Showing posts with label Summertime eReader Giveaway. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Summertime eReader Giveaway: KERRY ADRIENNE




More than 20 authors will be sharing their best and worst pick-up lines during this EPIC eReader Giveaway! Win dozens of prizes, including swag packs, print or eBooks, gift cards, tote, posters, themed prizes, etc...and of course, a grand prize of four (4) eReaders!

Participating Authors:

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KERRY ADRIENNE
I’m a major Green Day fan and anyone who knows me will roll his or her eyes when the topic comes up in conversation. So, when Green Day’s album, American Idiot, was turned into a Broadway play, I had to go to New York to see it. Several times.

First, I took my kids to see the show soon after it opened. One sat with her eyes covered the whole time—I think I scarred her for life. The second time I went, I went alone. I’ve won a couple contests on Green Day’s fan site, and I won front row seats to see the show, so I was super excited. Billie Joe was performing in the role of St. Jimmy and John Gallagher was in the role of Jimmy. Sweet, right?

Things were busy around my house and it was hard to get away, so I concocted a really crazy plan. I decided I would fly up to NYC the day of the show, spend the night in the airport, and fly home early the next morning. Sounds foolproof, right? 

The show was so amazing. One of the best times of my life! I met another fan who’d won tickets and we’d really enjoyed the front row seats. She didn’t roll her eyes when I talked Green Day. After the show was over, I knew I had to hurry to Newark Airport because they won’t allow you to stay if you get there after eleven—and I had to take the subway, the LIRR, and the air train to get there. I knew the St. James theater’s nearby subway station so I marched straight for it, happy as could be.

I took the train to Penn Station then headed to buy LIRR tickets. Along the way, a cop stopped me and asked how I was doing. Did I mention how happy I was? He probably thought I was drunk or something. We talked a minute and I told him that I was in NYC alone and that I’d come for a show, and that I was spending the night at Newark Airport. (in hindsight…dumb of me)

He smiled and said, “I’m about to get off duty, why don’t you come to my apartment for the night? I’ll protect you.”

EEK! I stood there speechless (not a common occurrence for me to not have things to say), then thanked him and declined and DASHED out of there. I don’t know if you remember, but this is around the same time the cop was accused of picking up women and then cooking and eating them. So, yeah. While this was NOT the same cop, it certainly put a spin on my perspective.

Anyway, I made it to Newark, slept a little while on a luggage cart, and talked to a group of people heading to Nashville for a convention. But I learned not to tell strangers (even cops) about being alone in the city. I went back up three more times to see American Idiot. I love that show!

Come Undone: Romance Stories Inspired by the Music of Duran Duran
Once upon a time in the 80s there was a band, whose members stole the hearts of many a young girl. With their guyliner, unique fashion and music that struck through the heart, Duran Duran changed how we hear and see music. Today nine hot romance authors bring you stories inspired by their music. 

Before the Rain by Kerry Adrienne  
(my story in the collection):
 
The war is over, but the rain continues, day and night. The rebel faction, Verity, enlists Maddox to safely guide assassin Allana, out of the city. No problem. He’ll escort her, get paid, and return to his life. But the more he learns about the mysterious and beautiful assassin, the more she intrigues him. With the world falling apart around them, they must decide if they can trust each other despite the deceptions they face. If they can’t, they’ll die. 


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About Kerry Adrienne
Kerry loves history and spends large amounts of time wondering about people who lived and walked on Earth in the past. She’s a mom to three daughters, six cats, and various small animals, including a panther chameleon. In addition to writing, she’s a college instructor, artist, costumer, and editor. Her new love is her Mini Cooper Convertible, Sheldon, and they have already gone on many adventures.



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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Summertime eReader Giveaway: Lisa Nicholas





Missed connections and might-have-beens are great romance novel fodder. Summer romances and flings? Even better! Let me tell you about one of the best pick-up lines I have ever had the good fortune to receive.

The summer of 1995 was a scorcher. Temperatures in the mid-to-upper 90s and high humidity. So, naturally, I elected to spend the hottest two weeks of it at a campground in Pennsylvania, wearing layers of medieval garb.

Every August, the Society for Creative Anachronism (SCA), a medieval recreation group, hosts a mock tournament and war called the Pennsic War. 1995 was the first, and alas only, year I was able to attend. In addition to battles and all other things medieval and military, there are medieval arts and crafts (my favorites were music and dance) and lots of partying.

The year I was there, there were also—and this is the important part—two swimming areas. One was designated the family swimming hole, the other, the classic swimming hole. I’m not sure why it was a classic, but I do know this: it was clothing-optional.

Did I mention it was hot that year? And that I was in layers of heavy cotton and linen? Being young and impetuous, when my friends said they were going swimming at the classic swimming hole, I decided to go along. It took all my courage to shuck my skirt and my bodice and my chemise and my underwear and go wading into the water. Which felt, by the way, like absolute heaven.

So there I was, in water up to my shoulders, when up walks (swims?) an absolutely gorgeous man. Green eyes, curly brown hair, nice smile. We started chatting (okay, I was flirting), and he suddenly says, “You have the most amazing blue eyes.”

As is my usual MO when someone I’m flirting with starts flirting back, I panicked. To this day I don’t know how I managed to keep from ducking under the water and running away.

He said his name was Taran, and he was from (alas again) Seattle. We promised to meet up later that night for dancing at the barn. As he was leaving, one of my friends leaned over and said, “You’re standing naked in front of him, and he compliments your eyes. Now that’s a gentleman!”

Even better, when we found each other at dancing that night, the first thing he blurted was, “You look different with your clothes on!” (And he was, to my delight, a fantastic dance partner.)

Well, with him in Seattle and me in Michigan, it could never be anything more than a Pennsic flirtation. We promised to email, but neither of us really did. That was twenty years ago now (!), and I’ve never forgotten him. In these days of Facebook, you’d think I’d try to look him up, but for one thing: SCA members commonly have a medieval name they go by rather than their modern real names. I never learned Taran’s real name, and he never learned mine. My own real-life missed connection.

In my upcoming book, As Lost As I Get, itinerant doctor Zoe Rodriguez and CIA operative Lee Wheeler have a very different sort of missed connection. They meet when he’s sent in to rescue her from kidnappers in Mexico, and there’s no time for romance. After spending two years apart thinking of each other, they get a second chance in a remote corner of Colombia. Of course, second chances are never simple, especially not when both of them have jobs that put them in the center of danger.

Despite the danger, they find the time to reconnect. And thanks to the heat, they manage to find time for a little skinny-dipping of their own.

I had a blast writing their story—I hope you’ll enjoy it. And Taran: if you’re out there reading this, Facebook me!

Lisa Nicholas is the author of The Farther I Fall and As Lost As I Get. If she’s not writing, she’s feeding her story addiction any way she can: raiding Netflix, pillaging her local bookstore and library, and (most recently) tearing her way through the comics archive at Marvel.


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Barclay Publicity’s Summertime eReader Giveaway!

More than 20 authors will be sharing their best and worst pick-up lines during this EPIC eReader Giveaway! Win dozens of prizes, including swag packs, print or eBooks, gift cards, tote, posters, themed prizes, etc...and of course, a grand prize of four (4) eReaders! 

Win one of four (4) eReaders including:

Two 7” Kindle Fire Tablets

One Kindle Paperwhite

One Kindle Touchscreen

+ tons of runner-up prizes



Participating Authors:
7/27   Patty Blount
          Sarah Castille
7/28   Lia Davis
          Lisa Nicholas
7/29   Jodi Linton
          Michelle Madow
          Jane Peden
          Kristi Hancock
         Caroline Lee
8/3    Veronica Forand
         Samantha Ann King
8/4    Kerry Adrienne
         Lizzy Ford
8/5    Suzie T. Roos
         Sharon Hamilton
8/6    Linda Bond
         Heather Long
         Alyssa Richards
8/7    Michelle Sharp
         Kristine Bria



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