Peter refused to let us through the Pearly Gates so my father could plead my case before God. I was little then, but I still remember the cold hatred emanating from the guardian of the gate and his rich baritone voice. Not everyone in Heaven hated me, but many shared Saint Peter’s opinion of Nephilims. Oh, did I mention that I was a Nephilim – a half-angel/half-human? Well, I am.

What was I doing at the gates and why was Saint Peter glowering at me, his expression smug, and his lips pressed together in a thin determined line?

Confusion clouded my mind. The last thing I remembered was galloping full tilt towards the water jump atop my bay stallion, Leyland, in the final lap of the National finals. Leyland and I had a chance of making the Olympic Eventing team. Scuttle butt at the horse show was that Leyland and I were a shoe-in. It was our last shot because Leyland was aging out and the Olympics were next summer. The large fine tuned Hanoverian cross had finally overcome his fear of water and we were rocketing around the course in record time.

Darn it, where was Leyland? And what were Mr. Jeepers, Binky, Death, the Grim Reaper, and Saint Peter doing in the middle of a three day equestrian eventing competition?

Pain coursed through my chest and abdomen as I sat up. The world canted sideways. Someone righted me before I toppled over.

“Sorry, Mary Jane,” the Grim Reaper apologized, squatting down beside me, an arm wrapped protectively around my shoulder. “I never thought I’d have to reap you.”

“Don’t worry about Leyland,” Death crooned, not having to kneel beside me as he was a short little man with an infectious smile, one that I dearly wanted to wipe off his face at the moment, even though I really liked him, but seeing Saint Peter had unnerved me. Death looked a lot like Tyrion Lannister from Game of Thrones. He too had the ability to drink all who challenged him under the table, except for me and Zepar, the Grand Duke of the demon armies. “Your friend, Bernie, is looking after him. She’s quite distraught. I’ll pay her a little visit in her dreams tonight to see if I can cheer her up.”

“Please don’t,” I wheezed, the pain in my chest making it hard to speak. The thought of Death paying a visit to one of my two best friends gave me the strength to sit up on my own. “I don’t think Bernie would understand your humor. Besides, I can’t die; I’m half angel, right?”

“I’m afraid you can if killed with the right instrument,” Death replied, gently patting me on the shoulder. Mr. Jeepers, Death’s steed, nosed his master, and then yanked hard on another strand of my hair. Death shrugged sympathetically and retrieved what was left of my mane of purple hair from the horse’s mouth.

“Never thought I’d see the day I’d have to attend to you like this,” the Grim Reaper moaned. “I mean, I thought Diana’s arrows never left her chambers anymore, but there one is, embedded in your chest.”

A long slender arrow made of dark polished wood with a white swan feathered fletching pierced the center of my Kevlar safety vest. The Kevlar was impossibly strong which is why every event rider wore a vest to protect their ribcage in case of a serious fall. The sharp arrowhead protruded from my back. This was no easy feat considering the arrow had to travel through the Kevlar and the ample bosom squished beneath the vest.

No wonder it hurts to breathe.

“So I’m dead then,” I stammered, fingering the arrow that penetrated my heart. I felt stupid for even saying it, but at least the pain was going away.

“I’m afraid so,” Death sighed.

“And we aren’t quite sure what to do with you,” the Grim Reaper agreed, his voice holding a note of sympathy. “Honestly, I thought the All Father would intervene.”

“Yeah, don’t hold your breath,” I grimaced, “which I don’t seem to be able to do right now.”

“I summoned Gabriel, but he has yet to make an appearance,” Death ventured, clearly not amused.

“That’s no surprise, he hasn’t for eleven years.”

“Well, you can’t leave her here,” Saint Peter spat. “I didn’t open the gates for her as a babe and I won’t now. She’s an abomination!”

“I am not,” I cried, suddenly realizing the seriousness of my situation. Angels didn’t have souls, but they were children of Heaven so could come and go as they pleased. Humans had souls, and if they were judged good and true, Saint Peter would open the two intricately carved golden gates looming above us and let them pass. Being only half-human meant I only had half a soul.

Heaven hated me, and God did too. At ten when my boobs started to sprout and my baby fat wasn’t going away, the Arch-Angel Gabriel, my father, stopped coming to visit. My mother took it in stride, and told me if I couldn’t be beautiful like her or my father, I needed to be smart. Unfortunately, I wasn’t born an Einstein either so bold and rebellious became my answer to everything. Three days before the horse show and my twenty-third birthday, I dyed my silver hair and wings bright purple. Ah, Captain Hindsight. Who knew the price of that small rebellion would be facing eternity this way?

My eyes burned. Tears trickled down my face. Loss overwhelmed me – loss for the horse I loved more than anything else in the world and for the two priceless friends left behind, for the Olympic Team I would never be a part of, and for the mother I never told how much I loved her near enough.

My worst fears had materialized: I was an unwanted child of an arch-angel, refused salvation, barred from Heaven, pitied by Death himself, and scorned by one of the most powerful saints in Heaven, so I did the only thing I could think of to do.

“UNCLE LUCIFER, I NEED YOUR HELP,” I screamed so loudly into the white and blue haze below me that Binky’s bones blew apart, Mr. Jeepers staggered backwards several feet, and Death, the Grim Reaper, and Saint Peter tumbled backwards onto their buttocks.

End of Draft Preview

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The audio book for the third book in The Gumboot & Gumshoe Series is now in production. We hope to release it on Audible by mid-March 2022. This will complete the trilogy. The last two book in the series which are stand alone stories will be released later in 2022.


The Gumboot & Gumshoe Series e-book will be on sale for only $0.99 US from January 6 – 13th.

A Filly Called Easter – a family Hallmark style of story for the horse lover in the family will be FREE on Amazon from January 6 – 10th.

A peaceful and prosperous 2022 to all.

The Dastardly Mr Deeds just released on Audible

The second book in The Gumboot & Gumshoe Series is now out in audio book. The Dastardly Mr. Deeds, narrated by the accomplished narrator, Carrie Burgess, is now available on Audible worldwide. Carrie did a wonderful job, like she did with Gumboots, Gumshoes & Murder at capturing the world of Seal Island and all of its quirky characters. Click here for a listen on!

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The audio book for The Dastardly Mr Deeds: Book 2 in The Gumboot & Gumshoe Series, narrated by the wonderful, Carrie Burgess, has been sent away to Audible for approval. It should be available for download on Audible around the world and on Amazon in early January.

I also received the final cover (artist: Autumn Sky) for my next cozy mystery which both paranormal cozy mystery readers and horse lovers will enjoy. Here’s a quick cover reveal. I started writing the book, but don’t expect to release it until sometime in February.

In the meantime, peace and wellness to all. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!