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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Crystal Stewart

Congrats!! Please email me at Alicia@AliciaDean.com and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was Death Offerings)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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He shoved her against the wall. She grunted with pain, looking up into his livid face, into his crazed eyes. This man had been in prison. True fear took hold, and her heart dropped to her stomach.  In a dark alley, the bastard could do whatever he wanted. No one would know. She drew in a breath to scream, but he clamped a calloused hand over her mouth.

“You ain’t callin’ for help, and you ain’t goin’ nowhere ’til I get some answers.”

Against the pressure of his hand, her  demands to be released were muffled. She shoved on his chest, but he didn’t budge. She couldn’t very well give him answers while he was impairing her ability to speak.

“Turn her loose.” The low, controlled voice  came from her left. She almost wept with relief.

Jake.

Donny Ray cut his eyes to the side, then back to Julia. “Ain’t none of your concern, Sheriff. Me and her was just having a little chat.”

He loosened his hold enough that Julia could turn her head. The rough brick wall ground against her skull. Jake stood a few feet away. The streetlight behind him illuminated his silhouette like an angel of mercy. He stood with a hand on one hip—the hip where his gun rested.

He tipped his hat back off his forehead. “She doesn’t look like she wants to chat, so I’m thinking you should probably turn her loose.”

“And if I don’t, what you gonna do about it?”

Jake’s shoulders lifted in a laconic shrug. “Don’t think you want to find out.”

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Starr Moore

Congrats!! Please email me at Alicia@AliciaDean.com and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was Ruined)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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I gripped the phone and squeezed my eyes shut. Although I realized there was something I should say that would make him give a clue to his identity, something I could share with the police, my mind wouldn’t work properly. Nothing clever came to me.

My mouth felt stiff when I made myself speak. “You did this… you killed her so I’d keep writing the articles?”

“We have a connection. I know you feel it too.”

“I don’t even know you. If you’re really the one doing this, please just stop.”

A low chuckle rumbled over the line. “Stop? I did stop, but my life wasn’t complete. Something has been missing. Now, you’ve given me a new purpose. I’d gotten bored with the girls… the same old routine, blah, blah blah. You made it fun again.”

“You killed her because of me? For me?”

“When I read your articles, something sparked.” He paused, and when he continued, I detected emotion in his voice. “I can’t explain it, but…” He sighed. “Forget it. I don’t want to get all gushy. You get me. I know you do. Did your detective friend tell you about the penny?”

“Penny?”

“Your pennies from heaven story inspired me. I left a penny in the girl’s hand, along with one of her teeth.”

Bile, thick and overpowering, clogged my throat. I swallowed hard and whispered, “One of her teeth?”

“Yeah. With a little coaxing, I got her talking. Telling me about her life. She lost her first tooth in ’03 when she was six. I found a penny dated 2003 and put it in her hand with the tooth. I bet the cops don’t want that released. There you go. A human interest touch for your article.” He sounded proud, like he’d just solved world hunger.

My body went cold. My mind whirled with warring thoughts… find out something useful… hang up… keep him talking…. But the will to contain the screaming inside my head was all I could manage.

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Alison Henderson

Congrats!! Please email me at Alicia@AliciaDean.com and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was Heart of the Witch)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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He was here, at Oscar’s. The man with the thousand-watt smile and heavenly eyes. But tonight, rather than the clothing of a dock worker, he wore a smart gray suit with a black bow tie. His hat was gone, and his golden hair gleamed with threads of sunlight. What was he doing here? She inwardly snorted. Silly question. He was doing exactly what the other men were doing here. Looking for a good time. Her pulse sped up when he and Oscar headed toward her.

“Eliza, I’d like you to meet someone. Vincent Taggart, Eliza Gilbert.”

Eliza inclined her head. She didn’t reveal that she’d already met him. She wasn’t sure why, but it didn’t seem prudent. “How do you do.”

Mr. Taggart grinned like they shared a secret. “Very well, thank you.”

“Mr. Taggart will be your…date for the evening. You are to accompany him to the silver room.”

Eliza’s mouth went dry, and she tried to swallow, but couldn’t. This man had purchased an evening with her? Horsefeathers. Now he knew she was a…

Shame heated the skin on her face until she thought she would burst into flames. But there was nothing to do, no escape. She sucked in a deep breath and steeled herself for the humiliation. It was, after all, part of the deal in her line of work.

Oscar had made her go to dinner earlier this evening with a bloke who accosted her, right out on the street, but it hadn’t gone further than repulsive pawing while he had her pinned against his motorcar. The memory of his sweaty hands and moist mouth on hers brought nausea to her throat. Since the time with Killman, she hadn’t been required to sexually pleasure any other guests. But it appeared her luck had run out.

He studied her with intense blue eyes. The dimple on the right side of his firm mouth creased with a smile. For the first time, she noticed a scar on his slightly crooked nose. The man was a ruffian, so why did he make her pulse race?

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Jannine Gallant

Congrats!! Please email me at Alicia@AliciaDean.com and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was Haunting at Spook Light Inn)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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God. What was wrong with him? He hadn’t been attracted to a woman since Annie. Damn sure not like this. He wished he hadn’t had those drinks this morning. Could she smell it on him? He reached into his shirt pocket, searching for a breath mint but coming up empty. Damn.

She was back in a few moments, but it seemed like hours. “I’m sorry. We don’t have the eighteen-ounce size in Lavender Dream right now. I’ll make some more later in the week if you want to come back.”

He’d asked for Lavender Dream? How manly. No wonder she’d given him an odd look.

He nodded. “I’ll be back. Later in the week.”

She returned his nod but didn’t speak. Her eyes were veiled, as if they held deep secrets. Nick wanted nothing more than to unlock those secrets. And not just whatever information she had about the Tin Man. He wanted to know everything about her. Hell, he just wanted to keep listening to her voice. Wanted to watch her face as she spoke. Inhale her fragrance. She smelled faintly of the smoky outdoors, like a campfire in the winter. She was warm yet cool. She was utterly fascinating.

He blinked rapidly, as if coming out of a trance. Guilt slammed into him with the force of a tidal wave. In the five years since Annie’s death he’d barely looked at another woman, and now he was lusting after a complete stranger? Muttering something in the way of a thank-you, he turned and groped for the front door. He stumbled outside of the shop, not able to breathe freely until he was standing in the fresh air.

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Cindi Knowles

Congrats!! Please email me at Alicia@AliciaDean.com and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was End of Lonely Street)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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“So you think someone killed her?”

“I don’t know. The thought makes my skin crawl. This is a small town. Everyone knows each other. Eleanor wasn’t exactly well loved. And, her family history caused some hard feelings around here, but I don’t know anyone who hated her. Leastwise not enough to want her dead.”

Was Jean right? Had the woman been murdered? Surely if that were true, there would have been evidence pointing to foul play. “Well, either way, accident, murder, or suicide, it’s very sad.”

“Yes. And poor Mr. Rush. He’s beside himself.”

“Mr. Rush? He knew her too?” Was she his girlfriend? Not his wife, their last names were different. But then, not all women took their husband’s names…

“Knew her? Well, I’ll say. She was his sister.”

“Oh no…his sister. He must be heartbroken.” Maybe that explained his irritable mood. I felt bad about my spiteful thoughts. The guy had lost his sister six months ago. No wonder he wasn’t exactly Mr. Sunshine.

“Yeah, he sure is. All the family he had. And our maintenance man, Holt, was her husband. The two of them ran the inn together, until Eleanor died.”

“I’m sorry. What a tragedy.”

Jean glanced around then leaned in as if to whisper a secret. “Tell me something, have you seen her…Eleanor’s…spirit?”

I frowned. “Her spirit? No, of course I haven’t. That’s ridiculous.”

“You don’t believe in ghosts?”

I let out a scoffing laugh. “Of course not.”

“Then why are you writin’ a book about paranormal stuff?”

Word traveled fast at the inn. “It’s to disprove the paranormal, not confirm it.”

She gave a smug smile. “We’ll see if you feel that way after you’ve been here a few days. I’ve seen Eleanor’s ghost.”

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Peggy J. Twigg

Congrats!! Please email me and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was “Truly Madly”)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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She pulled from his touch and pressed her fingers to his lips. “Don’t. Please, don’t.” Hearing him say the words tore her apart, even though they were the words she wanted to hear. “It doesn’t matter anymore. I can’t be with you.” Regret ripped through her heart “Not ever.”

He gripped her fingers and placed a soft kiss on the tips. She shuddered and tried to draw in a breath.

“Don’t say that.” His words were a tormented whisper. “Please don’t say that. I can’t lose you forever. I won’t.”

She squeezed her eyes shut. “I can’t, don’t you see? Every time I think of you…with her. I get sick to my stomach. And every time I see you, I think of that night.” She opened her eyes and stared directly into his. “Looking at you makes me sick.”

He flinched. “You can’t mean that.”

“I do. Don’t you understand? My mother has tainted you…tainted us. She taints everything she touches, and I’ll never be free of her.”

He compressed his lips, his voice harsh when he spoke. “That’s your choice. You can’t define yourself by your mother’s actions. We’re responsible for our own lives, our own destiny.”

She snorted a laugh. “That sounds awful nice, but I haven’t ever had control of my destiny, my life. I’m tethered to my mother as long as she’s alive.”

She turned away from his scrutiny—afraid he could see her darkest thoughts. See that sometimes, she wished for her mother’s death. Would he still think she was the girl of his dreams if he knew that?

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Sharon Buchbinder

Congrats!! Please email me and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was “Without Mercy”)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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“Good. Have you talked to Patrick?”

“No. I went by, but he’s sleeping off a humdinger of a drunk. I couldn’t get one coherent word out of him. I’ll keep trying, though.”

I bet you will, I thought, and immediately felt bad. Maybe he really was trying to find out who’d broken into my studio. Even if it was Patrick.

“Okay, well, just let me know.”

He nodded. “I was thinking, how about if I buy you dinner this evening? We haven’t seen much of each other since you came home. I wanted to wait a while, you know, with what happened to your parents. But,  I’ve missed you. I’d like to take you out.”

“You mean, like a date?”

“If you want to call it that.” He smiled.

I shook my head. “I’m sorry, Hutch. I can’t. I mean…I don’t think…” I couldn’t tell him that the very thought of socializing with anyone, especially a man, especially a man from Jessup, terrified me. That this town, and everyone in it, represented the fear and tragedy that my life had become. I had no room, no enthusiasm, for  a social life. And, even though it had been years ago, I hadn’t forgotten what it felt like to be hurt by Rick Hutchings. “I’m not going to be here much longer, and—”

“No need to explain. It was just a thought.” He gave me another smile, but his eyes looked wounded. “I’ll let you know what I find out about your break-in. See you around.”

He walked away, not looking back, and I sighed, somehow feeling even more dejected than I had earlier, when Deanna skewered me in front of the whole town.

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Maureen Bonatch

Congrats!! Please email me and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was “Love Breaks”)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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Rain clouds hid the sun, making the glass wall of the coffee shop a grayish color, rendering it nearly opaque.

The rain had held off throughout Sophie’s funeral, although China had expected the heavens to let loose during the graveside service. She couldn’t recall a funeral she’d attended where it hadn’t rained. Thankfully, the list of funerals she’d attended was short.

“It was lovely.” Angela’s hands were wrapped tightly around the cup in front of her as if letting go would precipitate another tragedy.

“Yeah,” Vanessa agreed. “A lot of people there. She had a big family. Tons of friends.”

China didn’t weigh in on the awesomeness of the funeral. Nor did she point out that much of the crowd had been media and curious strangers. She wasn’t sure how a funeral could be ‘lovely.’ People seemed to say that about all funerals.

“I’m just glad it’s over with.” China lifted the mug to her lips and test-sipped the coffee. Strong and hot. Just what she needed to counteract the chill inside her.

“We’ll have Abel’s funeral next week,” Stacy added glumly.

The bank had closed early for Sophie’s funeral. China wondered if customers would start to complain about all the hours they’d been closed. So far, the people she’d dealt with had been sympathetic, patient, but how much longer would that last in the hustle bustle convenience-conscious world?

“Have the arrangements been made for Abel’s service yet?” Vanessa asked.

Angela shook her head. “They’re waiting for the coroner to release the body.”

They lapsed into silence. China doubted that any of the coffee shop patrons had to wonder where they’d been. Four women wearing black clothing and morose expressions, talking about death.

She turned her attention to the scene outside the window. The dreary view was preferable to seeing her own pain reflected in the eyes of her friends. Lightning flashed across the gray sky, and the clouds opened up, dropping buckets of rain onto pedestrians who now hurried along the sidewalk.

“Can you believe what’s happened with all the robberies and deaths?” Vanessa asked. “Miles said he’s never seen anything like it, and he’s been a cop for nearly twenty years.”

China started to turn back to respond, but caught sight of a motorcycle in the corner of the strip mall parking lot and kept her gaze focused there. A man sat astride the bike, seemingly oblivious to the rain drenching his clothing. It was too far to make out his features, but there was something familiar about his posture, his demeanor, the set of his shoulders…

“Oh, God,” she whispered. “Aiden.”

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Each Tuesday, I will share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Alina K. Fields

Congrats!! Please email me and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was “Soul Seducer”)

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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“You’re crying again. Another movie?”

She jumped, whirling to see Chase standing behind her. Had he heard her phone call with Greg? There was nothing in his expression, or his words, to indicate he had.

She turned her back to him and shook her head. “Please just go. I want to be alone.”

“Must be a doozy. Let me guess. It’s a Wonderful Life?”

With rage bubbling just beneath the surface and no one else to expend it on, she vaulted from her chair and advanced on him. “I’m not watching a movie. You were right, okay? Christmas sucks. The movies, the stupid trees, the music, it all sucks. And, by the way, you’re fired.”

His eyes widened, and he lifted his hands in surrender. “Chill out, okay? You didn’t hire me, so you can’t fire me. I stay on until Greg tells me the job is over.”

She stood directly in front of him, hands on hips. Her chest rose and fell with the intensity of her anger, although why she was angry at him, she had no idea. “Well, Greg’s a two-timing piece of shit, and I’m no longer in danger since I’m no longer his fiancée, so trust me, your job is over.”

His expression softened. “I’m sorry. How did you find out?”

Her eyes flew to his. “You’re not surprised. You knew?”

He rubbed a hand over his jaw. “I worked on his security detail before he sent me here. I knew.”

“And you didn’t bother to tell me? To save me the humiliation?”

He smiled with sympathy. How dare he smile at her with sympathy.

“Would it have been less humiliating if a total stranger had told you your fiancé was cheating?”

No, it wouldn’t have been, but that was beside the point. “I expect you to be gone as soon as you can make arrangements. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a bottle of wine that needs my attention.” She went to brush past him, and he took hold of her arm, stopping her.

“Drowning your sorrows?”

She looked down at his hand, then back up at him, shaking off his touch. “No, celebrating. After all, it’s the holiday season, right?”

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#TuesdayTestDay with Alicia Dean ~ Win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!!

 

Each Tuesday, I will share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.

Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.

Last week’s winner is…

Leah St. James

Congrats!! Please email me and I will send your $5 gift card. Thank you for playing!

(The correct answer was “Death Notice” – Sorry, I know it was a tough one since they are in the same series. :))

Which of the below stories is this snippet from?

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A grin played over his full lips. “I can’t say I’m fond of that adjective. Grim. Sounds sort of…repugnant. I’m just a reaper. Plain and simple.”

“Plain and simple? A reaper is plain and simple?” She shook her head, stalking away from him, then back. “You’re telling me you’re death? You take people’s souls? You’re a killer?”

He scowled. “A killer? Absolutely not. I’m not a killer.”

“Well, pardon me. Then why don’t you tell me how the hell this works.”

“It’s very complicated. There are rules and procedures—”

“Oh, so it’s like a job? You mean your job is to reap?” A bubble of hysteria worked its way up to her throat.

Was she really having this conversation? Had this guy actually just told her he was a reaper? Then again, would a ghost or a demon or whatever else she’d imagined be any easier to believe? Could this really be happening?

Wait. Maybe it wasn’t happening. Maybe she’d died the night of the beating, and she couldn’t move on because she hadn’t accepted it yet. Maybe nothing that happened since then had been real. Her body sagged with the realization.

He reached out as if to grab her, but let his hands fall.

“Am I dead?” she choked.

He shook his head. “No. No, you’re not dead.”

“I didn’t die the night of the beating?”

“No. You survived.”

A chill went over her flesh that was only partly due to the bite of the frigid air. She pulled her jacket more tightly around her. “Then why can I see you? What has happened to me?”

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