Happy Howl-oween! Welcome to the Snarkology blog hop

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Treat or treats!

I’m thrilled to once again be part of this fantastic blog hop, where each blog has its own prize, and then there are grand prizes including two $100 gift cards and two $50 gift cards. Click on the graphic above or link below for the landing page for the hop.

Follow the blog hop for a chance to win prizes at each blog and enter for one of the grand prizes!

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This year I decided to go for something different for my post. Part of the fun of dressing up for Halloween is getting to pretend you’re something you’re not. So what if you got to add a paranormal date to your costume?

Yep, it’s time to figure out who would suit you best – a vampire, wizard, elve, or shifter.  

Welcome to your Paranormal Date! Just enter your name and hit Next to get started.

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1) Pick a color:
2) What is your ideal first date?
3) What fashion accessory needs to come back in style?
4) Pick a hashtag:
5) In a relationship, the most important sign of compatibility is:
6) You’ve just had a crappy day. How do you deal with it?
7) What city would you like to live in?
8) When meeting someone, I'm first drawn to their:
9) My book boyfriends/girfriends tend to be:
10) I prefer for someone to approach me by:
11) My favorite time of day is...

 

Who did you end up with? Comment below for a chance to win a $10 gift card to Amazon, B&N, or iBooks. Or, if you give me the info, to the local bookseller of your choice. I do prefer to support the little guys when possible.

And as a bonus treat for you, my first Lycanthropy Files book The Mountain’s Shadow is on sale for 99 cents through Halloween. If you’ve been curious about the series, this is a great time to jump in.

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The Lycanthropy Files, Book 1

First it was ADD. Then pediatric bipolar. Now the hot behavioral disorder in children is CLS, or Chronic Lycanthropy Syndrome. Public health researcher Joanie Fisher was closing in on the cause in hopes of finding a treatment until a lab fire and an affair with her boss left her without a job.

When her grandfather leaves her his multimillion-dollar estate in the Ozarks, though, she figures her luck is turning around. Except her inheritance comes with complications: town children who disappear during full moons, an irresistible butler, and a pack of werewolves who can’t seem to decide whether to frighten her or flirt with her.

Joanie’s research is the key to unraveling the mysteries of Wolfsbane Manor. However, resuming her work means facing painful truths about her childhood, which could result in the loss of love, friendship, and the only true family she has left.

Warning: Some sexy scenes, although nothing explicit, and adult language. Also alcohol consumption and food descriptions that may wreck your diet.

Excerpt:

At three o’clock I was wide awake. Sure, I felt like someone had hit me over the head with a wine bottle, but something had awakened me, and for once it wasn’t the usual nightmare. Although at that time of night, it seemed like bad dreams couldn’t be too far away. No, it had to be something else, something external. I listened and discerned voices coming from outside. For a moment, I dismissed it as the usual hubbub outside my apartment, but then I jerked fully awake. I was at my grandfather’s manor in the middle of nowhere, Arkansas. The only people in the house were me, Lonna and the butler.

I put on my robe and slippers and tiptoed down the hall and stairs. My feet remembered the location of the creaky boards and avoided them. Instead of going through the front door, I crept through the kitchen and out the side door to the small kitchen garden.

The almost full moon illuminated the lawn and surrounding trees with weird shadows. I paused and crouched behind a hedge and tried to still the beating of my heart so my ears could pick up the voices again.

“Let Ronan make the kill,” one of them, a female argued. The voice sounded familiar. I peeked through the shrubs and saw a pack of wolves too large to be Arkansas red wolves or coyotes. Two of them, the largest and smallest, were black, and they were accompanied by a silver wolf and a golden one. They circled a deer, the animal’s eyes wide with fear at having been driven out into the open and surrounded by predators.

“He’s messy.”

“He’s young,” another replied.

Talking wolves? Am I dreaming? I shut my eyes and opened them after a few seconds. Nope, still there.

“I don’t know, guys. We shouldn’t be here.”

“The old man always let us hunt here. Why should now be different?”

“His granddaughter—”

“Is a flat-chested, elf-faced ivory-tower academic who won’t even know we’ve been here.” It was the female’s voice again. “If you’re careful, Ronan.”

The golden wolf lunged at the deer but misjudged its angle, and two of the others leapt aside as the animal crashed through their circle, hooves flying.

“We’ve got to figure out how real wolves do this,” panted the silver one as they took chase.

Real wolves? I shook my head. It was too incredible. What were these things? And what did my grandfather have to do with them?

I waited five or ten minutes to make sure they wouldn’t come back and staggered to my feet, my head still reeling from what I’d just witnessed. Especially the last comment by the gray wolf. If they weren’t real wolves, what were they?

“Amazing night, isn’t it?”

The voice shocked me, and I wheeled around. For a moment, it sounded like my grandfather, and I was transported back in time to my childhood as he and I stood on the balcony and found constellations. I was never good at it, my brain already bent to the reality of math and science rather than fanciful creatures in the stars.

A flicker of flame and then the smoldering ash of the end of a cigarette brought me back to the present. I coughed.

“Thought I’d light up while you thought about your answer.”

Leonard Bowman stood there, leaves stuck to his sweater and jeans. The light of his cigarette and the moon flickered in his dark eyes.

“What are you doing here?”

He raised an eyebrow. “I could ask you the same question.”

“It’s my grandfather’s house.”

No answer, just a long stream of smoke.

“It’s my house,” I finally said. The words felt awkward on my tongue, and I became aware I was standing in my nightshirt and boxers in a flimsy robe on a cool night. I shivered.

“So your lawyer says.”

I tried my best imitation of a Gabriel shrug. Leonard smiled and dropped the cigarette, which extinguished with a hiss in the dew-damp grass.

“So do you always lurk in the bushes of your own house?”

My cheeks burned with the flush that crept up my neck. “Not always. Sometimes I lurk in the trees.”

“I’d be careful if I were you, then.” A smile flickered across his lips, but his eyes remained serious. “You never know what might be in the woods around here.”

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So, is your ideal Halloween date a vampire, wizard, elve, or shifter? Tell me your result in the comments for a chance to win a $10 gift card! Thanks so much for stopping by, and don’t forget to hop along to the other participating sites.

91 Comments

  1. mine was If your score is 8-15… You’d totally sign up for that “I wish I’d gone to Hogwarts” dating site and find your own wizard.
    You see the potential for magic in everything, and your ideal mate feels the same. Magic is not only being, but doing, and wizards will come up with that “your friends won’t believe this” gesture. The downside: they’re always thinking about ten things at once, and you might not be the priority if they’re puzzling over some tricky problem or spell. On the other hand, when that intense attention is on you and making you happy, there’s no comparison to the normal mortal’s version of romance. Just watch out if they want to make a commitment – your mother-in-law might literally be a witch.

  2. Wizard all the way and the description fits! This was different a quite lot of fun. Thank you! And thanks for the chance too.

  3. My score was 14,which matched me with a Wizard. That’s pretty cool…I’d rather have been matched with a lycanthrope lover!

  4. Neat questionaire my score was 17 which corresponded to an elf. I like tall dark and handsome so that would work. Thanks for the chance.

  5. Mine Was: mine was If your score is 8-15… You’d totally sign up for that “I wish I’d gone to Hogwarts” dating site and find your own wizard.
    You see the potential for magic in everything, and your ideal mate feels the same. Magic is not only being, but doing, and wizards will come up with that “your friends won’t believe this” gesture. The downside: they’re always thinking about ten things at once, and you might not be the priority if they’re puzzling over some tricky problem or spell. On the other hand, when that intense attention is on you and making you happy, there’s no comparison to the normal mortal’s version of romance. Just watch out if they want to make a commitment – your mother-in-law might literally be a witch.

  6. You’d totally sign up for that “I wish I’d gone to Hogwarts” dating site and find your own wizard.
    You see the potential for magic in everything, and your ideal mate feels the same. Magic is not only being, but doing, and wizards will come up with that “your friends won’t believe this” gesture. The downside: they’re always thinking about ten things at once, and you might not be the priority if they’re puzzling over some tricky problem or spell. On the other hand, when that intense attention is on you and making you happy, there’s no comparison to the normal mortal’s version of romance. Just watch out if they want to make a commitment – your mother-in-law might literally be a witch.

  7. My match was a wizard. That makes some since I do like reading about magic sometimes and my mother in law is really a witch!! Lol!!

  8. Mine is a vampire. I’m a natural night owl 🙂 Thank you for the chance to win and for being part of the Hop. Your book sounds great!

  9. It appears a wizard is my best match. That was great fun. Thanks for finding something interesting for us to play with. Your book sounds great. I no longer remember if you need contact information, but I’ll provide it, just in case: michelle_willms at yahoo dot com

  10. Your score is… 12 so:

    If your score is 8-15… You’d totally sign up for that “I wish I’d gone to Hogwarts” dating site and find your own wizard.

  11. Greetings, all! Thank you SO MUCH for playing the quiz and leaving your results. I’m sorry I couldn’t respond to everyone – I was out of town for a conference and then vacation.

    The winner of the $10 gift card is Christene Mankasingh. Congratulations!

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