I'm posting this on behalf of my dear friend, Sharon Donovan, who as mentioned elsewhere on this blog, tragically passed away in April this year.
Sharon loved Christmas and all the legends and traditions associated with this special time of year. She would get so excited and because this amazing author was blind, she would ask me to decorate her blog for her with Christmas graphics - and this was something I loved to do.
I miss her so much and this Christmas will be so hard for her family and friends without her. However, Sharon left us all one last gift - her Christmas romantic suspense 'Kiss Of Death', published on 5th December. This is a great story, starring her wonderful hunky 'Oliver', and takes place at Christmas, in New Orleans.
To be in the draw to win a copy of this edge of the seat suspense, just leave a comment below, making sure to give your email address, and for an entry into the Grand Prize Draw, answer this question - what are the chilling words that feature in Camille Lafayette's dream? (*Hint* the answer is in the blurb in the post immediately below this one, 'Sharon's new cover unveiled', for Nov 14th) I do hope it doesn't refer to that hunky guy on the 'Secret Santa Bloghop' button!
You can purchase 'Kiss Of Death' HERE
He flashed his badge and offered a cheeky smile. “Detective Oliver Sharoné, New Orleans P.D., Homicide. Are you Camille Lafayette?”
Lulled by the patois of Cajun French in his voice, Camille just stood there, mouth agape. Now that she could clearly see him, he had the most dazzling smile she’d ever seen.
His lyrical voice was music to her ears. A rush of hormones surged through her, leaving her weak in the knees. Feeling a burning gush of desire, she forced herself to nod, running her tongue through a very dry mouth and pushing out the words. “Yes, I’m Camille Lafayette. Is there a problem, Detective?”
Thunder and lightning crashed and collided, wilder and wilder, echoing the primitive beat of her heart. Silhouetted by roiling thunderclouds, Detective Oliver Sharoné looked like a dark and dangerous warrior. Dizzy and lightheaded, feeling drunk with emotion, Camille was as highly charged as the electrical storm.
“May I come in for a moment, Ms. Lafayette? I would like to ask you a few questions in regard to a murder I’m investigating.”
Camille’s breath caught in her throat. A bolt of panic surged through her. Shaken by the impact, she stammered for words and said nothing. Her pulse fluttered wildly in the hollow of her throat. This sexy cop was about to turn her world upside down.
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Go here for a full list of all the blogs taking part: http://tabithablake.blogspot.co.uk/p/secret-santa-blog-hop.html
Have fun and good luck!