tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290141112410678475.post2085845096930014371..comments2024-03-11T23:06:15.050-05:00Comments on Memories in a Box: Fire & Ice Boog Tour Giveaway: Blind Date with a Bear by Marie MasonAshley Nemerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01303841504912648250noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290141112410678475.post-81666427914593912442014-03-25T17:36:11.034-05:002014-03-25T17:36:11.034-05:00I just entered the giveaway and my fingers are cro...I just entered the giveaway and my fingers are crossed! Thank youAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07069300421317466269noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290141112410678475.post-248756150287801372014-03-25T07:58:16.201-05:002014-03-25T07:58:16.201-05:00Thanksf or having me today. I hope everyone enters...Thanksf or having me today. I hope everyone enters the give-away. Just in case you're wondering, I am writing on Bear and Bear Alike, the second Blackwood Brothers book. Here is an un edited snippet:<br /><br />“Could you please hurry your ass up?”<br /><br />Ryland snorted as he pulled dark colored shirt over his head and looked at his brother standing the doorway. He was dressed in jeans and a dark t-shirt as well. Yep, they’d fucking dressed alike—again. But what was Ryland supposed to do? He couldn’t very well turn up in a suit in tie—not that he would ever, ever wear one—in a bar on a Friday night, but hell, did they have to look so damn alike?<br /><br />He eyed the bottle of cologne some woman had given him. She hadn’t known, or hadn’t cared, that shifters never wore scents of any kind, many even preferring unscented soaps and shampoos. But if he put some on, then their mate would definitely be able to tell them apart.<br /><br />“If you wear that shit, you’re walking.” His brother growled out the warning.<br /><br />And that’s why they were in the hellish situation they were in. They knew each other’s thoughts, feelings. They were like fucking open books to each other sometimes. So why wouldn’t fate give them the same mate? If someone was made especially for them, and they were so damned alike, didn’t it make sense they both would need her?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com