Archive for September 5th, 2008

The Hunt Is On!!


Guess what this month is? It’s the blog’s Anniversary/Birthday! I started this blog, with the help of Nancy, last year as part of Romance Reader at Heart. It was to be a book blog for me to talk about books and authors since I love to read. What better way to share the love then to ask authors to be my guests and talk about whatever they wanted? And have giveaways? *G*

To celebrate this milestone, I’ve created a little game with the help of some fantastic authors.

Another Scavenger Hunt. (Feel free to cheer right about now.) *G*

I haven’t gotten all the prizes together yet but one lucky winner will receive a box filled with many many books (at last count, it was almost 20 books.) *G*

All you have to do is find the peach rose that looks like this:

You have to let me know what author’s website it was on PLUS what page it was on. Just giving me the author’s website URL will not work for this hunt. I need BOTH the URL and what page/URL the peach rose was found on. Yes, it’s more work on your part, but the reward is much bigger than the last hunt I did.

Scavenger Hunt will last from today until September 30th. Winner will be announced by October 5th. Winner will have until October 10, 2008 to claim their prize(s). If I don’t hear from them, a new winner will be chosen that night.

This hunt will have you going to several different sites, so please make note of the answers I need for each and every one before you go to the Book Entry Form to fill out the answers. By the time you finish the hunt, you should have 17 answers for me.

I’ll start you off here on the blog with the first website involved in the hunt. I hope you have fun with it and please remember the rules! 🙂

***ETA: I’ve checked out all the websites for the image/link. All are in working order but if you have any problems going from website to website, email me at mad@romancereaderatheart.com and I’ll check and see what’s up.

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Our last interview of the week is a dual one. Today, we’re joined by husband and wife Martin and Monica Davenant. Thank you both so much for joining us today.

Monica: It’s a pleasure.

Martin: Yeah. Charmed, I’m sure. (He fishes a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and puts one in his mouth.)

Q: I’m sorry. There’s no smoking allowed in here.

Martin: (lighting the cigarette) So sue me. I’ll give you my attorney’s card.

Monica: Martin…

(They exchange long, mutual glares, and then he sighs heavily, tucks the lit end of the cigarette under the toe of his shoes, grinding it out against the floor.)

Martin: There. Happy now?

Monica: I must apologize for Martin. We’ve been on the road for several days now. I’m afraid it’s taking its toll on him,

Q: You’re following Tessa, aren’t you? Your wife?

Monica: His SIXTH wife.

Martin: My BITCH of a wife. Yes. We’re following Tessa. She’s a liar and a thief and a goddamn lousy bitch and when I find her, I’m going to wear out her ass with the back side of my belt.

Q: A thief? What do you mean?

Martin: I mean she took something that didn’t belong to her. She took something that belonged to me — something very goddamn important to me. Something I want back. I’m going to get it back, too — and by Christ, I tell you, she’s never going to walk without a limp again.

Q: What did she take?

Martin: That’s none of your business. It’s not important — it’s mine and that’s all you need to worry about.

Q: She’s pregnant with your child, isn’t she? Are you concerned about the safety and well-being of the baby?

Monica: Of course we are. Children are precious among the Brethren. A single male heir could make all of the difference for the Davenant clan.

Q: How do you mean?

Monica: I mean the Nobles have had power over us all. The clan with the most male heirs has authority over the Brethren and controlling interest in our collective wealth — the Bloodhorse distillery, tobacco company, the race horses, all of it. And for centuries, all of that power, all of that money — it’s belonged to Augustus Noble.

Q: Tessa’s grandfather.

Monica: He’s a bastard. And don’t shush me, either, Martin. I’m not a goddamn child. What’s he going to do? Hear me? He’s a hundred miles away at least, and not even his telepathy’s that good. He’s a goddamn bastard — makes the rest of the Brethren men like Martin scrape and slave while he lives like a king, spending our money — OUR money, all of the Brethren clans — on anything he wants. Look at this… (She holds something up from around her neck — a necklace with a large green gemstone pendant) He bought this for his first wife, Eleanor. With money that belonged to ALL of us. He’d fly her all around the world, shower her with clothes and jewelry, fur coats and handbags, and the two of them would flaunt it, all of it, all over the compound. He’d all but dare anyone to say anything about it, challenge him. Bastard. I’d suffer a dozen again of his ill-begotten granddaughters in the Davenant house if it means they’ll give us enough sons to take him down, once and for all, strip his power once and for all.

Q: If he gave that to Tessa’s grandmother, how did you…?

Monica: …get it? I took it from the haughty little bitch when she married my husband. She had the audacity to wear it into my house — under MY goddamn roof, can you believe it? And then she had the nerve to say that it BELONGED to her, as if she was still in her grandfather’s house and had any claim to anything in the world. I don’t care whose granddaughter she is — she’s a Davenant now and a Brethren woman, besides — and a SIXTH wife. She has nothing. She IS nothing.

Q: But as first wife, you have more privileges?

Martin: She doesn’t have shit. (He reaches for his cigarettes again, gets a glower from Monica, then sticks them back in his pocket)

Monica: Not yet. But I will. We will. (She slips her hand against Martin’s.) Martin is next in line to be the Davenant clan Elder, you know. And if the Davenant house has the most male heirs…and dominance…of course, there will be some benefit to me. Just as there was to Eleanor Noble.

Q: What will happen when you find Tessa?

Martin: I’ll beat the shit out of her, that’s what…

Monica: (interjecting, her voice nearly overlapping) We’ll return her to Kentucky, of course, where she’ll be allowed to see her pregnancy safely through…

Martin: …with her goddamn arms and legs tied to the bed posts…

Monica: …until she can deliver the baby.

Martin: And then I’m going to wear her out with my fists — and that’s if it’s a boy. If she gives me a goddamn daughter, I’m going to throw them both in a goddamn ditch and bury them alive.

Monica: I keep trying to tell him there’s another way to dominance, but he won’t listen. If we find Tessa, we could find her brother, Brandon, too…

Martin: She thinks if we kill Brandon, then we’d be one heir closer to dominance. The clans would be even, then, the Davenants and the Nobles.

Monica: They would have to share power.

Martin: No — my father would get to share power. I’m not the clan Elder yet. Allistair is. You think Augustus is a son of a bitch? (laughs) Allistair Davenant makes him look like Barney the Goddamn Dinosaur. If he gets his hands on any sort of power among the Brethren — shared or otherwise — you’d better bet your ass that things will change. Everything we know — all of the Brethren — will change.

Monica: (smiling sweetly) And I, for one, can hardly wait.

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