Forget the Housework, I'm Reading....: Hoppin the Boxes!

Welcome to my stop for Hoppin the Boxes Today I'll be featuring Cheryl Bradshaw

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There are Over 60 stops - with plenty of excerpts, information and a giveaway!

These Eight Authors are presenting their Boxed Sets with Excerpts, Character Bios, and Prizes

Barbara Silkstone with the Wendy Darlin Tomb Raider Boxed Set

Cheryl Bradshaw with the Sloan Monroe Boxed Set

Christy Hayes and the Golden Rule Bundle

Donna Fasano and the Single Daddy Club Boxed Set

Faith Mortimer and the Diana Rivers Mystery Set

M.P. McDonald and the Mark Taylor Omnibus

Melissa F. Miller and the Sasha McCandles Series

Sibel Hodge and the Sibel Hodge Box Set

This tour will run from 11 – 18 November

Giveaways!

Reader drawing is international

Grand Prize Winner : $60 Giftcard to Amazon or Barnes and all eight boxed sets

First Prize Winner: $40 Giftcard and all eight box set

Second Prize winner - 4 (winner’s choice) boxed sets (see the giveaway tool at the bottom of the post!)

And now.. I present

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Sloane Monroe Series, Books 1-3 ~ Purchase Now: Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo BLACK DIAMOND DEATH: Book 1 Enter the world of Sloane Monroe in Black Diamond Death... On the slopes of Park City, Utah’s newest ski resort a woman is found dead. At first glance, it has all the makings of an accident. But what if she was murdered? Although skeptical, PI Sloane Monroe takes the case and learns not everyone is who they seem, and some will go to any lengths to protect their identity. SINNERMAN: Book 2 PI Sloane Monroe has solved every case that’s come across her desk with the exception of one—the brutal murder of her sister Gabrielle. Three years have passed without a trace of the serial killer until today, when a young woman’s body is discovered on a patch of dirt in front of the local supermarket. Will Sloane exact her revenge before Sinnerman slays his next victim, or will she be too late? I HAVE A SECRET: Book 3 It’s been twenty years since PI Sloane Monroe has returned to her hometown of Tehachapi, California, but when a former classmate is stabbed and tossed overboard during the high school reunion cruise, Sloane isn’t about to allow a murderer to run free in her own backyard. But in a town where everyone is harboring secrets, how many more men will die before she discovers the truth? EXCERPT – BLACK DIAMOND DEATH – SLOANE MONROE SERIES #1 Purchase Now: Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo

Charlotte’s Last Breath The air was calm, but I was restless. I had a decision to make so I did what I always do when push comes to shove, I shoved back, but not in the way one might think. Skiing had always been my release. There was something about being surrounded by fresh powder and clean, open air that reminded me of what it felt like to be alive again. I would stand on a mountaintop with a world of trouble on my mind, but it didn’t matter. Every care always dissolved just like the snow soon would, leaving tiny patches of white, mere remnants of a ski slope that once provided the town’s entertainment for the season. In a few minutes I’d have lunch with Audrey and do something that didn’t come easy, tell her the truth. I never lied to her; I just preferred keeping things to myself. I rounded the last narrow pass on the slope and travelled downhill through the trees. My tongue had gone numb over the past couple house, and each time my teeth hit against it, I felt nothing, like my tongue wasn’t even there. My throat felt like a strand of lit matches were pressed hard against it. Was I getting sick? The flu had made its way around town, but if it was the flu, why had I lost all the feeling in my face? I ran my gloved hand across my goggles, but it didn’t help. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again, but the trail in front of me was still a blur. With what little force I had left, I jammed my poles into the snow and tried to stop, but the slope was too steep, and I couldn’t bend my hands or even move them. My fingers felt like long shards of ice, and in one simultaneous motion they launched a mass of frozen liquid throughout my body. What was happening to me? In a panic I gasped for air, but there wasn’t any. I tried to cry out, but I was alone, and in my hysteria it hit me. I had felt a similar feeling before, like my body was giving out on me and I knew what it meant: I was dying.

EXCERPT – SINNERMAN – SLOANE MONROE SERIES #2 Purchase Now: Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo

Sam grabbed an unused diaper from the passenger seat and pushed his car door open. At the same time, the woman unlocked her passenger-side door and bent down and placed the sack of groceries on the seat of her car. She was too preoccupied to hear him approach. “Excuse me,” he said. The woman retracted out of the car and turned and faced him. “Do I know you?” she said. “I’m sorry to bother you,” he said with a crooked smile, “but do you know how to change a diaper?” She looked at the diaper in his hand and then back at him. “Why do you ask?” “My sister asked me to watch my nephew for a few hours, and I can’t seem to get the darn thing on right.” He angled the diaper in the direction of his car. “I’m parked right over there,” he said. “Do you think you could help me?” The woman hesitated and studied the man’s car for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders. “I really need to get home,” she said. The man smiled, but not just any smile. It was one he’d practiced in the mirror over and over again until it conveyed what he needed it to: trust me. “It will only take a minute,” he said. They walked over to Sam’s car, and he was careful to remain a few paces behind her. He glanced over his left shoulder and then his right. All was still, and since the store closed in five minutes, he was certain it would remain that way. He watched the woman peek through the window of his car and relished the startled look on her face when she didn’t see a baby. With a perplexed look, she turned and faced him. “Where’s the—” The man reached into the front pocket of his hoodie with all the calmness of a drug addict who’d just smoked a bag of weed and pulled out a needle and inserted it into her shoulder. In an instant her body went limp and she sagged into him. Happy anniversary, he thought.

EXCERPT – I HAVE A SECRET – SLOANE MONROE SERIES #3 Purchase Now: Amazon § Barnes § iTunes § Kobo

Beside the door a shadow emerged and gravitated in his direction. Doug hunched over to get a better look, but his eyes played tricks on him, and everything was a haze. The figure halted. Doug squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again, but the image in front of him was still a blur. And then it occurred to him—whoever lurked there seemed too tall to be his pint-sized wife. “Is that you, Candice?” he said. “Because I’m still not interested. I love my wife. You have to stop this—right now.” The figure shook its head but did not speak. Since the first day of the reunion cruise Candice had stalked him, showing up at the same excursions he was on with Trista and making obscene gestures whenever Trista glanced the other way. The mere sight of her made Doug’s insides feel like they were on a continual roller coaster, and he just wanted to get off. On the second night, Candice had even cornered him in the hallway and slammed him up against one of the guest rooms. Doug had more than his fair share of drinks that night, but he’d managed to shove her off him before he stumbled down the hall to his cabin where Trista was waiting.

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