Read All About it Contest....Shiloh Walker Contest...

blog all about it
So how do you win this one? That’s easy.
You just blog about it. All you have to do is take the excerpt below and the cover graphic, post them to your blog, and then send me an email @ contest4shiloh(at)gmail.com with the words BLOG ALL ABOUT IT in the subject line. In the email, make sure you include a link to your blog post.

Prize will be:
ARC of FRAGILE, my 2/09 release (this will not be mailed until January)
Gift Certificate for $40 to the bookstore of your choice (as long as I can purchase the GC certificate online, you can pick whatever bookstore you want)
Two books from my available backlist
Goody bag.

If you select a large chain bookstore, I reserve the right to buy a gift card
that will then be mailed with your other prizes. Please allow 6-8 weeks to
receive all prizes. Other yadda yadda rules…open to anybody, no purchase
necessary, all you have to do to enter is to blog about it, and if you live
outside the country, please allow an extra 4 weeks for delivery. Contest
runs throw 11/11/08, all entries must be posted before 11/11/08 in order to
qualify. Void where prohibited.

To Enter!
Just copy and paste the info below onto your blog, email me a link to the post using the addy posted above (please double check the email addy-I’m not responsible if it’s sent to the wrong addy) and viola…you’re entered.

Excerpt
The weird sense of deja vu exploded into something
else entirely. Something that shook her to the core. His eyes narrowed and he
reached up, caught her chin in his, staring at her.
She was pale and Cullen
thought she looked every bit as shaken as he felt. “The dreams,” he muttered. He
caught her face in his hands and forced her to look at him, staring into her
pale gray eyes. The ugly, dark bruise around her left eye made her iris seem
that much paler and as he watched, the pupil flared, enlarging until just a
sliver of gray of visible.
Taige tried to jerk away and he wouldn’t let her.
“You had the dreams, too, didn’t you?” he demanded.
Her voice shook as she
reached up with one hand to jerk on his wrist, trying to break his hold. “Let go
of me.”
Slowly, he shook his head. “You have,” he whispered, dismay spreading
through him.
Dismay–and something else. She’d always held herself apart from
him in those dreams. But through those dreams, he’d gotten to know her, gotten
to know the woman she had become. She was pulling away from him not because she
was angry at him, or because she didn’t want anything to do with him.
She
pulled back because she still loved him.

releasing 11/4/08…
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