While the rest of the US is out handling the crowds, fighting for their holiday gifts, some of us like to stay in, shop online, or just ignore Black Friday all to together. This year, join us in our second annual Black Friday Blog Hop! It’s a ONE DAY hop where we’re giving away prizes, talking about books we love, and most likely  eating left over turkey. 🙂
 
The hop is November 23rd and is ONE DAY only.

And while we do that, we are EACH doing a giveaway. Yep. There will be over 200 giveaways on each blog hosted by that Author or Blogger.


But that’s not all….


We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!

 

Now what are those prizes?

 

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $75 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

Those are some fabulous prizes, right? As for my prize, one lucky commenter will get a PDF of my Dangerous Temptation Preview!

Here is a sample from chapter five:

The clearing fell silent as a man with shaggy, dirty blond hair which reached his shoulders approached with a wide, purposeful stride. His shoulders were back, head held high and chest out. Piercing green eyes zeroed in on her.

Kaitlin inhaled a sharp breath and felt as if his eyes stared through to her soul. She shifted on the balls of her feet and licked her bottom lip.

Ean’s body went rigid and a look of caution crossed his face as the man approached them.

“Evening,” The stranger greeted with a lazy drawl. His eyes never left her face. “Who is this exquisite young lady?”

To Kaitlin’s chagrin she felt her cheeks heat up.

His eyes settled on Ean’s hands on her hips.

“Why are you here?” Ean stared at the man, jaw tight and moved Kaitlin closer to his body, which caused her to brace her hands on his chest and gasp.

“Who’s this?” She pulled back.

“Cadmon Quinn, Madam.” He bowed. ”It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He grabbed her hand and brushed a kiss on the back of it.

Her eyes widened as butterflies brushed inside her stomach. “Smooth.” She slipped her hand free and rubbed it down the side of her dress to stop the tingles and shake off the electric jolt.

“She’s charming.” A corner of his mouth tilted. “Perhaps she will save me a dance?”

“She has a name.” She removed Ean’s hands from her hips and then turned to face Cadmon. “It’s Kate. Use it!” She raised her chin and planted her hands on her hips.

“Call me Cade.” He flashed an amused smile.

“What do you want?” Ean stepped between them and squared his shoulders.

“I wanted to introduce myself to your lovely cousin.” Cadmon sidestepped Ean with a smile, and then twirled his forefinger through one of her banana curls, giving it a light tug. “Interesting choice.”

Her pulse quickened.

“I won’t let you or my father put her through anything else.” Ean took Kaitlin by the elbow and stormed away.

She glanced back at Cadmon, who continued to watch her as he swaggered over to the elders and picked up a tall glass of red wine. He saluted her with the drink and then sipped it.

Kaitlin swallowed and turned around to break the eye contact. Is he a natural charmer or is it an act? She hadn’t seen him talk to anyone else. Maybe he’s the silent type?

Ean pressed a cool glass against her hand.

“What did you mean?” Her gaze locked with his as she sipped the fruity drink.

His brow rose.

“Why would they want to hurt me?” She took another sip.

“He and Father are not on friendly terms.” Ean scowled and sipped his glass.

“Why so defensive?” She placed her glass on the table and rested her hands on her hips.

Ean placed his glass down and grabbed her by the arms. “He’s dangerous and will only bring you trouble!”

Cadmon seemed harmless, but the sheer magnetism of the man told her otherwise. What interest would he have in a girl like her? Maybe he’s one of those rich playboys? She frowned.

“Hungry?” His fingers relaxed around her arms.
“I’m going to take a walk.” The thought of food made her stomach queasy.

“Stay on the path, Katie.” He frowned.

“Want some company?”

“I need to clear my head.” She walked along the small dirt path that led over to the river. Inhaling the damp air she sat, and tucked her dress beneath her.

She closed her eyes and allowed her fingers to glide through the cool liquid, wishing she could peel off her dress and swim.

Her eyes opened and she frowned at her reflection. Laneca would give me a serious earful if she saw how heavy the bags are under my eyes.

“You shouldn’t be here alone.” Cadmon held out a plate of food.

“I shouldn’t be here at all.” She stared at the food and then looked away.

“You need to eat.” He passed her the plate and a glass of wine.

“Why are you so interested in me?” She sat the drink and plate on the grass.

“Eat.” He sat beside her with one leg stretched out and the other knee bent, with an arm resting on his bent knee.

“I’m not – ” her stomach rumbled and she closed her mouth, cheeks stained.

“When is the last time you let someone look after you?” He picked up his plate and bit into his meat.

She twirled the meat kabob with her fingers.

“Why so quiet?” He sipped his drink and raised a brow.

She bit into her meat and closed her eyes as the combined juices of the roasted boar, a hint of ginger and oregano danced over her tongue. She hadn’t realized how hungry she was until she stared at her empty plate.

He chuckled.

She stared at the trees and wondered how the eagle nest back home was. The eggs should hatch any day. One more thing to add to the growing list of things she’d miss.

“How about that dance?” He stood up and held out his hand.

After a moment she placed her hand in his.

He pulled her to her feet and into his arms and then spun her around.

“Why so interested?”

“Are you always this suspicious?” He swayed their bodies to the music and kept one arm around her waist as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

She’d never been held so close while dancing before. It felt good to be held again, even by a stranger. She closed her eyes. Something felt familiar about him, as if she’d met him before. But she knew she’d never seen him till tonight. How odd…

Inhaling she tried to figure him out. Maybe he was looking for a young debutante to hang off his arm. She scowled. It might explain why he’d chosen her to talk to out of all the more sophisticated women in attendance. Or maybe it was because she was Ean’s cousin?

“You always this evasive? She gazed into his eyes. They were the most unusual green she’d ever seen, yet seemed to suit him.

He spun her away from him and then pulled her back to him and dipped her as the song’s tempo increased.

Her heart rate sped up and she clung to him. Okay, that’s definitely a first. She’d seen that move in some of the old movies, but had never experienced it until tonight.

“Kaitlin!” Her uncle’s voice caused heat to crash on her face as he righted her.

“Hello, Nigel.” Cadmon kept his arm around her waist, with her pressed tight against his side.

I hope you enjoyed the excerpt.
You can find the first five chapters by clicking this: link
Don’t forget to visit the rest of the stops on the hop by clicking:  This link.
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About kittyb78

Catrina Barton is a licensed Kung-Fu Instructor of the Black Dragon style, and draws on that experience to make her fight scenes both realistic and action packed. She enjoys being surrounded by the stark beauty of mother nature. Whether it's a moon-lit starry sky, or a picnic by a peaceful waterfall cascading from the mountain side. Growing up no matter where she was physically, she always had at least one book in her hands and spent every free moment lost in a book. It's only natural that as she grew up, her passion for reading grew into an even stronger passion for writing, especially Young Adult Paranormal Romances. She is a proud member of many writing and marketing groups, and an active participant at Critique Circle and several other crit groups. Favorite personal quote: "An author cannot grow without both constructive criticism and encouragement."

8 responses »

  1. JanD says:

    I’m ignoring Black Friday.
    bituin76 at hotmail dot com

  2. Veronika says:

    We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving here I live, so no Black Friday for me either. But it must be fun to go shopping 🙂

    verusbognar (at) gmail (dot) com

  3. Lisa Rayns says:

    Thanks for the giveaway! I’m not a black Friday shopper. lisarayns at gmail dot com

    • kittyb78 says:

      Hello Lisa,
      neither am I. I always shop the week ahead to ensure we don’t have to go out at all that weekend.
      Thanks for stopping by, and leaving a comment.
      Enjoy the hop. 🙂

  4. Beckey says:

    I wait until cyber monday ( and do some holiday shopping online)

    BeckeyWhiteATgmailDOTcom

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