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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Stop and Smell the Roses Bouquet

Stop and Smell the Roses Blog Bouquet

Good morning all!

If you haven’t heard, today The Wild Rose Press is hosting what it called the Stop and Smell the Roses Blog Bouquet. What does that mean for you? Well, if you’ve a little bit of time to spare, there are a TON of prizes to be won at various participating blogs.

In that the third novel in my Scottish Trilogy, Sylvan Mist, is being released this year, I thought I’d focus on the trilogy itself as part of my contest. The prize? A $15 Gift Certificate to The Wild Rose Press!

What I’ve decided to do is ask you a few questions about the first two novels, Fate’s Monolith and Destiny’s Denial, which means traveling to the home page of my website http://www.skypurington.com/. Once you've found the answers, swing back to this blog and answer a question about the following excerpt. Yes, it’s a never before seen excerpt from my upcoming release, Sylvan Mist.

Okay, here are the questions that you must answer in a comment at this blog for a chance to win! In Fate’s Monolith, the hero, Iain, has long awaited the arrival of whom? In Destiny’s Denial, Ferchar bringing Caitlin to Scotland will result in what for Cowal? Last but not least, referring to the excerpt below for Sylvan Mist, why do Coira’s eyes pop open in shock?

EXCERPT:

“You’re full of questions, aye?” Iain’s verdant eyes sparkled. “My wife Arianna is here and well. How pleased she will be to see you both again. And the laird is—”

"Me.” The deep voice came from behind.

Shivers ran down her spine. William stood so close, Coira swore she felt his breath on the back of her neck. She stepped away, but not before their eyes met. Her heart fell into her stomach. Had she ever met an Englishman as beautiful as William? She straightened her back and squared her shoulders. “I do believe I’ve been brought here by mistake.”

One of William’s dark brows shot up. “Have you now?”

She nodded once. With great effort, she kept her gaze locked with his. “Most certainly. Both Annie and I are well rehearsed in the ways of this connection between the Mac’Lomains and the Brouns. I’m quite sure that I’m not supposed to be here.”

William’s silver eyes left hers and swung to Annie. “Nay, you’re both here for a reason.”

When they returned to hers, a mocking gleam burned within. “Fate doesn’t make mistakes.”

She narrowed her eyes, not trusting him a bit. He was clearly intent on her sister. “Be careful, if I’m here for a reason, then it is without any doubt to protect my sister.”

An insolent smirk made love to his lips. “We will see, then, how well you champion your sister.”

Coira swallowed hard. “You would be amazed at my strength.”

“I’m sure I will be,” he murmured.

Annie broke through the battle of wills with her usual good humor. “I need no champion. Who here will have me?”

Iain alone laughed. Coira and William continued to glare at one another.

“We mount, aye, William?” Iain whistled and his black stallion trotted forth. “Annie, why don’t you ride with me?”

Both William and Coira started to protest, but it was too late. Iain had already swung Annie up onto his mount.

Coira put her hands on her hips and eyeballed William. “I do not wish to ride with you. May I ride one of the spare horses?”

“ ’Twould be my pleasure.” He smiled and she nearly relaxed. “If I trusted you, which I don’t.”

She bit back a growl. A growl! She was a lady, she didn’t growl. Before she knew what had happened, she was neatly plopped in front of William high astride his horse. Her skirt stretched uncomfortably over her legs and her backside nestled far too intimately between his thighs, very strong muscular thighs. She closed her eyes and counted to ten. Ridiculous noticing such a thing!

If that wasn’t enough, his hands suddenly covered her thighs. Her eyes popped open in shock...

After leaving your comment below for a chance to win, make sure you visit everyone else on the Stop and Smell the Roses Blog Bouquet. I’ve listed them below!



Thanks again for popping in and Good Luck!

Sky

20 comments:

Skhye said...

Hey, girl! Just swinging by to smell your bouquet. Love the excerpt. You didn't say what year that story takes place! I'm curious. Have a great day.

lastnerve said...

1. He's long awaited his promised bride.

2. Disaster-a foreseen threat to himself, his clan, and Caitlin

3. Her hands covered her thighs.

Wow looks like good books!


Val
lastnerve2000@gmail.com

Donna Michaels said...

Good morning, Sky!

Here are my answers:

1. His promised bride.
2. Disaster-a foreseen threat to him, his clan and Caitlin.
3. When his hands covered her thighs. (hehe...the bugger...love it!)

Have a great day!

~Donna

Mona Risk said...

Hi Sky, what a beautiful blog. I love the bouquet of blue flowers. You are the last stop on the list. Nice meeting you. I have been working my way down these blogs, smelling the roses and meeting the authors. My sweet and spicy medical romance, BABIES IN THE BARGAIN,a sort of Grey's Anatomy, is coming in two weeks to TWRP.

Erotic Horizon said...

Hello

I am loving your blog... there are one or two books here that i will be checking out..

E.H>

robynl said...

Laird Iain Mac'Lomain has long awaited the arrival of his promised bride.

For to bring her to Cowal will spell disaster-a foreseen threat to himself, his clan, and Caitlin.

If that wasn’t enough, his(William's) hands suddenly covered her thighs. Her eyes popped open in shock...

finding the answers let me peruse your site.

Nicole McCaffrey said...

Hi Skhye!

Just stopping by on our stop and smell the roses tour--I'm having fun getting to know all my fellow roses!

Nic

Nicole McCaffrey said...

Sorry, Sky, I spelled your name wrong--just chalk it up to the confusion of visiting so many blogs today! :o)

Lauri said...

Wow, nice excerpt! Thanks for participating in the blog bouquet!

Anonymous said...

Hi,

stopping by to smell the roses and answer your questions.

1. Ian has been waiting for his promised bride.
2. it spells disaster for Cowal.
3. Williams hands covered her thighs.

Valerie
valb0302@yahoo.com

Debra St. John said...

His hands were on her thighs!

Ann Whitaker said...

Sky, I fear your being last on the list means people have run out of time. I wish you much success with your books and hope to check out your Web site when I DO have more time.

Maybe next time TWRP does this sort of thing, they should limit it to fewer writers. Just didn't want you to feel abandoned.

All the best,
Ann

Babyblue22 said...

Hey Sky!!
I'm Just stopping by to smell the roses, I love the Blue Roses!! Blue is my favorite color.
Here are my answers to the questions

His Promised Bride

Disaster

Because William's hands suddenly covered her thighs

Great Excerpt!! All three books in the series sound great!!
~Afshan
Afshan522@aol.com

SiNn said...

1.Iain, has long awaited the arrival of whom? his promised bride

2.Ferchar bringing Caitlin to Scotland will result in what for Cowal? disaster-a foreseen threat to himself, his clan, and Caitlin.

3. why do Coira’s eyes pop open in shock?Williams hands went around her thighs
ur books sound awesome

Kytaira said...

Laird Iain Mac’Lomain has long awaited the arrival of his promised bride

Ferchar bringing Caitlin to Scotland will result in what for Cowal? Bringing her to Cowal will spell disaster-a foreseen threat to himself, his clan, and Caitlin.

Why do Coira’s eyes pop open in shock? William's hands suddenly covered her thighs.

All of the excerpts sound great! Did you know there's no music to the trailer?

lynda98662 at yahoo dot com

Ann Whitaker said...

Hi, Sky,

Wanted to explain my comment from last night. When I logged on to comment there were ZERO comments posted. That's why I thought no one had gotten to you yet.

Glad to see you got some comments after all.

Sky Purington said...

Hi Ann,

No problem at all! Actually, I set my comments to be approved by me first in that this blog ended up on some lottery list...those lottery players like to leave some funky comments! Smiles.

Cheers,
Sky

PS...Skhye, if you read this, Sylvan Mist takes place in both 1816 New Hampshire and 1215 Scotland! :)

Jessica said...

The bouquet of blue Roses looks really awesome!!

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