Win a Kindle Fire in this New Year’s Blog Hop (1/1-1/6)

Happy New Year everyone! I’m starting off the new year with participating in a blog hop sponsored by Carrie Ann who is sensational at coordinating these events!

How Do I Enter to Win?

First things first! This blog hop has some outstanding prizes you may win, 3 prizes actually. So let’s talk about those and how you can enter to win first.

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times! 

Now what are those prizes?

 1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $300 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

(Please Note that Carrie has said some shipping cost on your end may apply for the above prizes.)

How Do I Win?

To enter to win one of these prizes, leave a comment on this blog article and include your email address. Carrie Ann and her volunteers will be stopping by to collect everyone’s entries.

Over 200 Blogs Participating

There will be over 200 Authors/Bloggers participating in this event. If you want to enter more than once you can do so. Actually you can enter over 200 times by posting a comment (with your email) on each blog that is participating in this blog hop. Go to Carrie Ann’s New Year’s Blog Hop page to see a list of ALL THE BLOGS and get started. But first, leave a comment here on my blog article please, after you read on.

Good Luck Everyone!

Happy New Year!

As we ring in 2013, what are some new year’s resolutions you have already made? Share a few with us in a comment below.  Also be sure to include your email address so Carrie Anne can contact you if you win.

Enjoy the blog hop today! It runs through Jan. 6th and be sure to visit all the blogs participating and leave a comment on their article to enter to win!

My Giveaway

Click the image to learn more about Rayea’s story in Part 1.

Lastly I’d like to share a giveaway with you. Meet Rayea, the Vampire from Hell.

According to Rayea, the oldest daughter of Satan, the origin of vampires started in Hell, and it started with her. Here’s her story about how it all began. Rayea isn’t daddy’s little girl, even if he is the most powerful fallen angel around. He wants her to take an active role in the family business. But she’s not interested in his schemes for world domination. Instead she wants to spend her time shopping on the Internet, rescuing humans from a horrific eternity, and practicing martial arts with her seven foot hellhound. Then one day everything changes.

Begin Rayea’s story. Download Part 1 of the Vampire from Hell series for FREE. Click here to learn more.

Excerpt from “The Vampire from Hell: The Beginning (Part 1)”

 Chapter 1

As I unlocked my office door, I felt a presence behind me.  I turned around slowly.  A tall figure emerged from the shadows and I flinched.  I cursed myself for the frightened reaction I made.

Gazing down at me with shining gold eyes, my seven-foot hellhound touched my shoulder with his long paw.

Because I couldn’t understand Blick’s low canine mutter, I had grown accustomed to his speaking telepathically to me.  On occasion, it allowed us to communicate without others overhearing us.  His thoughts leaping into my mind were an extension of my own, and I rarely objected to having them flow through my head.

“Did I scare you?”

“No,” I lied.  “I couldn’t sleep, so I wanted to get an early start on those reports.”  I entered the office, waiting for him to duck his head in through the opening.  To a passerby, it looked as though I was talking to myself in front of my animal companion, but I didn’t care.  Blick knew I typically answered him by speaking aloud.

“Thanks again for your help at the processing center last night.  Can you get the reports done today?”

“I think so.”  I deposited my satchel on the desk and rubbed my shoulder.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No, I reinjured it the other day.  It’ll be okay.”

Irritated with my response, Blick grabbed my arm and pulled up the sleeve of my black leather jacket, pointing at fresh bruises.

I winced in pain and stared at the floor.

Gently, he gathered me up in his arms and held me.

I wept, recalling the earlier session with my father.  His way of discipline often involved torture.  In the organization, Father enjoyed a “hands-on” approach.  When anyone did something he disapproved of or he felt he could improve their skills, he’d perform the customary routine.  For his daughters, he called it “loving his children.”  As demons, he wanted us to be strong and fearless.  I was very familiar with the process because, unlike my sister, Stephanie, I rarely did anything right, and to make matters worse I wasn’t a strong demon.

Blick reminded me with his embrace how he wished to protect me.  I knew the beatings were becoming more frequent, but I felt powerless to stop them.

I regained my composure while Blick wiped away my tears and patted me on the head like I was his little pet, instead of his being mine.  Having a seven-foot hellhound fussing over me – literally – was wonderful.  I was lucky to have him on my side.

When Blick had been a young pup, he had followed me home from the river one day.  I kept him hidden from everyone until he started walking upright and grew too big for me to hide.  When Father found out I had him, reluctantly he had agreed that I could keep the “mutt” as long as I kept him out of his way.

“Will you be careful, Rayea?” Blick touched his cold, wet nose to mine.

I nodded, giving him a little return bump.

“Promise me if anything happens, you’ll text me, okay?  I may not be a demon, but I’m pretty scrappy for a hellhound.  I’ll take on your father any day of the week!”  Looking down at me, he growled.  His shiny white canine teeth sparkled.  He retrieved the iPhone from my satchel and shoved it in my jeans pocket.