Showing posts with label Halloween party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halloween party. Show all posts

Friday, October 21, 2011

An Entangled Guest Blog and Giveaway with Katee Robert

Halloween is one of my favorite times of year. You get to dress up, scare yourself silly, and let’s not forget about the excuse to eat candy! And, just like everyone else, I’m a big fan of scary movie marathons. In honor of that, I’ve chosen my five favorite killers, and the top five who scare the beejeezus out of me.

Five Favorites:

5. Bluebeard.

Bluebeard is a special kind of killer. Yes, he’s a psychopath that has a nasty habit of dismembering his wives, but there’s always been something about him that draws in the reader. I mean, really all he’s looking for is a woman who he can trust. When the youngest daughter passes his test, he pretty much declares his undying love and affection.

4. The Mad Hatter

The particular incarnation of this character that I’m drawing on is from Zenescope’s Return to Wonderland comics. He’s a serial killer who tends to wear his victims skin as suits to impersonate them. But he’s got that killer smile and charm that tempts readers to root for him to live, just a bit longer, so that we can watch him in action.

3. Azazel (a.k.a. Yellow Eyes)

If you’ve seen my on Twitter or Facebook, you know that I’m a diehard Supernatural fan. While I enjoyed Lucifer, Azazel has always been my favorite villain (aside from Meg, of course). He reminds me of a used car sales man, in some ways—sort of swarmy, a little bit mean, and a whole lot of deadly. I loves him.

2. Sweeny Todd

A man hell-bent on revenge, killing people so his cohort can bake them into meat pies? Also, singing? Is there really any arguing that he’s made of awesome?

1. The Joker

Possibly the greatest villain of all time, in my oh-so-humble opinion. He’s well and truly crazy (and, really, what’s with the face paint?), but there is something about the Joker that raises the small hairs on the back of my neck in the best way possible. Plus, there’s his odd-love relationship with Harley Quinn. Joker is just made of win all around.

And now, on to the nasties!

5. Ghostface

Okay, so he/she technically isn’t just one character, but that’s what makes the Ghostface mask so damn scary. It could be anyone, absolutely anyone. And, since there’s nothing remotely paranormal about the killer, it makes someone with an overactive imagination (ahem *raises hand*) wonder if I get a call one night and end up chased around my house by a mask-wearing dude with a knife.

4. Jigsaw

Dude, this guy creates these terrible situations that no normal mind is going to even think of, and then scoops up people to try them out on. I can’t even sit through these movies because they freak me out so much. Some of these people who have “secrets” aren’t really that freaking terrible. *shudder*

3. It

There’s something so goddamn scary about clowns in general, but I blame Pennywise for my overwhelming fear of them. Saw this movie as a kid and sit have to fight the urge to devolve into flying fists of fury whenever I see a clown. Well played, Steven King, well played.

2. Freddy Kruegar

This guy kills you while you sleep. As in, you can’t freaking escape him. Ever. Because you have to sleep at some point. So a villain who kills you while you dream, who you can’t escape... Yeah, he’s one scary dude—even without the scarred face and razor glove.

1. Chucky

Let’s share a little story, shall we? When I was in grade school, my brothers made me watch Child’s Play, then sat my sister’s baby doll in my lap (complete with butter knife) and told me if I moved, it would kill me. To this day, I can’t sleep if there’s a doll in the room and the pitter-patter of little feet (and, GODS, that laugh) make me shriek like a school girl.



So that’s it!

My list of favorite and freaky killers! What are some of your favorites?

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Blurb:

Boone O'Keirna knows Ophelia is trouble the second he sees the way she moves. Not about to let the deadly little hellcat marry his sadistic half-brother, Boone pretends to be the Prince's emissary and kidnaps Ophelia. Too bad they can't be in the same room without him wanting to throw her out an airlock--or into bed.

Even as they fight each other--and their explosive attraction--Ophelia and Boone sense something is wrong. Too much is going their way. Soon, they realize while the cards may never lie, the truth is sometimes hidden between them...and the future king of Hansarda is not one to take defeat lying down.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Entangled Halloween Guest Post and Giveaway with Cate Lord


I never imagined Halloween would be one of the most important days of my life. I’ve never been a huge fan of Halloween, because, well, I’m a gigantic scaredy-cat. I’ve always been terrified of skeletons and mummies, maybe because my parents took me to the British Museum in London, England, when I was very young and I got freaked out by the shriveled, three-thousand-year-old corpses in the Ancient Egyptian section.

Part of my terror, I’m sure, is that I have a very good imagination (no wonder I’m a romance writer and my books have happy endings!). The stuff that happens in horror flicks? Even though I know the blood is fake and the people are actors and there are no such things as brain-sucking, eyeball-eating zombies who lurk under the floor before reaching up to yank down their prey? Well, no matter how miniscule the chance, that just might really happen to me.

Back to Halloween. Specifically, Halloween sixteen years ago. I was seven months pregnant, my belly as big as a beach ball, and I started having contractions. It was too early for me to go into labor; I had another five weeks to go until our daughter would be full term. As I lay in the hospital bed, hooked up to beeping machines with my worried husband and nurses hovering at my bed, I silently swore I would not have a baby on Halloween. A little pumpkin? Ha! No. Not happening. Nope.

But guess what? My daughter decided she was tired of the cramped accommodations and was delivered via emergency C-section. I’ve since learned that when my smart, beautiful, talented daughter wants to do something, she’ll find a way to do it—and that includes picking her own day to be born, thank you very much.

At our house, Halloween is a day for celebrating. Through the years, we’ve done parties where guests arrive in costume, served fun food like dirt cupcakes arranged on platters crawling with plastic spiders, and decorated with carved pumpkins and tissue paper ghosts. Nothing too scary. Because, after all, it’s a birthday first and foremost, our day to honor the special young lady who has inspired me and my husband in so many ways, some that have found their way into my novels.

If my daughter asked me for a party with skeletons and mummies? Well, she hasn’t yet. I doubt she ever will. Because, you see, she knows her mom is one scaredy-cat author.



Title: Lucky Girl
Author: Cate Lord
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: Novel
Launch Date: September 2011
ePub ISBN: 978-1-937044-20-6
Print ISBN: 978-1-937044-21-3

Jessica Devlin isn’t looking for love. Heartbroken after being dumped by her unfaithful ex-fiancĂ©, she’s determined to have a fabulous time during her vacation in England where she’ll be maid-of-honor at her cousin’s wedding. After working overtime as beauty editor of Orlando’s O Tart magazine, avoiding dating, and putting on ten pounds, Jess is ready to toss her past like an empty lipstick tube and party like a single gal.

But when she steps into the church on her cousin’s wedding day, she sees the one man who could sabotage her plan—James-Bond-gorgeous Nick Mondinello. She’s never forgotten the London marketing exec who held her in his arms after her beloved grandfather’s funeral two years ago. Ambitious, and lusted after by women everywhere, Nick is completely wrong for guarded, Plain Jane Jess.

Could Spy Man Nick ever fall for her? Nope. Not unless Jess is one lucky girl.

Find Lucky Girl at Amazon | Amazon UK | Barnes & Noble | Powell's | BAM | Diesel | Books On Board

About the Author:

Cate Lord is the contemporary pen name of multi‐award‐winning historical romance author Catherine Kean. Her novels have garnered numerous accolades, including two Reviewer’s Choice Awards and the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence.

Her books also finaled in the 2008 Next Generation Indie Book Awards and the 2008 National Readers’ Choice Awards.

Grateful for her wildly active imagination and plenty of story ideas, Cate is busy working on her next book. She lives in Central Florida with her husband,
daughter, and a very spoiled cat.

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An Entangled Halloween Guest Blog and Giveaway with Laura Kaye



Which Ghost Story Really Happened?
By Laura Kaye


I love a good ghost story—don’t you? And what better time of the year to tell them! So, in the spirit of Halloween, turn off your lights and read this post in the dark. Here’s the Halloween trick part of my post: which story actually happened? See down below for the Halloween treats I’m offering. Now, read on, faithful reader…

1)
Something woke Annie up. She rubbed her eyes and looked to the right. Her cousin Christine’s wide brown eyes peered back at her, just visible in the darkness. They were enjoying a rare sleepover together, and sharing Christine’s narrow twin bed.

“It’s really cold in here,” she whispered.

“I know.”

Christine’s eyes bulged as she looked over Annie’s shoulder toward the open doorway to the hallway. “What’s that?”

Annie turned her head, the hair rising on her arms, and was sure her expression mirrored Christine’s. A faint blue light lingered just outside the door.

Chris grabbed Annie’s hand under the blanket. “Something’s coming,” she rasped.

Annie felt the truth of her words deep in her tummy.

And then the light entered the room. Dull at first, and shaped like a small ball, the bluish glow crossed the room. Slowly. Steadily. The shape changed as it floated mid-air, elongated until it appeared the height of a short grown-up. On the far side of the room, at a door that went up to the old farmhouse’s attic, the hovering light paused. Christine’s grip became painful, but Annie squeezed just as tightly. Whatever was in the light, it was looking at them. Aware.

The lower half of the light widened, took the shape of an old-timey floor-length skirt. Annie felt inexplicably sad inside as she watched, in wide-eyed wonder, as the light disappeared through the door.

2)
“I’m going to go to McDonald’s for lunch, Mom. Be right back,” Jenny called.

Without waiting for a response, Jenny went out the backdoor and down the porch steps into the narrow alley between her townhouse and the bigger townhouse on the corner. They lived on the main street of a two-stoplight town, and it was a short walk to the brand new McDonalds. The neighboring townhouse was a stately red brick Victorian. The women who lived there, Miss Betty and Miss Patty, had never married, that Jenny knew of, and had lived together their whole lives. Only, recently, Miss Betty had fallen ill and, for the past two weeks, she’d been in the ICU unit at the hospital. Jenny knew that because her mom had checked in on Miss Patty to make sure she was doing okay.

Jenny started down the back yard, and movement caught her eye. She looked up and couldn’t help her huge smile. Miss Betty was walking up the sidewalk in the neighboring yard, the picture of health.

“Hi, Miss Betty. Glad you’re feeling better,” Jenny said.

Miss Betty smiled and kept walking toward the house.

Jenny had a spring in her step as she walked the two blocks down to the McDonald’s. Bag of food in hand, she hurried back, eager to tell her mom. She pushed through the screen door into the kitchen and called, “Mom, I’m back,” as the door sprang shut behind her.

Her mom walked into the kitchen, laundry basket on her hip. She seemed distracted as she set the basket on the table.

“Hey, guess what?”

“Hmm?” she asked.

“I just saw Miss Betty! She’s home. She looked great.”

Her mom whirled. “What?”

“Yeah. On the way to McDonald’s.” Jenny stuffed three French fries in her mouth.

“Jenny, that can’t be.”

Jenny shrugged. “I’m telling you. Didn’t even look like she was sick.”

“But Jenny, I just got off the phone with Miss Patty. Miss Betty died at the hospital this morning.”

3)
Maura became aware of the knocking slowly. She’d been deep into a book, and was nearly finished. As always, she tended to block out the rest of the world when a book got its hooks into her.

Knock. Knock.

She looked up from her Kindle. Paused. Listened. It was 11:30 at night, and everyone else in the house was asleep. Now that she paid attention, she realized she’d been hearing those two knocks at perhaps ten minute intervals for a while. And they weren’t the usual noises she knew the house made. They seemed to be coming form the center of the kids’ playroom. She could see the darkened doorway from where she sat on the living room couch.

Thoughts of her mom flooded her mind. Just a jumble of disconnected images and memories. All of her mom. Who had died nearly six years before of a stroke.

Maura chuckled. Everyone in her family believed in the supernatural. It was just a part of their growing up. So, when her mom had died so unexpectedly, she hoped and prayed her mother would find a way to visit her, send her a sign she was okay wherever she was. There were two instances when she thought that might’ve actually happened, but both were in the days and months after she died. Years ago, now.

Her ears on the alert and her nerves piqued, Maura turned back to her book. Within fifteen minutes, she finished, but though the knock had never returned, she was now freaked out. Knowing she was acting ridiculous, she turned on lights every step of the way as she walked to her bedroom and got ready to sleep.

She chuckled as she mentally tried to calm herself down. She thought, You know, I should say, ‘Hey Mom, if that’s you, knock three times this time.’ Maura shook her head at her wishful thinking and eventually her mind drifted off to her long to-do list for the next day.

Finally, sleep began to lure her, and Maura closed her eyes.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Maura’s eyes flew open, and stared at the wall behind her headboard, the one that connected with the unused guest room. Adrenaline sent her heart into a sprint, but just as quickly, she calmed, because she’d gotten what she asked for.

“Good night, Mama,” she said.

HALLOWEEN TREAT GIVEAWAY

Anyone else get chills?

Bwuhaha! Okay, so the Halloween trick is: guess which story(s) is/are true and leave the number in your comment!

Also, feel free to share a ghost story of your own—I love ‘em!

The Halloween treats are as follows: one commenter will win a $10 Amazon gift card and a complete signed set of my Romance Trading Cards from all four of my books!

Open to international contestants.

Comments with email addresses left through midnight EST 10/22 will be entered to win!

Check back at the end of the Entangled Halloween Party to learn the correct answer and see who won!

Thanks for reading! Have a boooktacular Halloween!

~Laura Kaye

And, just in time for Halloween…the gods are coming…

NORTH OF NEED – Book 1 in the Hearts of the Anemoi Series (releases 11/1)

Her tears called a powerful snow god to life, but only her love can grant the humanity he craves...

Desperate to escape agonizing memories of Christmas past, twenty-nine-year-old widow Megan Snow builds a snow family outside the mountain cabin she once shared with her husband, realizing too late that she's recreated the very thing she'll never have.

Called to life by Megan's tears, snow god Owen Winters appears unconscious on her doorstep in the midst of a raging blizzard. As she nurses him to health, Owen finds unexpected solace in her company and unimagined pleasure in the warmth of her body, and vows to win her heart for a chance at humanity.

Megan is drawn to Owen's mismatched eyes, otherworldly masculinity, and enthusiasm for the littlest things. But this Christmas miracle comes with an expiration--before the snow melts and the temperature rises, Megan must let go of her widow's grief and learn to trust love again, or she'll lose Owen forever.

Entangled Publishing Halloween Party


Welcome to the Entangled Publishing Halloween Party!


For the next two days Entangled authors will be sharing Halloween memories, Halloween short stories and offering lots of giveaways.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Coming October 20 and 21 the Entangled Halloween Party

Mark your calendars everyone

October 20 and 21 is the Entangled Authors Halloween Party
right here at Fang-tastic Books

There's going to be author guest blogs, flash fiction- and lots of Halloween fun

Oh and giveaways

Yes, there will be lots of giveaways!


Want to know who is going to be here?

 
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