Secret Santa Blog Hop

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I hope you’re having fun with this hop. Thank you so much for visiting my blog. I’m so glad you’re here! Here's an excerpt from my latest release, Holiday Jinx. Read on for the question you'll need to answer to be entered in to receive a prize. Holiday Jinx blurb: It’s the most wonderful time of the year…unless you’re single and lonely. Jinx—one of Santa’s elves—is in trouble with the Big Guy. She’s been charged with bringing holiday happiness to Christopher Ragan, CEO of Wonderous Toys. It’s a big job especially when he’s more attached to the bottom of a bottle than helping his fellow man. She’s got enough trouble without spilling the secrets of the North Pole, but then along comes Natalie Burnes, a newbie CEO of Enchanted Toys and in trouble of a hostile takeover from Christopher’s company. The woman literally crashes Christopher’s vacation plans in a tucked away Michigan cabin---and the sparks start flying. As if Jinx’s job of matchmaking the toy makers isn’t hard enough, she’s got to stay one step ahead of the North Pole patrol and keep out of sight of the humans. No way is she gonna screw up and lose her magic again. If the humans can’t find happiness and love by Christmas, Jinx forfeits her chance of seeing her true love too. What’s an elf to do? Buy it at: Itunes, Smashwords, Kindle, and Nook.

Excerpt

“Ouch! What the—” Chris bolted upright, his head spinning and gut churning. He pressed his hand to his temple. “Son of a—” “I’m sorry to have hit you.” The voice came from behind him. Chris struggled to open his stinging, dry eyes. “Go away. Leave me in peace.” “I don’t get any peace. Neither do you.” “Whatever,” he muttered, rubbing the top of his head where she’d smacked him before flopping back facedown on the sofa. “Why did you hit me?” “You were snoring so loudly I was afraid you would draw the attention of the grizzly prowling around out there.” That’s odd. There wasn’t any sign of a bear when I arrived. With great effort, he turned his head toward the grating, cheery voice that sounded like an older version of a munchkin who’d overdosed on happy pills. Am I so drunk I’m hearing voices and thinking I’ve been hit? He swallowed, but there was no saliva left in his parched throat. “I’m going crazy.” He took in the little person standing beside his couch. His visitor had red hair and brown eyes that stared with exasperation down at him. She carried a candy-cane gun on the ribbon holster on her hip and wore jeweled slippers on her tiny feet. Wow, I’m seeing things. Who’d wear slippers in weather like this? He took in the disarranged room around the new arrival. Tinsel was scattered all over the floor. That was a sure sign that he’d had too much to drink. There hadn’t been any of the shiny stuff around here when he’d arrived. And he sure as hell wasn’t one for decorating for the holidays. Not since his life had fractured around him. He didn’t have much to celebrate. So I’m seeing and hearing things. I need to stop drinking. Her laughter chimed like delicate bells that went straight to his head to clang with brutal force against his brain. “Nope, you’re not seeing things.” She’s reading my mind. “Thank goddess you’re finally awake…now.” No matter how drunk I am, I can’t be hearing and seeing things both. “Think what you like if it’ll help get you sober,” she said without an ounce of pity for his poor, pounding head. Chris shut out the jumbled thoughts piercing his brain. They only served to heighten his anxiety. And this voice and vision before him wasn’t helping matters. He rubbed at his throbbing head. “I don’t want to be sober. Leave me alone, you annoying creature thing.” God, I’m talking to this illusion. Snap out of it, Reagan. “I’m an elf, not a creature. Not a thing. An elf. Get it right. And do it quick. I don’t have time to mess with a drunk. You stink like a five-day-old dirty sock. I don’t even want to check out how rank your breath is. Go take a shower. You’re expecting company.” Chris closed his eyes and rolled to his side, shutting her out. “I don’t want any company. Go away.” Some dream I’m having. In his mind appeared the words, You’re not dreaming. And I’m leaving as soon as I’m satisfied you’re spruced up nice and fine for your guest. “Holy shit, you can read my mind.” He whipped back around so fast he thought his stomach dropped to his toes. “And you put your thoughts in my head. I thought it was just me but…” The hard shove against his shoulder sent his head reeling. Her words were just as disorienting, but at least this time they were out loud. “Get moving. She’ll be here any minute.” “I told you,” he growled, leaning forward and glaring her down. His head protested, pain beating against his temple. “I don’t want any company, especially of the female sort.” You do smell pretty ripe. Would it kill you to clean up a little? Put on some coffee. You’ll feel better. “Stop invading my mind.” He lurched to his feet, the room whirling around him. He held on to the arm of the couch for support. Don’t panic. There’s no mind manipulation here. Remember, Reagan, you’ve been on a two-day drinking marathon. You needed a good cleanup this morning. Get your head out of your ass, man, and move. This little person thing will go away once you wake up.

Question

What kind of bear did Jinx say she noticed lurking outside the cabin? A. Grizzly B. A brown bear Leave your answer below for your chance to win a $5 Kindle, Nook or Smashwords gift card. Don’t forget to leave your email address so I can contact you. I’ll draw the winner using random.org. Only one comment per person necessary. And remember, you have up to three ways to win the big prize from all the bloggers participating in this hop. 1. Follow my blog. 2. Answer my question. 3. Leave a comment too. Do all three, and you'll receive three entries for your chance to win the big prize, a Kindle Fire. :)

Blog tour

I’m in the middle of a blog tour for this book. I’d love to see you drop by at one or all of the blogs. You can find out the details here. I'll be at my pal Jodi Redford's blog on the 23rd and giving away a copy of Holiday Jinx at The Romance Studio Then on the 31st, I'll be continuing my blog tour at Novel Reflections. Good luck, happy hopping and happy holidays! For more blog hopping fun and prizes, head back to the blog hop site. Bio: Abbey MacInnis is a published author of Contemporary Western romance. Along with Contemporary, she writes Historical, Paranormal and erotic romance. Whether she’s being swept off her feet by a Medieval knight, regency rake, or cowboy or cop, her heroes are always strong men who’ll love their women unconditionally. On most days, Abbey can be found at her computer, penning her latest tale. A tale where love, respect, and passion combine to create a satisfying and happy ending. She invites you to step in to the pages of her romances, to leave your worries behind and get swept up in her world. Visit me on my website my blog Like me Follow me on Twitter See what I’m reading at Good Reads