1) I would like Cupid to shoot, J.R. Ward's Zsadist (Lover Awakened) just for me. Of course, Zsadist would probably rip the guy's wings off, but that's all part of the job! Of all the Brothers, I love Zsadist because his scars ran the deepest, his sense of self was the most shattered, he felt the least worthy of love, his need for redemption was the greatest and his achieving of it the most powerful. I am a completely bonded female, so beware. ;) I'm so bonded, in fact, that I have three copies of this book: 1) my read and re-read copy, 2) my signed paperback, 3) my signed hard cover from J.R. Ward's recent virtual signing (only, I have no idea exactly what the inside says because the wrapping's too pretty to remove LOL!)
2) I also have to say I'm completely in love with my own most recent hero, Chrysander Notos from South of Surrender (Hearts of the Anemoi #3, releases May 28, 2013). Here's the heroine's first glimpse of Chrys - note: they've just met under, shall we say, very strange circumstances and the heroine is nearly blind. She has a disease called retinitis pigmentosa and only retains a very small percentage of her central vision in one eye:
Blond hair. Longish. Angled jaw. Muscled shoulder. Bare muscled shoulder.
Laney gasped and cut her gaze away, half of her afraid of what else she might see if she continued to scan her gaze over him, and half of her dying to know.
“You don’t have a shirt on.”
“This is so crazy,” she whispered to herself. She cleared her throat. “Please tell me you’re not naked.”
“I’m not naked.”
Laney looked. Scanned. Jeans. She released a long breath. “Good. That’s good.”
AND I have another treat for you! The cover reveal for my newly updated cover for this book! Looky looky!
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3) The third hero Cupid could nab for me is also one of my own, and he's also the feature of my GIVEAWAY! Brady Scott from One Night with a Hero (Heroes #2). Here's the heroine's first impression of Brady:
Tall. Built. Light-brown hair kissed by the sun with a hint of blond. All that lean, bare muscle. The way his running shorts had hung low enough to reveal the cut of his hips. Sex on a freaking stick.
And a soldier to boot. Bet he looked seriously fine in his dress uniform. Panties probably dropped at the mere sight—thongs, too. Maybe even like the one she was currently wearing.
I'm giving away 3 signed paperbacks of this book for the blog hop giveaway! Just fill out the Rafflecopter and you're good to go! Contest is open to international and ends at midnight EST on February 18. Good luck! And thanks for hopping by!