Finding Stardust

I was beginning to think there were no more heroes left in this world ...

Then I met Brax and thought, now here's a beautiful, strong hero prototype: firm-set jaw patterned with golden brown scruff, ruggedly tousled hair, eyes like deep blue pools. Sigh. He had it going on all right.

But, oh, so gruff. Irascible. And mysterious, too.

Did I mention that I'm a romance novelist with writer's block (and a family secret I'm trying to forget)? And that if I don't find a hero soon, my career will imp...