How I envision Brooke Culpepper as a little girl. Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
We had some lovely excerpts last week. It always amazes me how such a short snippet can intrigue!
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Five lines of your current work in progress, new release, soon-to-be-released…whatever. (Do keep it as close to five sentences as you can.)
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PG please. (I don’t have a warning on my blog about content, so it has to be appropriate for all viewers. I will delete comments that aren’t appropriate or offensive to some audiences. Sorry.)
I’m offering another tidbit from Wagers Gone Awry-Conundrums of the Misses Culpepper Coming March 2015.
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Heath bolted upright, pain and memories simultaneously assaulting him. He stumbled to his feet, his head throbbing with a crusader’s vengeance.
“In here.” A hoarse croak emerged. He cleared his throat. “I’m in here. Inside the pigeon cote.”
Dovecote courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
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Blond Mustache squeezed around her so he could stand at the keyboard player’s side. “What’s going on?”
“Your buddy’s trying to kidnap my woman,” Bill said.
Blond Mustache quirked an equally bushy blond eyebrow.
“She’s mine,” the keyboardist growled. “Right, Lucy?”
Lucy nodded.
“You can have me instead,” a tattooed woman offered.
The keyboardist ignored her.
AND JERICHO BURNED http://tinyurl.com/ml9wzc4
(Thank for the opportunity, Collette!)
Love it!
You’re welcome, MJ.
Oh, what fun. I love Fridays. This is from Lady of the Flames, up for pre-order now for only 99 cents. http://www.amazon.com/Lady-Flames-Most-Peculiar-Season-ebook/dp/B00T0JAWLO/
“Don’t be a fool, Andromeda,” Fen said, relenting a little. “We’re not going to do anything we shouldn’t.”
She narrowed her eyes. “No, we most certainly are not.”
“Then what’s bothering you?”
“I won’t be able to sleep at all if you’re naked!”
He burst out laughing. Was that all?
“It’s not proper,” she shouted, crimson with rage. The fire crackled, sounding as angry as she. “It’s not right!”
Ha, I bet she won’t be sleeping.
HE doesn’t seem to think so anyway.
From DANGEROUS WORKS Available for Kindle March 18
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Ah. No tower. The niece is imprisoned in a—Good Lord!
“You are taking me to a convent?” he gasped.
“Of course.”
“I must have been ‘much the worse for drink’ indeed, if I agreed to that.”
“You did agree. You gave me your word,” she insisted.
Now he’s in for it!
From BALLAD BEAUTY,a western historical romance:
Snake Burton wasn’t coming. He hadn’t bothered to show up—drunk or sober. Why would any gentleman let a lady wait at the appointed place, horse and supplies in hand, only to be humiliated in front of most of the population of Apple Blossom?
She knew the answer. Snake Burton was no gentleman.
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What a name, Lauren. I’m dying to know why he didn’t show up.