Today is the lunch day for my friend, Rebekah Camplbell's Living In The Dark
She is here today to give you an excerpt and talk about her excitement.
It completely baffles me that LitD is now out there in the real world but it feels like the greatest adventure I'm going to embark on. Yes, that was completely cheesy....I apologise. It's so difficult to pick an excerpt when every sentence is so dear to me but I thought I'd go with this one. Eric is one of my favourite characters, every scene I wrote him into had me grinning from ear to ear. So without further ado:
What do you think? I'm so excited about the release that I am also giving away five electronic copies of the book. FIVE! So be sure to check out the giveaway at the bottom of this post. However, you must be over 13 to enter. The winner will be announced on 1st December at midday GMT. I'll send out an e-mail to the winners and they'll have 72 hours to respond or I'll pick another. I hope you enjoy Living in the Dark as much as I loved writing it. Now to get cracking with the sequel..... Buy Living in the Dark for your ereader from: Amazon (UK) Amazon Smashwords And if you'd like a paperback copy: B&N Amazon (UK) Amazon a Rafflecopter giveaway“You don’t normally wear hats, Em,” Eric commented as I met him outside the arcade. My cheeks flushed as I self-consciously pulled the beanie a little farther down my head to hide the bandage.“Maybe I wanted to surprise you?” It didn’t throw him off the scent as I’d hoped, but he knew I wouldn’t admit what happened.Eric took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows as we trudged down the street. “So...” He wasn’t going to make it easy for me.“Who have you got for Registration this year?”“Oh, Mr. Carter.”“The Physics teacher?”“That’s the one. The Bogeyman!” Eric swooped beside me and tried to dig his fingers into my sides.I smiled as I dodged him and couldn’t help but give him a playful punch. “It wasn’t bad enough that you caught him digging for gold so now he has to put up with your face for the next year?”Eric’s jaw dropped in mock disgust. “What’s wrong with my face?” His hands pawed at his perfectly chiselled jaw.“Oh you know, you just have a little something,” I waved my hand in a circle in front of him, “right around here.”“Your words cut me to the very core, Em.” A wry smile passed over his handsome face, and my stomach clenched in response.“I’m sure you’ll survive. Maybe you and Mr. Carter could comfort each other?”“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’ll tell Mr. Carter about crying myself to sleep at night because you don’t like my face.”“I didn’t say that.”A wicked gleam leaped into his brown eyes, and a grin stretched at my cheeks. “So you like my face?”“I didn’t say that, either.”