Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Sneak peeks, free reads and a holiday contest from Misty Evans

Good morning and happy holidays!

For my story contribution today, I’ve giving you a peek at the Tickle My Fantasy print anthology, out this month in time for Christmas. It’s got a sexy red and white cover and my story, WITCHES ANONYMOUS, is one of four light-hearted paranormal tales sure to delight the book worm on your Christmas list (maybe that’s you!) I’m posting the blurb for each of the stories and giving you an excerpt from mine below.

Tomorrow, you can download my Christmas free read, WHITE COLLAR CHRISTMAS, at http://authors.thesamhellion.com/ . Throw an undercover FBI rookie together with a devilishly handsome art forgerer and see who ends up on Santa’s naughty list!

Play and win! From now until December 24th, you can enter the Rockin' Around the Raven Tree Christmas Tree Scavenger Hunt. I’m one of thirty authors who’ve joined together this Christmas to offer readers a chance to win a Sony Pocket Reader, a $50 prepaid Visa and a $25 Amazon gift certificate. For details, visit http://www.ravenhappyhour.com/Rockin_Raven_Xmas_Tree_Contest .

So grab a cup of coffee and tell me what’s on your Christmas wish list this year. Those who comment on this blog by midnight tonight will be entered in a drawing for a free ecopy of one of my books. (You can read blurbs and excerpts of all of them at http://www.readmistyevans.com/ .)

Please be sure to include your email addy in your comment. Good luck and happy reading!

Tickle My Fantasy by Misty Evans, Sela Carsen, Vivi Andrews and M.K. Mancos
Cover art by Natalie Winters

Carolina Wolf by Sela Carsen - Debra knows that the teensy amount of witchcraft in her veins isn’t worth getting excited about. Yet someone—or something—thinks it’s worth attacking her. Rescuing her seals Maddox’s fate, but only if he can protect her from a rogue of his kind. A werewolf with a nasty streak…and a preference for raw meat.

The Ghost Shrink, the Accidental Gigolo and the Poltergeist Accountant by Vivi Andrews - Lucy is doomed. Not to death. To nightly visits from recently deceased Casanovas without the bodies to scratch her itch. Then a living fantasy arrives on her doorstep. Is her dry spell at an end? Not hardly. Jake has been sent to prevent her from getting laid until a particular horny phantom—and key witness in his investigation—pays her a visit.

ParaMatch.com by MK Mancos - Even though she lives without a paranormalady, Lucille has managed to carve a niche for herself with a paranormal matchmaking service. Enter Jager, deposed king of the Titans and successful paratrader. She can match anyone, except him. She doesn’t know that he’s out to negotiate the deal of a lifetime—a future with her.

Witches Anonymous by Misty Evans - Amy is done with Devil-worshipping. After swearing an oath never to use magic again, she’s in the market for a normal guy to complement her new lifestyle. And Adam looks like perfect hero material. Lucifer, however, isn’t about to be nice about letting her go…

Warning: This book contains hunky werewolves, smart-ass women (and men who think that’s sexy), magic, angels, medieval legends, inter-species romance, disco music and flatulent Boxers. (The dogs, not the underwear.)


In a room full of witches, you’d think I wouldn’t stand out. You’d be wrong.
My name is Amy Atwood and I’m a witch. Not one of those goodie-two-shoes Wiccans. No, I’m a Satan-worshipping, Devil-made-me-do-it witch.
However, after catching Lucifer performing a particularly wicked hex act with Emilia, my sister—a tried and true Wiccan—I turned my back on the Devil. I didn’t exactly expect him to be faithful, but bewitching it with my sister? High ick factor. So, no more casting spells to entertain him. No more curses to carry out his desires. No more witchery of any kind.
That’s why I was attending my first Witches Anonymous meeting. Glancing around at the faces staring back at me, with their raised eyebrows and thinned lips, I suddenly realized the last part of my introduction, about the Wiccans, I said out loud. In a room full of the goodie-two-shoes sisters.
Way to go, Amy. Stepping on broomsticks in less than thirty seconds. A new record, even for me.
Too bad I couldn’t cast a spell and enchant them all, but I’d sworn an oath to stay clean. Because magic is a slippery slope. Even one small curse or spell could put me on the downhill slide back to Lucifer. So far, I was sticking to my oath. I was good now. Normal.
Yeesh. The thought made me shudder.
Anxiously caressing the square of Dove chocolate stowed in the pocket of my jacket, I gave the witches in the room my most charming smile, full of ear-to-ear goodness. I’d promised myself if I got through the meeting, I could have the chocolate.
And there wasn’t much I wouldn’t do for a Dove.
The door behind me opened, saving me from making a false apology. A tall, good-looking guy with a determined look on his face pulled up short as he took in the circle of women. His T-shirt was a bit too tight and his jeans a bit too loose, but his boots were high-quality leather with snappy silver toes peeking out from beneath the frayed hems of his pant legs.
That’s what I call goodness.
His intense brown eyes looked intelligent when his gaze locked with mine. “Uh, hi,” he stammered, his focus dropping to my mouth. It stayed there a second too long before returning to meet my eyes. Thank the devil I’d worn my plum lip gloss. “Is this room 12A? I was looking for the Harley Brothers meeting.”
Men and Harleys? Now that was my kind of group. “I’m Amy.” I stepped forward to extend my hand. “I was looking for that meeting, too. It must be down the hall.”
The grin that passed over his face showed me one perfect dimple. He took my hand with confidence, his warm skin kissing mine like a lover as he pulled me toward him. I noticed an apple with an arrow piercing the core tattooed on his right arm.
“Let’s get out of here, then,” he said, “and let these fine women get back to their…whatever meeting.”
Out in the hall, I put my hand over my mouth and giggled. “Your timing is perfect. You just saved me from being burned at the stake.”
Up close, his brown eyes looked like the color of the Dove in my pocket. The dimple reappeared. “Rescuing damsels in distress is one of my specialties.”
I’d never considered myself a damsel in distress. However, the dimple won me over, saving him from a sharp rebuke. I found myself wondering if his eyes got darker, like melted chocolate, when he got mad.
Or horny.
He took my hand again. Soft warmth enveloped it. “I’m Adam Foster.”
Instantly, I thought of Bananas Foster. Yummy. My mind was already casting a circle of lust around us when I caught myself.
No spells. No charms.
No fun.
“Nice to meet you, Adam Foster.” I took my hand back, wishing I could curse Lucifer and Emilia for forcing me to embrace goodness and normalcy. “I better let you get to your meeting.”
“You’re not coming?”
“No.” I glanced at the door to Room 13C and shuffled my feet. “I swore an oath to be good. I have to go back to this one.”
“Back to the stake, huh?”
“You could say that.”
He gave me a nod. “Maybe after our meetings, we could grab an ice cream?”
A Harley-riding, tattooed man who wanted to go for ice cream? Normalcy wasn’t all that bad.
And revenge on Lucifer, whether by stake or by mortal torment, was extremely satisfying. “I’d love to.”
“Meet you outside later?”
“I’ll be there.”
As he walked away, I watched the back of his dark brown hair brush his neck and thought about touching that same spot with my fingers. When Lucifer discovered I’d taken a new boyfriend—a human one, no less—he’d be mad as hell.
Who says being a good witch isn’t fun?



Mary Eason said...

Welcome, Misty. I think the Grinch is working on our times today. Hopefully you are fixed and can post from here on out. I look forward to reading more about your work.

Mary Eason

Misty Evans said...

Thanks, Mary! I'm thrilled to be here with you and all the other terrific authors for your Christmas Extravaganza.

The Grinch and I go way back, so I know all about his tricks. LOL. I'm here and will be around most of the day.

Thanks again for having me and I enjoyed your go-go boot story!

Michelle said...

On my list:
Gerard Butler wearing a big red bow and nothing else (somehow I don't think I'll be getting that), a Nook, a $5000 gift card to Neiman Marcus for shoes, a $5000 gift card to the Coach store, and lots of time with my loved ones! :)

Misty Evans said...

So you're on Santa's Naughty List, right, Michelle?!!? LOL. I ditto the gift cards for shoes and Coach merchandise. Let's live the dream together, shall we?

Thanks for stopping by.

Colleen said...

My list... unlimited books, an ebook reader, and a shopping spree... ;)

Happy Holidays

Misty Evans said...

Colleen, your wish list sounds great for the coming winter months. I love my ereader and my pile of books grows daily.

Be sure to enter the Rockin Raven Scavenger Hunt mentioned in my post and maybe your wish will come true!


Colleen said...

Oops forgot my e-mail
greenshamrock AT go DOT com

Cathy M said...

Hi Misty,

My Christmas list is pretty easy this year, just some new flannel pjs, slippers and gc's for books. I have a reader already and love, love it.


Misty Evans said...

Hi Cathy! Yes, flannel pjs are a must. It's so cold here, I was tempted to put two sets on last night. Brrr...

I hope you get everything on your list!


Chiron said...

I love your Witches series!!

Hmmm... my Christmas list?

My wishes are more for non-material goodies:

Energy, discipline, focus and motivation to write like crazy in the new year.

A fabulous agent.

A publishing contract. (Oh yeah, Santa Baby, just fold the paper and it will fit nicely into my stocking... um, better not put the agent there though, that could get ugly)

Enough inspiration to write dozens and dozens of new books. *drool*

I've been a very, VERY good girl (except when I've been naughty) and so, Santa Baby, hurry down the chimney tonight!

--Chiron O'Keefe
Motivation for Writers every week at
The Write Soul: www.chironokeefe.blogspot.com

Misty Evans said...

Hi Chiron. (waving madly)

I could use a few of those presents myself. No way I'm going to finish all my Christmas to-do's before the big day.

Santa and I are like this (crosses fingers) so I'll put in a good word about the agent and contract, but honestly, you're such a talented writer, you probably don't need Santa's help in landing both!

Happy holidays,

sherry said...

The main thing I would love for Christmas is a ereader I don't really see getting one right now. I would love books or gift cards for books.


Misty Evans said...

Hubby played Santa this morning and pulled Sherry's name from the hat!

Congratulations, Sherry! I'll be in touch!

Thanks again to Mary and to all of you who visited my blog posts today.

Happy Holidays!