And the winner is....

Many thanks go to Beth Gordon of Oregon, a super-fantastic person who shared the news of my latest blog giveaway!

Beth receives this wonderful dragon necklace for spreading the word. :)

Countdown to Halloween: First Awesome Giveaway!

EDIT: My friends have wisely pointed out that my ego is getting in the way of the fun! Instead of demanding that you prove you read my book, I will randomly give away the necklace to someone who Tweets or shares on Facebook about this giveaway. Yay!

For the next week, I am going to randomly give away marvelous jewelry that my characters,  John Jante, Valerie Tate, and Lance Soliel, think are funny and marvelous.

Don't you want him?

In honor of the most famous Halloween spook of all, Vlad Dracula, I am giving away this dark and dangerous dragon necklace.

Why a dragon?

Because Dracul means Dragon.

Because my heroine, Valerie Tate, wears a coat embroidered with a dragon.

All you have to do is share the news about this contest!

Dracula's Secret for sale here.
Dracula's Desires for sale here.

Dracula's Secret is on sale!

If you've been waiting to pick up Dracula's Secret, now is the time. It is only $1.99 over at Amazon. 

Buy it here!

As always, you can buy Dracula's Desires, Book Two of the Blood Wings series, here. 

More stuff from my bizarre brain.

I was singing along with Michael Jackson's Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough in the shower.

Instead of the chorus:

Keep On With The Force Don't Stop
Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough

I sang:

Go on, to the Post Office
Don't stop 'til you drop it off....


Keep on dropping it off, folks!

Linda Mercury

Dracula's Secret - to buy, click here
Dracula's Desires- to buy, click here

Taste the Desire, Part Five

Chapter One, continued.

As he neared her door, he reached inside his suit jacket. Like a magician pulling a chainsaw from a top hat, the former angel drew a pistol the size of Valerie’s forearm.

Valerie raised an eyebrow. Or he could be the universe’s stupidest assassin.

She assessed her situation.

     Him: Older, meaner, with the advantage of calling high-powered backup.

     Her: Pregnant, tired, hungry, pissed-off, and trapped in a small enclosed space.

     The odds were bad.

     Just the way she liked it.

Taste the Desire, Part Four

Chapter One, continued.

His lack of originality told Valerie that this was not one of the Fallen who had chosen to ride the Wheel to redemption. He had remained loyal to Lucifer. In short, Lucifer’s cannon fodder. His slow ramble toward her dilapidated room did not reveal any danger. He might be insipid, but he also might be good for a laugh.

The dusty gravel cracked and rolled under his feet. His suit rubbed against itself, the expensive fabric shushing in a pleasing fashion. He was making sure she knew he was there. If he’d been coming to kill her, he would have materialized in her room and destroyed her as she lay resting.

As the Fallen neared her door, his innately chaotic nature tugged at her already-sensitive nipples. Paranormal beings had been created to keep the Fallen company. Perhaps this one came to provide solace for her heartbroken state, one lost creature to another. She wouldn’t love him, but at least they would understand each other.

Besides, she had heard the best way to get over someone was to get under someone else. She doubted it, though. Since the 1400s, Valerie had bared herself to only two lovers: her wife, Ilona, and then Lance. Each of them had destroyed her, freezing her emotions with devastating regret and fear.

Sadly, she set aside any thoughts of a distracting seduction.