Happy Friday and welcome to my LAST week for this contest –
Guess the fragment, and enter to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card!!!
Below you will find three different books, by three different authors, and beneath each, you will find three different short excerpts. Only one excerpt is from the listed book. Using the form at the bottom of the post, enter your guesses as to which excerpt is correct for each book. Once a month, I will draw a name from all those who attempt a guess on this game, AND on my Facebook SpotaLie game (check it out here: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorAliciaDean/) The winner will receive a $25 Amazon gift card. (Final Winner to be drawn Monday, May 1st – Good luck!)
Each week, the first person to guess all 3 correctly receives an additional entry. (TIP: Click on each link and read the blurbs for a better chance at guessing correctly) – Remember, you get an entry just for guessing!
In addition to filling out the contact form, we’d also love it if you would comment, whether it is about your guesses, the books, the authors, etc.
NOTE – This is the last Friday Fragement spot. There will be one more SpotaLie spot on my Facebook page this Sunday, and I will draw my final winner on Monday, May 1st —– Beginning in May, rather than these two regular postings, I will have random games and give various prizes, rather than one monthly prize. Sometimes it will be a 5 or 10 dollar gift card, sometimes other items. This way, more participants have a chance of winning. Thank you to all the authors and readers who have played along with these fun games. Check my Alicia Dean Friends and Fan Club group for info and the new games.
Terms and Conditions: No purchase necessary to win. There is no limit on how many times one entrant can win. You do not have to guess correctly to be entered in the monthly drawing.
*** This game runs from the day it’s posted through Sunday, April 30th at midnight, so feel free to send your guesses in and comment any time.
Book Title Catch Me If I Fall (The Kim Brothers Book 1) by Kay Blake
Find Kay Here: http://www.twitter.com/authorkayblake
We were quiet as we made it back to the elevator. I wiped a tear from my face which he saw but didn’t remark. Once he reached it, he leaned against the wall. “You did great today. Thanks so much for helping out today,” he said. “Thanks. Uh, it was a bit difficult, but overall it was nice.” “I could tell it was a bit hard. You confirmed it once you wiped that tear from your face,” “Yeah sorry about that.” “Don’t apologize for it. We’re human. We all have emotions and we are all allowed to express them.”
He cleared his throat. It pulled me away from studying him. His blue eyes were questioning. The small space that separated us suddenly felt oppressive. If I had it my way I would say my goodbyes to Sam and head back to sunny California, without laying out any skeletons. As I stood in front of him, I knew he wouldn’t allow that. It wasn’t Liam’s style. His gaze told me he understood what couldn’t be said. Not here. Not now. But soon. His fingers closed around my elbow, and a jolt of hot, potent electricity shot up my arm.
Taking a few sips of my latte, I looked around. Bingo, there he was. My inspiration for the day. He had an intense look on his face, which was odd since it appeared that he was only skimming through the pages of a book. His skin was olive and his strong jaw gave me visions of him whispering commands that I would be all too keen on obeying. Picking up my pencil, I opened to a clean page in my book and started sketching his face. I noticed the light stubble on his chin.
The Lady of the Forest by Barbara Bettis
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[She] turned to [him], uncertainty a sharp claw in her stomach. His fierce glare stopped her. For an instant she stood transfixed by his glower; an odd warmth joined the uncertainty prickling beneath her skin. He nodded. Then Sam’l and Oscar each grabbed an arm to help him. Good Lord, his large body filled the small space. How had she ever had the nerve to leap onto his back and wrestle him from his horse? A flash of self-preservation made her raise her chin. It was his own fault for having such wide shoulders. They made a perfect landing spot.
There you are,” his voice boomed. “Let me see my bride!” He reached in,… lifted her to the ground. He frowned. He squeezed her waist. He growled. His big hands shoved to her hips… “What’s this? Your brother promised me a plain and sturdy bride. Not some frail beauty.” He stepped back to look her up and down… “I expected a woman with some flesh to her. By God, you’d best be breeding in a fortnight, or I’ll send you back. Wait.” His wild gray brows lifted. “You are Lady Emelin, aren’t you? Sir Humphrey, did you bring the right female?”
He must cure [her] of her youthful hero worship, for her own good. He scrubbed a palm against his aching chest. There would never be another woman for him. Ever. Especially one whose smiles could light up a man’s heart. If only he possessed one.
Without Mercy by Alicia Dean
Ivy tapped her foot as she waited. What had she been thinking? Where she came up with that line, she had no idea. It had just occurred to her out of the blue. The likelihood of Grant Crawford being enticed by such a sentiment was doubtful. He was a practical, down to Earth man with no time for love, let alone flights of fancy.
That’s why her chin almost hit the ground when Grant Crawford came through the door from the restaurant into the foyer. If she thought he looked good from the clouds, oh my. He wore black slacks and a dove gray shirt and black tie without a jacket. His eyes were even darker brown up close. Her stomach quivered, and her fingers went numb.
China’s fingers could barely function as she punched in Miles’ number. Before she completed the digits, the phone shrilled in her hand. She jumped and almost dropped it.
The caller ID showed her home number. Dear God. Who was at her house?
She jammed the answer button with her thumb. “Hello?”
“Who is this?”
“You do not know me.” The voice was deep, heavily accented. Austrian? German? Swedish? “Emma is here with me. You must please come home now.”
“I googled the island before I came. I read that a large number of people are killed or go missing from here. Is that true?”
He shrugged and glanced at her in the mirror again. “Not really. Just rumors that circulate because so many people who visit our island decide to stay. They never go back home.”
“But wouldn’t their families know that? They wouldn’t be missing then. And it seems to me the island would become overpopulated very quickly.”
Another shrug. “You know how rumors go. Urban legends and the like.”
His explanation was less than satisfactory. Too vague. Something in his tone made her feel he wasn’t being completely honest. I guess that makes two of us.
The correct answers from last week: (No one guessed correctly, I’m afraid. :()
Book 1 – B
Book 2 – C
Book 3 – A