Sunday, November 02, 2014

Spooktacular Blog Hop Day 3 - Spooky Sojourn

It's the final day of our Spooktacular Blog Hop and as promised, I have another fresh excerpt. Don't forget to enter my contest and check out my new excerpt. All the other authors have contests and great excerpts too so please visit my colleagues.




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Title: Spooky Sojourn


Series Name (If applicable) N/A


Publisher: Totally Bound


Genre: Contemporary Erotic male-female contemporary paranormal romance


Book Length: 50,000 words


 


Blurb:


Someone’s trying to kill Deanna, but is it the ghosts she doesn’t believe in, the rich socialite who might be a murderess, or someone else with a beef against The Gilroy Hotel and Resort that Deanna has just been hired to manage?  The Gilroy’s owners want the ghosts, or whoever is causing the trouble at the hotel eliminated, and they are pressuring Deanna to do the job as quickly as possible. Harry DeVeaux, paranormal investigator comes highly recommended to do the job and against Deanna’s better judgment, she hires him.


 


Although Deanna thinks Harry’s crazy for believing in ghosts and Harry thinks Deanna has a closed mind to the possibilities of ghosts and they highly annoy each other, sparks fly. Deanna can’t help but fantasize about Harry and inspired by a romance convention visiting her hotel, writes her fantasies in a private blog that Harry finds, hacks, and reads. Ooh la la!


 


Excerpt:


Wow!


Deanna reread her fantasy, barely able to believe she’d penned it, wondering if she should delete it. Did she really want to make out with Harry, a perfect stranger, on a public beach? Did she really want her words on the Internet, even in a supposedly private blog under a make-believe name?


Well, it was confidential, right? As long as she didn’t give anybody the web address or password or tell them about it, it would remain secret.


Enough fantasizing! She had to get back to work. Dragging the files out, she familiarized herself with the ghost sightings as well as Lynette’s and Grant’s history. By the time she finished, she knew how they’d died and the theories about their suicides-slash-murders. She also knew that everybody was afraid to point fingers at the now very influential and powerful Roxanne Cambridge-Anderson. Could Roxanne be behind the haunting [FB1] nonsense? Did she want the hotel shut down? But that made no sense. The rumors portrayed Roxanne as a murderess. It wouldn’t be in her best interest to keep their legend alive.


Deanna’s temples began to ache the harder she thought about everything, so she decided to go to sleep. Hopefully she’d awake if any hijinks took place in the bowling alley.


About three a.m., deafening booms awoke her. Light brightened lane fourteen and all but one pin lay scattered on the wooden floor.


Groggy, Deanna tried to gather her senses. She looked around then, to her horror, she saw an iridescent figure of a man on lane fourteen picking up a glowing ball. Collecting her presence of mind, she grabbed her webcam, pointed it at the ghostly shape and turned it on. Shaking, she tried to hold her computer steady. Not believing what she was seeing, she knew there had to be a rational explanation. Perhaps some machine was projecting the image onto the lanes. Perhaps a real person stood in front of her in glowing phosphorescent powder.


Whatever or whoever it was, picked up the ball, and knocked down the spare pin. Then the ‘apparition’ bowled three strikes in a row.


Unexpectedly, he turned and glared at her, fire shooting from his eyes. Pins flew from all the lanes at her. Her heart racing, she ducked under the score table.


 


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Author Bio:


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Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, cats, and playing on the computer.


 


She's often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.


 


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Saturday, November 01, 2014

Spooktacular Blog Hop Day 2 - Spooky Sojourn

The Spooktacular Blog Hop Continues through tomorrow and I have a fresh excerpt for your reading pleasure as I will tomorrow. You also have another chance to enter my contest so be sure to enter. As always, please visit my fellow authors and read their awesome excerpts.




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Title: Spooky Sojourn


Publisher: Totally Bound


Genre: Contemporary Erotic male-female contemporary paranormal romance


Book Length: 50,000 words


 


Blurb:


Someone’s trying to kill Deanna, but is it the ghosts she doesn’t believe in, the rich socialite who might be a murderess, or someone else with a beef against The Gilroy Hotel and Resort that Deanna has just been hired to manage?  The Gilroy’s owners want the ghosts, or whoever is causing the trouble at the hotel eliminated, and they are pressuring Deanna to do the job as quickly as possible. Harry DeVeaux, paranormal investigator comes highly recommended to do the job and against Deanna’s better judgment, she hires him.


 


Although Deanna thinks Harry’s crazy for believing in ghosts and Harry thinks Deanna has a closed mind to the possibilities of ghosts and they highly annoy each other, sparks fly. Deanna can’t help but fantasize about Harry and inspired by a romance convention visiting her hotel, writes her fantasies in a private blog that Harry finds, hacks, and reads. Ooh la la!


 


Excerpt:


Breathlessly, Tabitha said[FB1] , “There’s freaky activity in the bowling alley again. Pins started falling in front of the guests. Worse, they flew out and started flying straight at them, like they were going to attack them.”


Damn. Like they’d done with me. “Is anybody hurt? The pins didn’t strike anyone, did they?”


“I don’t think so but the guests are hysterical. They ran out of the bowling alley screaming bloody murder. Other guests rushed in to see what the commotion was about and witnessed it too. Our workers George and Joel refuse to go [FB2] anywhere near the lanes. They’re threatening to quit. Several guests are checking out and demanding their money back for their stay. Should I comp them a night’s stay, or what?”


Hating to comp rooms, she didn’t see any way around it. If inanimate objects started chasing her, threatening to bash in her skull, scaring the living daylights out of her, she’d demand her money back too. “Comp them a night’s stay and apologize profusely.”


“Yes, boss. Will do.” Tabitha sounded less than sure despite her words.


“Tell the lane [FB3] attendants I’ll be right there and for them not to leave.” Groaning, Deanna tugged the bow on her kitty cat pajama bottoms loose, preparing to kick them off. She signed off, undressed, jumped into her uniform and tied her hair up in a high pony tail. Almost ready to go, she slipped on her shoes before calling Harry.


“I need you.” She’d meant to say, ‘I need your help’, but the Freudian slip had gotten the better of her. “Can you join me at the bowling alley right away? Pins are flying around, following people again. At least they were until they scared everybody out.”


“I’m on my way.” Glee and excitement tinged Harry’s voice.


Those weren’t exactly the emotions overcoming her at the moment. Apprehension, worry and even some anger that somebody would dare endanger her guests and her staff, strafed her. “Did you set up your surveillance cams like you were planning?”


“Of course. We should have some good footage to view. I almost forgot to tell you that we captured some video of knives flying about the kitchen last night too.”


Annoyed, pushing her hair errant behind her ear, she asked, “When were you planning to tell me?”


 


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Author Bio:


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Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.


 


She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.


 


How you can contact Ashley:














 


 

Friday, October 31, 2014

Spooktacular Blog Hop - Spooky Sojourn


Happy Halloween!



Do I have a treat for you! My m/f erotic paranormal Spooky Sojourn plus an entire blog hop full of great books for your reading enjoyment. Be sure to check out all the blog tour stops.


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Title: Spooky Sojourn

Series Name (If applicable) N/A

Publisher: Totally Bound

Genre: Contemporary Erotic male-female contemporary paranormal romance

Book Length: 50,000 words

 

Blurb:

Someone’s trying to kill Deanna, but is it the ghosts she doesn’t believe in, the rich socialite who might be a murderess, or someone else with a beef against The Gilroy Hotel and Resort that Deanna has just been hired to manage?  The Gilroy’s owners want the ghosts, or whoever is causing the trouble at the hotel eliminated, and they are pressuring Deanna to do the job as quickly as possible. Harry DeVeaux, paranormal investigator comes highly recommended to do the job and against Deanna’s better judgment, she hires him.

 

Although Deanna thinks Harry’s crazy for believing in ghosts and Harry thinks Deanna has a closed mind to the possibilities of ghosts and they highly annoy each other, sparks fly. Deanna can’t help but fantasize about Harry and inspired by a romance convention visiting her hotel, writes her fantasies in a private blog that Harry finds, hacks, and reads. Ooh la la!

 

Excerpt:

Drawing in a long, shuddering breath, he look heavenwards and crossed his fingers behind his back hoping she wouldn’t throw something at him, hoping she’d be okay with his admission. “I found your blog and read it.”

Paling, the blood fled from her flesh and her eyes looked like sooty coals against her face. Her gaze clashed with his and held. “How did you find it? I used a pseudonym and I put it on privacy settings.”

He screwed up his lips, and scrubbed his hand over his face, preparing to tell more painful truths. “I’m a bit of a hacker and I like to research the people I’m working with.” Not sure she’d be receptive to his theory, he left out the part that he thought the ghosts led him to her sight. He thought they were closet romantics. He wouldn’t be surprised if they’d locked them into the room now to force them into some alone time together.

When a tsunami of emotions flitted across her face he tried to read them. Fury. Embarrassment. Lust?

“You investigated me? You read my private musings?”

“You wrote about me? In some very intimate ways. At least I presume it was me since you used my name.” He fixed her with a piercing gaze. “Did you?”

A pregnant pause rent the air as she veiled her eyes from his view. Finally, she smoothed her skirt against her legs and admitted, “Yes. I have very mixed feelings about you. You make me crazy the way we argue, the way you believe in ghosts, and yet I find myself thinking about you, fantasizing about you.”

Taking heart in the last part even if he wasn’t sure he liked the first, he said with a lopsided grin, “You fantasize about me much?”

As if she suddenly got bold, she sidled up to him with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and ran the tip of her finger down his chest. “Aren’t my blogs proof? The question is, do you fantasize about me?”

 

Buy links:


 

Author Bio:

Ashley Ladd bio.jpg

 

Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

 

She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.

 

How you can contact Ashley:







 


 

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