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Sunday, March 17, 2013

Lucky in Love Blog Hop runs through March 18th

Are you Lucky in Love?  Answer this question and leave an email for a chance at a super St. Paddy's gift!
I'm sharing for a author friend who's participating in a blog hop sponsored by Carrie Ann who is excellent at coordinating these events!
How Do I Enter to Win?
Almost 300 bloggers have posts (some including giveaways) discussing those men they write about because they are in love with them! You as a reader can go to EACH blog and LEAVE a comment about your luck in love with your email address and be entered to win.  Go to Carrie Ann's Lucky in Love Blog Hop page to see a list of ALL THE BLOGS and get started. But first, leave a comment here on my blog article please, before you hop on.
What Are the Prizes?
1st Grand Prize: A $100 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
2nd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!
FREE!  No luck needed.   Load up a free copy of The Lady in the Mist, A Werewolf's Tale - The Sample  
Tyler Loflin is a Confederate soldier behind enemy lines who's dying.  Sonja Brooks is a northern widow who just lived through a life changing event.  She discovers Tyler and nurses him back to health using a strange gift.
In anticipation of the release of Waking Up Dead, The Western Werewolf Legend #2, I'm sharing an excerpt of The Lady in the Mist, The Western Werewolf Legend #1.  Enjoy!
Excerpt from The Lady in the Mist:
Thankful for quick reflexes, Ty’s reasoning shifted and he lowered his head, capturing her mouth to taste the sweetness only this woman processed.  The flavor of her was intoxicating and Ty forced the words of the old woman and the danger of his decision to the back of his mind as he ran his tongue along her teeth. A purely primal groan left his throat as Ty sank into the fire.
Sonja urgent response had him molding her body to his.  In a fevered rush, Ty worked at the intricate buttons of her dress.  She in turn showered his face with kisses all the while murmuring low inane words in his ear as she ran her hands under his shirt and up the hard expanse of his chest.  Her fingers ignited tiny flames of lust.  The need grew with each taste of her.  Her scent swam in his senses, all sultry, all woman.  He let go with the force of her passion letting her lead the way with her nails, her tongue, her teeth, which nipped at his shoulder, his neck, his lips.
When he ran his hands down the length of her bare back, he was sure she was made of satin.  Ty closed his eyes on the feeling of her exquisite flesh under his hand.  “Are you a dream?” he murmured close to her ear.
“No, Lieutenant, no dream.  I’m flesh and blood, born to love you and be loved by you.”
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