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High in my tower I sit. I watch the birds fly below, the clouds float above, and the tall, green forest stretch to places I might never see.
Mama, who isn’t my mother, has kept me hidden away for many years. My only companions, besides Mama, are my books–great adventures, mysteries, and romances that I long to make my reality. But I know that no one will come to save me–my life is not a fairy tale after all.
Well, at least no one has come so far. Recently, my hair has started to grow rapidly and it’s now long enough to reach the bottom of the tower from my window. I’ve also had the strangest dreams of a beautiful, green-eyed man.
When Mama isn’t around, I plan my escape, even if it’s just for a little while. There’s something–maybe someone–waiting for me out there and it won’t find me if I’m trapped here towering above it all.
Bewitching can be a beast. . .
Once, I put a curse on a beastly and arrogant high school boy. That one turned out all right. Others didn’t.
I go to a new school now—one where no one knows that I should have graduated long ago. I’m not still here because I’m stupid; I just don’t age.
You see, I’m immortal. And I pretty much know everything after hundreds of years —except for when to take my powers and butt out.
I want to help, but things just go awry in ways I could never predict. Like when I tried to free some children from a gingerbread house and ended up being hanged.
After I came back from the dead (Immortal, remember?!), I tried to play matchmaker for a French prince and ended up banished from France forever. And that little mermaid I found in the Titanic lifeboat? I don’t even want to think about it.
Now, a girl named Emma needs me. I probably shouldn’t get involved, but her gorgeous stepsister is conniving to the core. I think I have just the thing to fix that girl and it isn’t an enchanted pumpkin.
Although you never know what will happen when I start….
Sometimes, the only one a girl can confide in is her blog!
Subject: Fresh Start
Listening to: “Medea” (the opera named for the mythological woman who killed her kids just to bug her ex-husband. …Reminds me of my mother.)
Weight: 112 lbs.
For most people, the word “diva” means brilliant, talented, over-the-top and glamorous. I, OTOH, seemed to be trapped in the not-very-glamorous life of a cheerleader wannabe with serious ex-boyfriend issues and a permanent yo-yo diet.
At least until the day I auditioned for Miami High School of the Arts and– got in! All I had to do was convince my mother, the cosmetics salesperson with mythically bad taste in clothes and men, that going downtown to hang with the music geeks was a good idea. I had to blackmail her to do it, but I’m here, a diva wannabe and not so sure I can cut it.
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