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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Winner of my Stop and Smell the Roses Bouquet Contest

Good Afternoon Everyone!

Sorry I’ve arrived so late today. My internet service has been super moody. Wow, what a fantastic showing yesterday for my Stop and Smell the Roses Bouquet contest! Thank you so much for the lovely comments about my excerpts and books. You all made my day!

As usual, I wish everyone who left a comment could win, but regrettably, I have to choose just one. So, as I did with my last contest, I printed the comments and let my 3 year old choose for me. (Or should I say, point for me!)

So (drum roll please) the winner of yesterday’s contest is…lastnerve…congratulations!!! Please contact me at Skypurington@live.com to collect your prize.

Thanks again for popping in. Have a super week!


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?


“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!


Winner results for Children of the Mist Contest

Wow, I’m absolutely thrilled with how many of you popped in yesterday to not only enter the contest but to support and wish great sales to author, Hywela Lyn! Doesn’t Children of the Mist sound fantastic?

All right, down to business. I wish I could have picked you all to win, but, as contests tend to go, I had to narrow it down to one. How did I manage that? Smiles. I printed all the responses and let my 3 year old do the choosing. He tends to like to aim for the center of the page so…the winner is….Ladyaurthor2b, congratulations!!!! Please contact me at SkyPurington@live.com to collect your prize.

Also, while I have you, don’t forget next Monday, June 22nd, The Wild Rose Press will be hosting the Stop and Smell the Roses Bouquet. Swing by this blog once again for a chance to win a $15 Gift Certificate to The Wild Rose Press!

Thank you to everyone who visited yesterday. I hope to see you again soon!


Thursday, June 18, 2009

Contest for Hywela Lyn's latest release, Children of the Mist

Thanks so much for popping in today!

It’s all about celebrating Hywela Lyn’s latest release, Children of the Mist. Sequel to Starquest, Children of the Mist, takes the reader on yet another incredible journey into outer space. Into worlds we mere Earthlings can only dream about and above all, into a world rich with heart-wrenching romance and intrigue.

I’m so thrilled with this book (aye, read it and loved it!) that I’d like to host a contest in honor. The rules are simple. Read a blurb and excerpt from Children of the Mist and answer the following questions in a comment for a chance to win a $10 Gift Certificate to The Wild Rose Press!

BLURB: Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love: Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late? Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?

EXCERPT: She glanced at him, feeling a little foolish. I suppose that sounds silly—to be scared of the dark? Vidarh gave her a searching look, that momentarily made her feel exposed, as if she'd revealed too much of herself.

Of course not, he reassured her, not after such an experience. Although I wouldn't have imagined you as someone afraid of anything much. But then most people are frightened of something.

Does that include you?

He was silent for a moment and she wondered if she had been too inquisitive. Then Vidarh again gave her a slow smile. There was something very appealing about that slightly crooked smile. Their eyes met and she had a fleeting sense of sadness, or perhaps loneliness, even, as his thoughts touched hers for the briefest of moments. Unaccountably she felt her cheeks begin to flush but she held his gaze and forced herself to smile back, reassuringly.

I hate crowds, he went on. I always feel uncomfortable with large groups of people, which is why I'm much more at home in the mountains with only my pony for company.

And yet you came to Gladsheim, knowing how many people were going to be here?

Vidarh shrugged a reply, obviously reluctant to discuss the matter.

How many other people know? she asked, after a moment. About you being able to teleport, I mean.

He shook his head. You're the first I've told. I haven't even mentioned it to my family.

Why not? It's not as if it's something to be ashamed of.

Again Vidarh shrugged. I'm not sure. Ours is a small community. I just felt...I don't know, 'different' somehow and I didn't want to be. I knew my father wouldn't approve

But that's silly. A gift like that is something to be proud of. In Gladsheim it would be encouraged —nurtured, Tamarith began, but just then, Gullin called them to join the group on the other side of the lake.

Answer the following questions in a comment for a chance to win!

Why were Vidarh and Tarmarith thrown together? When Vidarh and Tarmarith first meet, they speak of fears, things they don’t like, make them uncomfortable. What is Tamarith’s dislike/fear? What is Vidarh’s? What gift does Vidarh possess, that which only Tarmarith knows about?

I look forward to hearing from you and good luck!

Swing by Hywela Lyn's website http://www.hywelalyn.co.uk/ to learn more about previous and upcoming releases.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Simple blessing for Flight 447

My heart goes out to the families of Air France Flight 447.

My comfort in this is to hope and believe that, "The end is only the beginning."