by MaryLu Tyndall
Friday, February 22, 2013
Welcome to the final day of the Pre-Release party for Forsaken Dreams!!! Every Friday this month I've posted something about the book and chosen a winner from among the comments. This week's winner is: Amanda Stanley (chosen by random.org) Congratulations, Amanda!!
Forsaken Dreams is now available on
If you haven't won yet, don't despair! You have one more chance this week when we play " Guess what the character will say next" ! This is by far my favorite game to play in these parties. It's always fun to see what everyone chooses. Here's how it works. If you've read all the posts this month so far, you should have a pretty good idea of who the main hero and heroine of the story are...their personalities and strengths and weaknesses. Below I took an excerpt from the book wherein Blake and Eliza are having a conversation. At the end I ask you to choose what you think the hero, Blake would say next.
* (To enter go to http://crossandcutlass.blogspot.com/2013/02/forsaken-dreams-pre-release-party-final.html)
Swerving around, she knelt before him and placed a tray on the cot. “This will hurt a bit, Colonel. Would you care to bite down on a piece of wood?” “I’ll manage, thank you.” She drew a deep breath and threaded the needle. “How did this happen? Seems an odd thing to occur while hunting for pigs.” “Boar.” Her scent filled his nose, tantalizing his senses. Blake cleared his throat. “I was hacking through the jungle when my blade slipped.” “Hmm.” She slid the needle through his flesh. It felt like she’d set his skin on fire. Blake closed his eyes, listening to the slap of water on the hull, the hammering and shouts from above, the screech of pelicans. Anything to distract him from the searing pain. She must have noticed his discomfort for she uttered a “sorry” that sounded genuine. Yet the pain was nothing compared to the suffering she had already caused him. “Pains of the flesh I can handle,” he muttered. She met his gaze and swallowed before continuing her work. “I never meant to deceive you.”
B. "Perhaps someday, Mrs. Crawford, just not yet."
C. “I will never forgive you, Mrs. Crawford. Or any Yankee.”
D. "How can I not forgive you after all God has forgiven me?"
So, which one is it? Leave your guess with your email and I'll draw a name and announce the winner next Friday!
Have a GREAT weekend!!