Thursday, November 29, 2012

Hot Winter Nights Blog Hop Giveaway!

 
I love blog hops and here we are with another one. This one is very special with a GRAND PRIZE which you can enter by clicking on the pic above and head over to Nicole Morgan's blog. It is worth over $100 in value. It consists of: $50 Amazon Gift Card - $10 Bookstrand Bucks - eBook prize package including: 11 eBooks. Hot Winter Nights Blog Hop is only through Dec. 5. Nicole Morgan will be going through everyone’s blog posts on December 5th and will announce the grand prize winner.
 
 
 
Now, for some extra goodies, I am offering prizes of mine own. Three lucky winners will be selected from those who leave me comments. To make those cold, winter nights especially hot, I'm offering to three lucky winners a free download of a very special and very hot Christmas book of mine called Moonlight and Madness, a murder mystery/paranormal set in the French Polynesia and around Christmas time.
Here is a sample ...
 


 
Surviving the brutal attack by her husband was a miracle, killing him an accident, dying was the worst -- coming back with the ability to see ghosts just sucks!

Determined to rebuild her life, Emma Angeles finds Paradise to be perfect. Meeting Dayton Kane made it even more so. When she starts to see her dead husband, Emma's sanity is tested. Wanting Dayton with every fiber of her being, fear he could be hurt holds her back. Upon learning Dayton might lose the family castle, Emma takes the bold step to help him by holding a Christmas Party at Gray Stone.

Then tragedy strikes and a local island woman is murdered. Emma takes a stand. With the help of Dayton, his great, great, great-grandfather, a sexy pirate who haunts Paradise, and the recently deceased Sadie, she is determined to put her husband back in the grave--permanently.
 
Cheers and Good Luck!

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving!

Today, I can honestly say I'm grateful for what I have. Some say they are, I know I did and many times didn't really feel it. But today, after this year, I am grateful and thankful for the wonderful people in my life, top person--my daughter. She is my best friend and partner in crime (not crime really but we do have a lot of fun). Without her, I'd have lost it and wound up in a mental hospital. I am so grateful and thankful to Bear, my dog who thinks he is a cat, Chaos, my psychotic Tortie, Sophie, the princesss cat, Vern, the troublemaker cat, and our Atreu, our monster cat (he weigh's 26 pounds). My family and my life. To the one who gave me such a wonderful family, is God. He led me through hard times and sadly, it's not over. With more surgeries in my future, I face more delays in writing, but with determination these will be the last and I can write as my mind and heart need to.

And last and never the least, to my fellow writers and all the dedicated readers and fans who leave me in awe and much gratitude for sharing the love of adventure and romance in the written word.

Happy Thanksgiving and may the Holidays bring families together and new and wonderful stories to share.

Cheers,

Wend

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Release Day Winners!!!


Debby, PC, and Mindy are the winners of Blood Keep's Release Day Contest! Congrats and thank to all who left comments.
Cheers!

 

Monday, November 19, 2012

Blood Keep is released and a contest, too!







I am so proud to announce to the re-release of Blood Keep! Through much agony, rewriting and editing, Blood Keep shines as never before and I am so excited to show the world what I've done that I am holding a contest to celebrate. I will pick three names from all who leave me a comment. Cheers!

PURCHASE LINK: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/blood-keep-by-wend-petzler/


EXCERPT:

“Sir Drago, I’ll have my letter now.”

Clearing his throat, he fought the urge to retort, reminding himself of her station and his lack of one. Osric handed it to him. When she withdrew a white handkerchief from under her chain mail and wiped away the sweat collecting along her brow, he asked, “My lady, are you in need of a physician?”

Otto and Brandon rushed forward, alarmed by his question. Isabella’s hand whipped up, halting them. “The letter?” She coldly eyes him as she waited for him to place the letter into her extended hand.

Scowling, Nicolas did so and returned to his seat, retrieving his cup. Eyes narrowed, he watched her as she broke the wax seal. Scanning the contents, he saw the blood drain from her face, and rage contorted her lush mouth into a snarl as she speared him with such hate and fury he actually recoiled in his seat.

Jumping to her feet, she shook the letter in her left hand at him as her right tightened around the hilt of her sword. “Have you any prior knowledge to the contents in the letter I have?”

Wary, he shook his head. “I have none, my lady. Why do you ask?”

She leaned nearer to him, as if searching his face for any sign of dishonesty. Swallowing hard, he met her furious gaze steadily. Dear Lord in Heaven, what the hell was in that letter?

Apparently satisfied, Isabella released her sword and returned to her chair with an air of defeat. She motioned for Otto and Brandon to approach, giving them the letter. Together, they read it and abruptly looked to her, then to Nicolas, who was about to scream from the strained silence.

Unable to take it anymore, Nicolas jabbed a finger at the letter. “What did His Grace, King Edward write?”

“Here. Read it for yourself.” She took it from her men and tossed the letter to him. “I believe you’ll find the irony of it to be quite amusing.”

Taking up the parchment, Nicolas quickly read the contents, halting at the word “marriage”. Jaw dropping, he looked up at the seething woman. The hatred burning in those beautiful eyes confirmed it. The King had decided it time for Lady Isabella to remarry, allowing her to choose between him and Lord Alden. Grinding his teeth, he realized they both had been maneuvered by the King of England!

Whom would she choose?

Her next words left him reeling.

“When do you, my lord, wish to wed?”

Stunned, he stared at her dumbly. Never having given marriage a serious thought, content in serving King Edward, he was forced to face it immediately. The merits of marrying Lady Isabella were enormous. The upside—he would become a baron, rich and powerful, an entire army at his command. However, the downside saw him married to a strong-willed woman who rode a possessed piece of horseflesh named Lucifer! Damn, he needed more time to consider if marriage to the Baroness would be a suitable fit—for him!

Quite certain Lady Isabella desired not to marry any more than he did, Nicolas called her bluff. “When do you wish to have the ceremony?” Uncertainty flushed her sallow features, then was replaced by a cold, calculating expression. Suddenly, he wasn’t so assured of himself around the unpredictable female.

“Brandon, fetch Father Abraham! We wed in one quarter of an hour. Does that suit you, my lord?” She glared at Nicolas.