Free e-book contest

Good morning everyone. Here’s your second chance to win a digital copy of my debut book, Angel in the Shadows. The winner will chosen at random and messenged on Friday evening. Or if you prefer, you may include your email along with your comment.

Everyone had read a book at some time or another right? And as you read, you start getting a mental image of the characters. Its the same with writing.  You get a mental image of the people your writing about. As I wrote Angel in the Shadows, these are the people I visualized for Seth and Madison:

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Now, here’s my question:

In the last book you read/are reading or wrote/are writing, how did you imagine the two main characters to look?

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Please include a photo with your comment. Good luck and thanks for playing.

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GIVEAWAY, GIVEAWAY, GIVEAWAY!!!

Good morning everyone. It has been 7 months since my debut book, Angel in the Shadows, has been released! I am celebrating by giving away a free digital copy of my book every Monday of this month. For your chance to win, please stop by Facebook and comment on the question I posted.

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For any of you who would like an excerpt of my book to see if you would like it, here you go:

     He had just reached the top of the stairs when he heard a pain-filled scream followed by a heavy thump.  Seconds later he was nailed by a terror-stricken woman and not just any woman. Madison.

     He got caught her easily enough and without a second thought, he yanked her into the storage closet. She fought him like a wildcat, her fear and terror lending her a strength surprising for someone her size. Twisting and turning, she tried to slip out of his grasp.
     When that didn’t work, she did the only thing she could and sank her teeth into his hand. Her teeth were sharp and they bit clean through his leather glove, slicing into his flesh underneath. He didn’t even register the pain and ripping his hand away, he assumed she would try to scream and run.

     Surprisingly, she didn’t but she had the auditcity to try and knew in the crotch.  Women. They always have to go for the crotch. Aggravated, he pushed her knee away.

     “Don’t do that. It only make me grumpy,” he replied. “Don’t scream and don’t try to run. If you do, he might hear you and then I’ll have to kill him.” And that would be another huge mass to deal with.  God, what had he gotten himself into?

     She was determined he had to give her that. She was going to keep fighting him unless he handled this differently. Making a split decision, he flipped the switch on the wall, lighting up the room. Her eyes widened with recognition.

     “Don’t scream,” he warned, glaring at her. Too late.

     She opened her mouth to scream and made a run for the door.

     This woman was impossible.

     He grabbed her sound her waist and hauled her back, throwing her against the wall. He slapped his hand over again and let his his eyes roam over her skin. The neckline on her dress was low and in a second of pure male weakness, he let his eyes trace over her breasts as they heaved against the right, black material.

     “I told you not to scream.” he growled. “Don’t do it again. Now be quiet and I’ll let you go. Understand?”  He doubted that she believed him. He wouldn’t if he were her.

     He removed his hand slowly, ready to slap it back across her mouth should she try to scream again. She didn’t. Gasping for breath, she didn’t move as he held pinned against the wall but she glared at him with those rich-brown eyes.
     They flickered with fear before being replaced with something entirely different. Something akin to determination. She was obviously terrified he was going to kill her but perhaps  she wasn’t going to go down easily. In spite of himself, he had to admire her fighting spirit and the fact that she’d had the sense to quell the fear in her eyes.

     Silly girl. She had no idea how close to death she really was. He let his eyes trail over her once again slowly, from head to toe, pausing at her breasts before continuing downward. Standing awkwardly, she was favoring her left foot. Probably a sprained ankle from the look of it. And her right knee was a mess of blood and torn skin. That was something that would have to be taken care of later. But right now, he needed to know exactly what he hell was going on.

Here is the link to the contest:

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I hope you play. Thanks and good luck!!

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