It’s time, it’s time, it’s time!!! It’s time to Name That Hero. Here at the top 3 entries.
Did I say 3 names…nah, surely that wasn’t what I said. I meant 5. And here they are…the 5 final names in my Name That Hero Giveaway: Ross, Cam, Ian, Tristan, and Dylan.
Can’t decide? Here’s the picture again to help inspire your decision. :)
Here’s a big thank you to everyone who submitted names for the contest. There were some awesome entries. (And some I will be setting aside for future projects).
And thanks for your vote. If you didn’t have a chance to enter a name and get registered for the drawing, you can still be part of the giveaway. Simply vote, then leave me a comment so I can get your name in the hat. :) I’m giving away a $25 gift card as well as some chocolate and fabulous swag. You don’t want to miss this!
Just wanted to keep everyone up to date concerning the new hero’s name contest Some of these came from Facebook and as great as the names themselves are, they don’t exactly go with McFarland. I may end up having to run a contest for new last name next. LOL
Here’s the list so far:
Dillion/Dylan–not a bad name, but concerned about it with McFarland
Brett–I already have a hero Brett
Liam–fabulous name but too Irish for my Scottish surname
Colt–IMHO a little too cowboy for my multi-millionaire
Jackson–I already have a Jackson
Zane–have a Zane already
Dimitri–not feeling it, but it’s a great name
Grayson–with Mcfarland? (makes face)
Paxton–See previous comment and facial expression
Alexander–not bad, but very vanilla these days.
Chad–uhum…no. Sorry, Mom!
Trent –ex from college. that’s out
Tucker–I’ve used this in another book
Cam–LOVE it! (*not* short for Cameron)
There have to be a couple of more great hero names out there…still searching…
It’s time! Time to name the hero in All You Need Is Love. And to help you along with your entry, here’s a picture for your viewing pleasure.
Now the contest goes like this: Submit your entry between now and July 1 by leaving a comment on this post. After the 1st, I’ll pick my favorite three and put those back out for everyone to vote on. Voting will end August 1 and the name with the most votes will be the winner.
Now everyone who participates will be put into a drawing for a reader’s survival pack including a $25 pre-paid Visa card, fabulous swag, and (of course) some chocolate!
So get your best hero name together and leave me a comment. Ross? Brandon? Gunner? Help me Name That Hero!
Have you met Toby? He’s Luc Blackfox’s dog, an injured in the line of duty, retired K-9 canine. He’s loving, loyal and a menace to houseplants, wallpaper and handcuff keys. Here’s a glimpse at Toby.
After Kaylee’s apartment is broken into she refuses anyone’s help, including Luc’s. In a not-so-well thought out plan, he handcuffs them together to force her to the safety of his house. Once there, Luc will uncuff them and that will be that. Except he forgot to let Toby in on his plans.
Toby whined and laid down, propping his chin on the backs of his front paws. Kaylee had to admit—even though she was still a little afraid of him—that Toby seemed like a good dog inside. Way down deep inside. He just didn’t have the outlets that police wives had. He couldn’t knit odd looking sweaters or take useless dance classes. He could only stay at home and miss his master and friend.
With one last look at the forlorn canine, Kaylee allowed Luc to tug her along. Two steps into the room, she realized it was Luc’s bedroom. And the bed was the one he slept in. This was where he got dressed in the morning and undressed at night and—
“Dammit, Toby. Where are my jeans?”
“Do you have a date or something?” Kaylee asked. A pitiful attempt at flippancy.
She couldn’t stand in Luc’s private domain, handcuffed to him and look him in the face. Instead she centered her gaze on the vee of bronze skin at the opening of his collar. The mere sight of flesh disturbed her as well.
“I left the key in my jeans pocket,” Luc explained. “And I left my jeans on that chair.” He pointed to a wooden rocker in the corner of the room. A handmade quilt lay folded neatly over the back, but no jeans remained.
From the doorway Kaylee could hear the thump of the dog’s tail on the carpeted floor. Then a bark. She tried not to flinch at the sound. At least it wasn’t a growl.
“Find them,” Luc instructed. “Right now. Or I’m never repapering the bathroom.”
Toby barked again. Silently Kaylee wished the dog the speed of Mercury. It was enough being with Luc in his bedroom, but it was too much to be there handcuffed to him, a breath away from him, her nostrils filled with his very essence.
The dog returned a few moments later dragging a worn and ripped pair of jeans behind him.
“Good boy.” Luc patted the dog on the head, then smiled. His lips froze as he turned the jeans over. They looked like they had been run through a meat grinder backwards. The pockets had been rendered non-existent. “The key must have fallen out,” Luc said, but it sounded as if he was trying to convince himself. “It’s got to be around here somewhere.”
After a thorough, twenty minute search of the upstairs, the key was no where to be found.
Luc turned to Kaylee, his expression sheepish. “I think my dog ate it.”
Kaylee took a deep breath, in a futile attempt to calm her temper. “Luc, this is not the third grade, and unlike your teacher I’m not going to accept that excuse.”
He smiled wryly. “She never did either.”
“Tell me you have a spare.” Kaylee prayed he did. She could not spend any longer handcuffed to Luc. Her resistance toward him was wearing thin.
“Kaylee, I have a spare.”
She let out a sigh of relief.
“But it’s at the station.”
“Let’s go get it.” She started toward the door, but he tugged on their bound wrists and pulled her back.“Would you stop doing that!”
He held up their hands for her to see. “Do you want to explain this to whoever is on duty?”
Kaylee sobered. She hadn’t thought about that. If they went into the police station handcuffed together, everyone on the police force—including her brother—would know about it before the next roll call.
Check out all of Toby (and Luc and Kaylee’s) mis-adventures in Ten Reason’s Not To Date A Cop!
Available now from Samhain Publishing
I was excited today to receive the Blog of the Year Award from my great friend Sarah Grimm. My friendship with Sarah is one of those great serendipitous moments in life–out of all the people who are online, out of all those who have published with The Wild Rose Press, she and I hit it off. We write two totally different styles of romance. I told her once that she was The Godfather and I was The Whole Nine Yards. If you haven’t read any of Sarah’s work, stop whatever it is you’re doing and go get one of her books. I’ll wait.
And if you’ve never been to her blog, you should do that soon. Here…I’ll even help you out. Here’s her blog address: http://www.authorsarahgrimm.blogspot.com/
This award is unlike other awards that you can only add to your blog once. This award can be updated with additional stars. For every time your blog is nominated, you get to add an additional star.
There are a total of “6” stars to collect. Which means that you can check out your favorite blogs—and even if they have already been given the award by someone else—you can still make your opinion count and pass it on to them again and help them (or me) reach the maximum of “6” stars.
The rules of the award are simple:
1. Select the blogs you think deserve the 2012 Blog of the Year Award.
2. Write a blog post and tell us about the blog(s) you have chosen—there’s no minimum or maximum number of blogs required and present them with this award.
3. Please include a link back to this page: Blog of the Year Award.http://thethoughtpalette.co.uk/our-rewards/blog-of-the-year-award/and include these rules in your post. (Please don’t alter the rules or the badge!)
4. Let the blogs(s) you have chosen know that you have given them this award and share the rules with them.
5. You can now join our Facebook page – click the link here. ‘Blog of the Year 2012’ Award (http://www.facebook.com/groups/BlogoftheYear/) and then you can share your blog with an even wider audience.
Here are the blogs I’ve chosen to receive this award:
I must give this award back to Sarah Grimm for all the aforementioned reasons. :)
Another writer I want to receive this award is Arial Burnz. But “writer” is such a vapid term. Artist, author, editor and all around talented lady, Arial is one busy girl. Be sure to check out her blog. http://www.arialburnz.com/
AJ Nuest also deserves a nod. She is the most supportive friend I have ever known. She is constantly encouraging others and helping them strive for more. Oh, and did I mention she writes a great book? Be sure to check her out here: http://ajbooks.blogspot.com/
And no blog list would be complete without adding the incomparable Vonnie Davis to the list. She’s funny, intelligent and has a fabulous author husband. What more could a woman want? Check out Vonnie at http://vintagevonnie.blogspot.com/
Lots of <3–Amie
Awhile back I was privileged enough to be a part of a group blog with some dear writer friends. But life and genre changes got in the way and before we knew what had happened, the blog had ground to a stop. I understand. C’est la vie.
And like when things change, it happened quick enough that we weren’t able to finish a project that I had started there–building the perfect man. Sigh.
So far here’s what we have: The ‘perfect’ man has
- Brown Eyes
Double Sigh. Except we still have a long way to go. This post is a refresher. And there’s more to come. So stay tuned…
Balloons! Confetti! Tootie Horns and Streamers!! It’s Release Day for Ten Reasons Not To Date A Cop!!!!!
#2 They can get a court order for anything they need regardless of how you feel about it.
#3 They wear asinine mirrored sunglasses so you can’t see their eyes or know what they’re thinking.
#4 They own handcuffs, even if they can’t find the keys.
#5 They have great lips.
#6 They have crazy dogs with issues.
#7 They’re arrogant.
#8 They can kiss. Boy, can they kiss.
#9They will get your family’s approval, even if they don’t have yours.
#10 They just might make you fall in love.