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Awesome Shiloh Walker is offering my book, Virtually His, in her Book of the Month contest at her blog. It's still open to those who are interested till end of November.
I thought I would also offer one of Shiloh's books to introduce her to some of you who've never read her. She has so many releases in paperback and e-books that it's hard to catch up with her! ;-) Anyway, for those who love futuristics/urban fantasy and want to read HUNTING THE HUNTER, just comment in today's blog for the rest of the week.
Here's the book description from Amazon:
Bounty hunter Kane Winter has spent two years looking for the mysterious woman who was there when his partner was killed. But when the hunted turns out to be a seductive vampire, Kane is consumed by a desire greater than vengeance-a hunger to possess this woman for himself.
Sounds good, doesn't it?
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It's Thanksgiving next week and I'm tempted to tempt my fate with Delta and visit family in Ohio. You know me and Atlanta airport--we have a history ;-). Sometimes it's sad to live in a podunk town with only two airlines in the International Airport. Also, Jiggle Low doesn't like it when mommy is out of town. That possessive bad puppy does mean panty raids when I'm away for a few days. Yup...nice Victoria Secret panties lost forever to puppy teething frenzy.
Do you intend to cook a turkey and entertain (NOT YOU, SQ!!!) or are you planning to visit and be entertained?
When I stay in town, I usually spend Thanksgiving with a close friend and her family. She's a marvelous cook and her sweet potato dish is to die for. For my part, I offer fried rice. Yup. Every year, I make that family Gennita's Fly Lice for Thanksgiving and Christmas, so much so that her son, who turned seventeen this year, thought EVERY family had fried rice for those occasions until he spent Thanksgiving at his girlfriend's place one year.
He told me they looked shocked when he asked, "Where's the fly lice?" Bwahahaha. I've destroyed his and his siblings' adulthood expectations forever. I still remember fondly when I gave them "monkey nuts" for Halloween one year as a "Trick." I call the Ichiban sour limes "monkey nuts," for you Asian girls who know these things ;-). I had, in my mean bad youth, chased away many eager Jehovah Witnesses who came calling at my house with "monkey nuts" offerings. I don't do that any more, of course. Really!
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