31 October 2010

Haunted Halloween: Cover Contest Winners!!


Thanks to everyone who participated and helped to make this contest as amazing as it turned out. You are have been great and talk about creative!!! Also, a HUGE thank you goes out to all the people who voted. We hope everyone had as great of a time as we did.

Now, here's the winners......


FIRST PLACE GOES TO...........


TRAPPED
By: S.J. Greer


SECOND PLACE WINNER......................


A PIERCING FLIGHT
By: Cinnamon Lin


THIRD PLACE WINNER................................


BONE DEEP
By: JoJo


Honorable Mention...........


BURIED
By: KindleObsessed


CONGRATS to everyone!! Each of you have been emailed. Please check your spam folders. If you haven't received an email from me, please send one to claim your winnings!! You have 48 hours to respond with your mailing address.

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To find out the winners of the Haunted Halloween Story Contest... please CLICK HERE to check them out over at Jessica's Blog - Confessions of a Bookaholic!

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I've said it before, I'll say it again and again and again... I'm a huge fan of Kristie Cook and her EXTREMELY-HOT book Promise. Tristan (the reason for such Heated HAWTNESS) happens to have a birthday today, on Halloween! So happy birthday Tristan *mmwwah!* I'm looking forward to curling up with you and checking out your new book PURPOSE!! I have a feeling Jessica and I will be fighting over you. lol But before that, you all need to check out the two giveaways Kristie has going on right now. One gives you the chance at winning a KINDLE 3! EPIC right? Right???

Kristie is having a Mr. Beautiful's Halloween Hop & Birthday Bash contest. And here is what you can win just for helping spread the word.


1st Prize

Purpose (#2 in the Soul Savers series) by Kristie Cook (ARC)
Promise Bookmark

Plus your choice of 2 of the following:

Falling Under by Gwen Hayes (ARC)
The Haunted (#2 in The Hollow trilogy) by Jessica Verday
Where She Went (sequel to If I Stay) by Gayle Forman (ARC)
Beyonders: A World Without Heroes by Brandon Mull (ARC)
After the Kiss by Terra Elan McVoy
Dead Beautiful by Yvonne Woon
Dreaming in English (sequel to Veil of Roses) by Laura Fitzgerald (ARC)
Learning to Breathe by Karen White
The Wrong Mother by Sophie Hannah

2nd Prize

Purpose (#2 in the Soul Savers series) by Kristie Cook (ARC)
Promise Bookmark
Dark Days and Wicked Nights (Free sampler featuring various authors)

Complete the form below to enter as many times as you'd like. You can return and enter to win every day, between now and 11/5, by tweeting and posting. Get up to 50 BONUS ENTRIES for taking a picture of you and Promise in the wild...or your home or whatever.

Don't have Promise yet? Buy it here or here. Have the ebook? Just make sure the first page shows up on your ereader in the picture.

Email the picture to kristie(at)kristiecook(dot)com for 25 extra entries or post it on your blog for 50 extra entries!

The form below is the one found on Kristie's blog.

For the question "Do you follow this blog?" it is referring to Kristie's blog HERE.









BUT that's not all. The other part of the giveaway allows you to borrow Tristan for a while. Sounds great, right??

What you could win -

$25 Barnes & Noble Gift Card
iPod Shuffle
Kindle 3 or Nook!

How can you win??

Take the picture below and be creative!



How it works:

Take the picture above (or email kristie(at)kristiecook(dot)com for a higher resolution pic) and get creative with it. You can blow the picture up, cut it out and paste it to foam-board, then take Tristan on some outings in your corner of the world - just be sure to take pictures. Or create a video with him. Or, if you're an artist, give him a face (hint: sandy-brown hair, hazel eyes with green around the outside and gold flecks around the pupil, square jaw, full kissable lips). The sky's the limit and the more creative, the more likely you'll win.

Whatever it is, you MUST include the above picture in some form (so the judges can recognize Tristan!) and post your photo(s), image(s) or video on your blog, anytime till November 5th. (If you don't have a blog, you can post it on your Facebook page.) Give Tristan an actual post so we can find it the following week for judging.

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FENNVILLE HOLLER
by RYAN POTTER

AUTHOR’S NOTE: The following events scared me so badly that I’m changing the names of the people, city, and state involved.

        A few years ago I drove an aging friend named Dolly from Detroit down to her small hometown of Fennville, Tennessee. Dolly was seventy-two and hadn’t seen Fennville in sixty years. James, her husband of five decades, had recently passed and Dolly felt the need to go “down home,” as she called it, before her own time ran out. We left Detroit on a crisp Friday in mid-October and had originally planned on returning Sunday evening. Due to unforeseen events, however, we drove back early the next morning.
        On the way down I-75, Dolly told me stories about growing up poor in rural Tennessee. She was the oldest of eight kids and came from the kind of poverty where squirrel meat for dinner was common and appreciated. She kept talking about her old house with the tin roof and wanted to know if it was still there. She said the house sat beside a creek in a “holler,” a word that confused me until I figured out that what she really meant was a hollow, or a small valley.
        For some reason, I expected the current Fennville to be a developed suburb, but once we exited I-75 and rolled past a few gas stations and fast food places, the road narrowed to two lanes and we found ourselves looking at thick vegetation and hilly terrain. It was a beautiful part of Tennessee, the kind of scenery that could land on a postcard.
        Minutes later we spotted an old sign on the side of the road: FENNVILLE 1.
        “Gettin’ close now,” Dolly said, smiling. “I remember like it was yesterday.”
        I glanced at her. She was small and wrinkled, but she had this shining personality that made you forget all about her age.
        “You’ll know how to find the creek and the…holler on your own, Dolly?”
        “Yup. It’s all right here.” She tapped the side of her head a few times. “I didn’t tell you how my parents got the house.”
        “Nope. You didn’t.”
        She cleared her throat. “Well, they got it for a steal.”
        “How?”
        “The previous owner committed suicide in the kitchen. Dad had to scrape off brain matter from the walls before we moved in.”
        “Oh,” I said, not really knowing what to say at all. “Wow.”
        “When it rained, the tin roof rattled something awful.”
        “Some people like that sound. Aluminum roofs are trendy these days.”
        “Sometimes at night the roof rattled something awful even when it wasn’t raining.”
        I swallowed hard. “Are you saying you grew up in a haunted house, Dolly?”
        “Just things I remember. The house was already old when we bought it. There were dark stains all over the wood floors, ancient and impossible to get out. Dad found out that the place was a field hospital during the Civil War.” She paused. “That was soldier blood on those floors.”
        “Sounds like quite a house.” I felt my heart rate spike a bit. “I hope it’s still there.”
        “Me, too.”
        We passed through Fennville’s only streetlight. Dolly nodded and muttered stuff about things changing but still looking the same. The one-block downtown was dirty and deserted. Prosperity had obviously skipped Fennville, and I found myself wondering how anybody could live in a place like this without going insane. Anyway, there was an old bar on the corner called Perkey’s Mountain Tavern. We agreed to have a drink there after we searched for the house with the aluminum roof and the violent past.
        “Perkey,” she said, eyeing the bar and laughing as we passed it. “They’re still here. Not surprised.”
        “Old friends of yours?”
        “My dad used to drink with the Perkey boys when he was young. Mom hated it. She said the only things the Perkey boys were good at was making moonshine and hustling pool.” She laughed again. “They were some fine looking men, though. I had a crush on a Perkey until the day we left Fennville. Frank was his name. Frank Perkey. He was in his twenties. I was twelve.”
        “Maybe they’ll wheel Frank into the tavern and he’ll buy you a drink later.”
       “Keep driving, Mr. Comedian.”
        Ten minutes later, Dolly said, “Here comes the creek and the holler. Pull over on the bridge.”
        “What bridge?” I squinted. All I saw were endless green hills and outcroppings of bedrock.
        “Here it comes. Slow down.”
        Sure enough, we came across a small decaying bridge spanning a narrow creek. Years of rust covered the bridge, which seemed on the verge of collapsing at any moment. I parked on the shoulder of the road and explained to Dolly that there was no way I was walking across that crumbling heap of steel.
        “Don’t have to.” She opened her door. “Follow me.”
        I’ve never seen a woman in her seventies move as fast as Dolly did over the next thirty minutes. The creek was only about twenty feet below the bridge. I offered to help her walk down the grassy slope that led to the clear water, but she refused and went on ahead of me, moving diagonally down the slope with an athletic grace that it made it seem like she traveled this route daily.
       An old man was fishing beneath the bridge. He waved to us. Dolly walked over to him. I hustled up beside her. The man smiled. He didn’t have any teeth and had to be in his eighties. His clothes were old and filthy. He smelled like port-a-john on the last day of a summer fair.
        “Anything biting?” Dolly said.
        “Not today.” His voice was gravelly, probably from a lifetime of smoking.
        “My name’s Dolly Baker. I grew up along this creek.” She turned and pointed behind us. “Is the old house with the tin roof still down yonder?”
       “It’s there.” He nodded and studied Dolly. “Abandoned, though. Not much left of it.” He paused. “You know me, Dolly Baker. You just don’t recognize me after all these years.”
        “I know you? What’s your name?”
        “Frank Perkey.” He smiled again, all purple and red gums. “Good to see you, Dolly.”
        I guess Frank’s awful odor didn’t bother Dolly, because she gave him a hug and they started talking about the old days. I felt like an intruder, so I backed off and stood by the creek to give them privacy. It occurred to me that she might appreciate a photographic memory of this chance encounter, so I reached into the front pocket of my jeans, dug out my small digital camera, and took a few good shots of them reminiscing. I was pretty sure Dolly hadn’t seen me snapping away, so I was looking forward to surprising her with the pictures at Perkey’s Mountain Tavern.
        After their brief reunion, I followed Dolly along the creek’s rocky banks. When old Frank was out of earshot, I cracked a few jokes about her possibly marrying her Perkey man after all, or at least getting that drink from him later. She laughed so hard I thought she might cry.
        We walked downhill in silence for about a quarter of a mile. The sounds of flowing water and singing birds surrounded us. This was turning into a pleasant little hike.
        Dolly eventually stopped and turned, saying to me, “We’re in the holler. Look around you.”
        She was right. Forested hills towered above us on both sides, a sea of browns and greens that seemed to stretch forever.
        Dolly pointed toward a narrow one-lane dirt road that started at the creek several feet ahead of us and continued off to the right and into the forest.
        “The house is on that road, just a little ways into the woods.” She smiled, showing an excitement that made her look thirty years younger. “Thank you for bringing me here.”
        “My pleasure.” I took out my camera and motioned her forward. “After you, Dolly.”
        I don’t know how many people have ever experienced true evil, but the sinister thoughts and chilling sensations that invaded my mind and body when I stepped into those woods and saw what was left of that house convinced me that there is a hell and nobody wants to go there. I suppose the best word to describe what I felt is demonic. There were demons on that property. There were demons in those woods. I didn’t see them. I felt them. Dolly felt them, too. I remember the hair on my arms standing straight up. I remember Dolly’s cold hand gripping my forearm in a way that made it clear she was experiencing the same awful things as me.
        Frank Perkey was being positive when he said there wasn’t much left of the house. All that actually remained were the jagged ruins of the home’s stone foundation, arranged in a rectangle that revealed how small the house actually was when it stood, a shack, basically, not at all what most Americans would refer to as a home. Nature had taken over the lot. Tall, thick weeds and a few small trees now occupied a space once filled with wounded and dying soldiers, a troubled man with a shotgun, and a poor girl who ate squirrel meat for dinner.
        Something evil had overtaken the remains of the house and the surrounding area. Terrifying voices filled my head and lulled me into a trance-like state. The voices insisted that I do all sorts of terrible things to myself and other people. I won’t give specific examples. They’re too awful to put down on paper. But I will say that if Dolly hadn’t grabbed my shoulders and shaken me back to reality, I might well have remained in that dangerous semiconscious state and done some things that day that would have changed my life for the worse.
        “Snap out of it,” she said, shaking me with impressive force for a woman her age. “Snap out of it. It’s not real. None of it’s real.”
        My neck jerked back and forth a few times, but I finally felt the evil weight lift from my brain as my mind returned to a healthy state.
        “Turn around,” she said, her back already facing the foundation. “Don’t look at it. Just turn around and we’ll walk away.”
        I turned.
        We walked away in silence.
        “Did you feel all of that?” I asked. We were back along the creek now, the foundation out of sight.
        “Yeah. I felt it.” She grabbed my hand in a motherly way that I welcomed. “It wasn’t like that when I lived there. Whatever it is, it’s gotten a lot stronger over the years.”
        “But what is it?” I asked. “What happened back there?”
        “Something we can’t explain. It was something we can’t explain and probably shouldn’t tell anybody about.”
        We continued on, the two of us lost in our own thoughts.
        Minutes later, I said, “Hey, Dolly?”
        “Yes?”
        “I bet you’re ready for that drink now, huh?”
        “I reckon I am,” she said. “I reckon I am.”
        Frank Perkey was gone when we got back to the bridge, done fishing, I suppose. We climbed up the slope without incident and drove straight to Perkey’s Mountain Tavern. The place was dark and empty save the bartender, a brawny and bearded thirty-something guy in a red and black flannel shirt. Dolly and I sat at a round wooden table in front of the bar and talked about Detroit, a safe topic given the circumstances.
        At one point she looked above the bar and said, “Hey, look there. That’s a picture of Frank Perkey.”
        I looked up and there he was, a framed color photo of Frank Perkey. He looked exactly as we had just seen him, old and dirty. I wasn’t positive, but I think he was even wearing the same “outfit” we’d seen him in under the bridge.
        “Must be recent,” I said.
        “Must be,” Dolly said.
        The bartender walked over. He looked upset.
        He said, “What do you mean, it must be recent?”
        “That picture of Frank Perkey,” Dolly said, staring up at the photo. “We just saw him fishing under the bridge.”
        The bartender studied us for a few moments. I wasn’t sure what we’d done wrong, but I had a feeling this wasn’t the kind of man I wanted to see angry.
        He took a deep breath and said, “Ma’am. Sir. I’m not calling you crazy or anything, but there’s no way you saw Frank Perkey under that bridge or anywhere else today.”
        “Sure we did,” Dolly said. “Frank Perkey knew my father well, and less than an hour ago Frank Perkey told me stories under that bridge that only Frank Perkey would know.”
        The bartender put his hands on his hips, shook his head, and steadied his gaze on me.
        “She’s telling the truth,” I said. “I was with her. She was talking to the guy in that picture. No question about it.”
        “Impossible,” the man said.
        “Why?” Dolly asked.
        The man leaned his hands on the bar and said, “Frank Perkey was my uncle, and he died seven years ago.”
        There was a silence during which you could hear a feather hit the floor.
        “Wait,” I said, digging my camera out of my pocket. “I took pictures.”
        “Pictures?” Dolly said, giving me a look.
        “You weren’t looking when I took them. I wanted to surprise you with them.”
        “I think you two need to leave,” the bartender said.
        “Hang on,” I said, standing and walking to the bar. “I’ll show you. Look.”
        Dolly stood and joined us.
        I held the camera up so that the three of us could clearly see the small digital screen. Then I pressed a button and browsed through the many pictures I’d taken of Dolly and Frank beneath the bridge.
        “Oh, good God,” Dolly said, gasping and covering her mouth. “I can’t believe it myself.”
        “Jesus,” I said, feeling my blood run cold. “Me neither.”
        Although Dolly Baker was in every picture, Frank Perkey failed to appear in a single shot. All I had were photos of Dolly, who looked like a crazy woman talking to herself under a bridge.
        Frustrated, the bartender said, “I don’t know what kind of stunt you’re trying to pull, but it won’t work on me. Leave my bar, please. And that’s the last time I’ll ask you nicely.”
        Dolly and I knew it was time to go. We stepped away from the bar and walked out of Perkey’s Mountain Tavern. I drove us straight out of Fennville and took I-75 north until we found a nice Holiday Inn in a bustling suburb.
        And if you’re wondering about those pictures…well, they freaked me out so bad that I threw the camera into a small pond behind the hotel parking lot the next morning.




Title: Exit Strategy

Synopsis: Who are you supposed to look up to when it seems like every adult you know is more screwed up than yourself?

Looming above Zach Ramsey's hometown are the smokestacks of the truck assembly plant, the greasy lifeblood of this Detroit suburb. Surrounded by drunks, broken marriages, and factory rats living in fear of the pink slip, Zach is getting out of Blaine after graduation. But first, he's going to enjoy the summer before his senior year.

And Zach's having a blast until he uncovers dark secrets that shake his faith in everyone, including his best friend Tank (a state wrestling champion), whose 'roid rages betray a shocking habit. Falling in love with Tank's twin sister Sarah, an Ivy League-bound scholar, doesn't exactly make Zach's life any easier.

Eventually, with enough evidence to nail the town's steroid kingpin, Zach is faced with the toughest decision of his life—one that will prove just what kind of adult he's destined to be.

Available now from Flux!

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Enter to win a SIGNED copy of Exit Strategy!!!


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You MUST complete the form to enter. No entries in comments please they won't count. Comments are welcome, so share your love with Ryan!
You must be at least 13 years old to enter.
This contest is open to US only. Sorry!
Contest ends: Nov. 14th, 2010

THIS CONTEST IS NOW CLOSED!
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First off, I have to say Thank You again to Ryan for taking part in another feature here on my blog. Thank you for writing a truly shocking story, for your time and for the amazing donation! We're happy to have had you be part of Haunted Halloween 2010!

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30 October 2010

Haunted Halloween: Lisa Cach


This is not so much a spooky story, as an unsettling one.

When I was thirteen, I had a horrible retainer I had to wear at night, a big black rubber thing that looked like one of the mouth guards that boxers wear. I hated it. It was huge, and there were little holes in the front for me to breathe through, that made me sound like Darth Vader.

Whenever I got sick and had to stay home from school, my mom had me sleep on the couch in the living room — we had the TV there, and it was easy for her to take care of me during the day. So when I caught the flu that year and had a fever, off to the couch I went, along with the nasty black retainer. Flu or no flu, I had to wear it.

One feverish night on the couch, I had a dream that I was standing with a group of people on the edge of a vast green plain. In the distance were white cliffs beneath a clear blue sky, and I knew that I and a few others were going on a long journey to those cliffs. In my dream, I handed my retainer to one of the people standing near me and said, “Keep this for me while I’m gone.”

When I woke up the next morning, the retainer had disappeared. We searched everywhere: all around the couch, underneath it, in the trash bins, even outside in the yard. The heating vents. The garage. EVERYWHERE. We couldn’t find it. We never found it.

My parents had to pay to have a new one made -- so you can bet that we looked hard for that thing.

Ever since, I’ve wondered what really happened on that night. Where did I go, and what did I do? Or more disturbing yet, I wonder who or what I encountered that took the retainer from me, and has ‘kept it while I’m gone.



Title: Wake Unto Me

Synopsis: A haunted castle, a handsome young man dead for four hundred years, one heck of a scary portrait of a witch, and a treasure hunt -- not to mention a princess for a roommate! -- all await 15 year old American girl Caitlyn Monahan when she earns a scholarship to a French boarding school.

There are secrets behind the stone walls of Chateau de la Fortune, buried for centuries along with the mystery of who killed Raphael, the charming ghost who visits Caitlyn at night. But as Caitlyn unearths the history of the castle, nothing scares her as badly as the secret she learns about herself, and the reason she was chosen to come to the Fortune School.

And nothing breaks her heart as badly as falling in love with a dead guy.


Available from Speak March 31st, 2011

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it and being a bit creeped out by it!

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29 October 2010


The post you are about to read is 100 % **Role Play.

All the characters represented here (please see the list of all Role Players provided below) with the exception of Jessica and myself are **Role Players from a group on twitter. They have agreed to role play with us to help celebrate not only our Halloween Event, but also to help share our love for the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by author J.R. Ward, as these Role Players are also huge fans of J.R. Ward's works.

PLEASE BE AWARE THAT NO ONE with this site/blog, Jessica’s site/blog nor the role-playing group - which you can find with the list of twitter accounts provided - is in any way, shape or form connected to or affiliated with J.R. Ward. No one present or represented here is J.R. Ward, nor is the role playing intended for any purpose other than the personal enjoyment of the Role Players involved.

Warning: This story contains mature and adult themes.

J: @Rehvenge_BDB – seriously, I haven’t played this since college. Any tips on how to beat these boys? and you too *laughs* C’mon – help a girl out?

@Rehvenge_BDB: *enigmatic smile* Mind over matter, female. *leans forward* No...really...mind...*reaching out with the “fun” side of me to get a nice hold on your emotions...then looking over @Wrath_BDB and releasing my hold on you in an effort to play nice*...over matter.
@John_MatthewBDB: *Walking in with Xhex, smiling at the shellans, nodding at the brothers*
@Xhex_BDB: * Walking into room with John seeing everyone gathered together kicking back.. Noticing @Rehvenge_BDB playing Monopoly with @Zsadist_BDB, @Wrath_BDB, and @Phury_BDB. I feel the smugness rolling off him, he must have Boardwalk and Park Ave again.* Gearing up to win @Rehvenge_BDB?
@Rehvenge_BDB: You know my tastes, Xhex. And how I play for keeps. *flicking amethyst eyes to @EhlenaA_BDB and thinking she’s overdue for one of our “special” phone calls*

L: *smiles* Hello, @John_MatthewBDB & @Xhex_BDB. It’s nice to see you both tonight. We were hoping you’d make it.

@John_MatthewBDB: *Looking to @Xhex_BDB, signing* Translate for me?
@Xhex_BDB: Of course. *smiling at @John_MatthewBDB*
@John_MatthewBDB: *signing* It's always good to be here, this is my family. No matter how crazy or strange, this is home. Thanks for your support of all of us.

L/J: *Sitting back, taking everything in and listening to the conversation that’s going around the room.*

@MarissaH_BDB: I’m new to some of these human traditions, but @Butch_BDB has explained the Halloween tradition to me. I’m curious to know what costume my hellren might wear if we all donned costumes? *looks towards @Butch_BDB*
@Butch_BDB: I’d put on a cop uniform. You wanna see my night stick, baby? waggles eyebrows and picks @MarissaH_BDB up, swinging her around, planting a kiss on her lips*
@CormiaC_BDB: Oh, costumes? That sounds like fun. I think I might like to dress up like an Explorer - I’ve been reading a lot of human history books lately. Perhaps Magellan or Columbus or Cortes...*looks to my hellren* What about you, @Phury_BDB? What costume would you wear?
@Phury_BDB: *looks at @Rhage_BDB and @Vishous_BDB* Before anyone suggests it, I am NOT dressing up as Pocahontas so @CormiaC_BDB can be John Smith.
@CormiaC_BDB: Pocahontas?
@Phury_BDB: Never mind. As for a costume? I don’t know, I’d probably go as something that would make my niece laugh.
@Vishous_BDB: Now that is a great idea, true?
@MaryL_BDB: I love Halloween. I’d love to know what costume @Rhage_BDB would have me wear. *blushes again* Scratch that, baby. I don’t think I want you to answer it in the interview.
@Rhage_BDB: *growls*
@BethR_BDB: I think @Wrath_BDB would make a good pirate & I could be the kitchen wench. *laughing at the mental image of my hellren dressed up as a pirate*
@Wrath_BDB: *shakes head* Great, I have to hand out candy to humans and dress up as Captain Jack Sparrow. Leelan, we need to discuss this pirate obsession of yours, preferably while I’m pillaging your village, wench. *low growl*
@EhlenaA_BDB: *smiles sweetly @Rehvenge_BDB* You’ve already seen my Halloween costume. What’s your favorite part?
@Rehvenge_BDB: Pantyhose. *FANGS*
@DocJaneW_BDB: *Laughing at the Halloween talk* I already have the perfect costume, I'm going as a ghost. Of course V has other ideas, don't you? *raises an eyebrow*
@Vishous_BDB: *growls, tempted to grab @DocJaneW_BDB and head for the pit*

@Lassiter_BDB: So I have a question for you two. Since I don’t have my own book yet, *rolls eyes* I want to know which book if your favorite? And what makes it your favorite? I know that when I get my own book that one will be everyone’s favorite. Also who’s your favorite brother? Favorite shellan? Favorite couple? It is okay to say I am your favorite, we all know it’s true.
@Vishous_BDB: *walks over and drags @Lassiter_BDB away from you* Leave them alone Lassy. He will do anything for an ego boost.

L: It’s okay @Vishous_BDB. I’ll try to answer @Lassiter_BDB’s question. I do have two books that are my favorites, which two, I’m not going to say. However, I will tell you this - I more then enjoyed, laughed even cried during each and every book for one reason or another. @Wrath_BDB & BethR_BDB’s story had me hooked and ready for more. Now, that’s how it is at the end of each book. Craving more. As for the other questions you asked. For a favorite brother – depends on who’s book I’m reading at the time. That brother will usually end up being my favorite. For shellan, I think the answers they gave for how they deal with the fighting just proves to me that they are all worthy of that title. And for Favorite couple? Well, each has been through so much *looks at @Tohrment* that shows that even a Vampire race and the couples within it have some normal, if not extremely hard things they have to deal with, that makes you seem somewhat human in how most of us humans can relate to you. So, each couple is my favorite if for that reason alone. As for your book @Lassiter_BDB I’m looking forward to it. *smiling at you* I can’t wait to see where your story will go and to learn more about you. *thinking I kinda rambled there*

L: What about you Jessica?

J: Well, I will admit that I am very much looking forward to your story @Lassiter_BDB *winks* but as for past stories I am a huge fan of @Zsadist_BDB and I think that him and @BellaR_BDB are a fabulous couple! I mean c'mon, @BellaR_BDB kicks butt! Gotta love when the lady takes charge. *smiles* I do have to say that one thing I loved in each book was that the shellans were there to help each of you see a different side of yourselves and with that I believe it helped to open each of you up a bit too.

@Lassiter_BDB: A long as you didn’t say that one is your favorite I am good: *points @Vishous_BDB*
@BellaR_BDB: *small smile* Thanks.

L: What about each of you? What do you think of your stories being out there? And were you surprised at anything you read after the fact?

@Wrath_BDB: Challa has been good to us. She’s told our stories and kept it accurate. I can’t ask for more than that.
@Butch_BDB: I’m ok with what she wrote about me. It was hard to read about my family back in Boston and how things ended with us, but *shrugs* I’ve found where I really belong and that’s what really matters, true?
@John_MatthewBDB: *Looking at @Xhex_BDB and signing* It's hard to have all of that exposed but at the same time I think it can help anyone realize that no matter how tough the path, eventually you end up exactly where you're supposed to be. * Squeezing @Xhex_BDB's hand and turning my head to look @Tohrment_BDB, remembering @Wellsie_BDB*
@Xhex_BDB: * Returning @John_MatthewBDB’s comforting gesture. * It is difficult as I am a private person normally, but it has brought me back to where I needed to be and to people I can work with, albeit hesitantly for me given my personality. *Smirks *
@Phury_BDB: I’m not proud of some of the decisions I made, so it was difficult to know that those decisions were in print. But I am proud of what I’ve done since then. So it makes sense to have the bad showcased with the good.
@CormiaC_BDB: *nodding* You have much to be proud of. *thinks how proud I am of you* And yes, it was difficult to know that what we went through was shared with others, but we take the good with the bad…together. *smiles at @Phury_BDB*
@DocJaneW_BDB: *Cutting in* I'd just like to say that I find the bond between mates absolutely compelling. Through reading the books, you are easily aware of when a male has found their mate *thinking of @Vishous_BDB's intoxicating bonding scent*. In each instance, the urge to claim their mate is nearly immediate whether the female is vampire, human or a half-blood, and in @Butch_BDB's case, he even knows before he's made aware of his lineage. I think that what may not be acknowledged as frequently, but can't be ignored, is that each of us was in turn magnetized to them. So is it all fate? Or is there something in our chemical make up that draws us to one another? I think there is plenty of room to explore this phenomenon. Anyway, I went off on a tangent there. About our story being out there? Personally, I think our book kicks ass. *winks at V*

J: Yeah..and what do you look forward to as more stories come out and your lives move forward

@Wrath_BDB: A united vampire race. We need to recruit and work together to decimate the Lessing Society. With the Brotherhood strengthening daily anything is possible.
@John_MatthewBDB: *signing* I'd like to see my boys @Blaylock_BDB and @Qhuinn_BDB get smart and find what I did with @Xhex_BDB, no matter what that means, for both of them. As far as the two of us *smiling at @Xhex_BDB* well, I just look forward to kicking some ass side by side *John then signs something that Xhex doesn't translate*
@Xhex_BDB: * Rolling my eyes at my Hellren and signing back. * I can’t wait.
@Phury_BDB: I hope you’ll get to see our race strengthened…
@Vishous_BDB: Getting to know sister mine.
@Butch_BDB: I’m waiting to see what’s doing with @Payne_BDB. If she’s anything like her twin, holy hell we’re in for a ride *glances over at @Vishous_BDB grinning* You love me bro, and you know it. *glancing over at @MarissaH_BDB*
@Vishous_BDB: *claps @Butch_BDB’s back* True.

And with that, were going to get back to our visit and games here. We hope you enjoyed getting to peek in on our visit, we know we had a great time sharing it with you.

Goodnight!


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@BellaR_BDB and @BethR_BDB are playing with Nalla.
@DocJaneW_BDB, @MaryL_BDB, @CormiaC_BDB, @EhlenaA_BDB, and @MarissaH_BDB are looking over more plans for the medical facility while waiting for a shellan monopoly. It is much calmer. No daggers.
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To the best of my knowledge, I've never seen a ghost. Never seen an odd shape in the mirror, never had eerily prophetic dreams, never felt an ominous chill in a corner of the attic. I should be able to happily accept that this is so because, after all, there are no such things as ghosts. It's like being disappointed that I never walked out to find a unicorn in the garage. It's just not happening, right?

But the thing is, many, many people close to me have had experiences that are hard to explain. Not odd, fringe people I kind of, sort of know and think are a bit off -- dear friends and family members I think are intelligent, practical, sane and together. I thought I'd share a few with you guys, to see if YOU can explain them away ... or not.

An uncle of mine, back when he was home from college in the summer, had a job that is going to sound unrealistic: He monitored the radio overnight at the police station. Before you scoff, let me explain -- we are from a VERY small town. You could count the number of police officers on two hands and have enough fingers left over to count the number of crimes. His job, really, was to sleep on a cot at the police station just in case somebody called something in overnight, and for the most part, nobody ever did. Usually one policeman was on duty overnight, and sometimes this guy would use the radio just to mess with my uncle's head. That was all there was to it.

Well, one night, my uncle awoke on the cot, startled and unsure why. But then he saw the policeman who happened to be on duty overnight, standing in the room staring down at him. Although my uncle was surprised he was there, it didn’t seem that unusual, and he said hello. Instead of saying hello in return, the guy just stared at my uncle in what looked like dismay, then backed away from him – and went through the wall and vanished.

This seriously freaked out my uncle, but within a few minutes, he’d convinced himself that he’d simply been dreaming. He went back to sleep. And he woke up in the morning to learn that the policeman he’d seen had, in fact, suffered a massive heart attack and died in his patrol car in the night.

To this day, my uncle is convinced that policeman came back to the station one last time. I’m not sure he’s wrong.

Another story, this one not precisely a ghost story – but certainly spooky – comes from a good friend of mine in law school. He had a wife and a four-year-old daughter, and they’d moved to New Orleans a few months before our first year of law school started, just to get used to the area. They rented a little house with a yard for their daughter and a lot of that great vintage New Orleans charm. Sounds great, right?

And yet my friend could never shake the idea that something wasn’t right in that house. Specifically, something wasn’t right in the back room. They’d planned on using it as an all-purpose family room, but instead they naturally congregated in the front. My friend was relieved by this, because that back room gave him the creeps. In particular, he said, he didn’t like looking at this one side wall. Why not? Well, it felt like something was looking back at him.

After a few weeks, he said something to his wife about the fact that they weren’t really using that back room much at all. She said that she found it scary. When they started talking, they realized that each of them was freaked out by the same side wall – and each of them had the feeling something was watching them back there.

Spooky enough, but then their little daughter, who was playing nearby, chimed in innocently, “Are you talking about the thing with all the eyes?”

The thing in the back room, she explained. Couldn’t they see it? She could.

My friend essentially got up at that moment and phoned their new priest. The back room got the full holy water treatment, after which things seemed better – but they still moved out at their first opportunity. I have to say, I would too.

These aren’t all the stories I’ve heard – I haven’t gotten to my aunt’s haunted attic, or the child that awoke one of my old bosses in the night only to turn into so much fog, or even my cousin’s beloved poltergeist, which she nicknamed “Herman” and spoke to fondly, as though he were a member of the family. But if I went into all of them, we’d be here until long after Halloween.

Even after hearing all these stories, I’m not sure I believe in ghosts and the supernatural. But I’m not sure I don’t.


Title: Evernight (Evernight, #1)

Synopsis: Bianca wants to escape.

She's been uprooted from her small hometown and enrolled at Evernight Academy, an eerie Gothic boarding school where the students are somehow too perfect: smart, sleek, and almost predatory. Bianca knows she doesn't fit in.

Then she meets Lucas. He's not the "Evernight type" either, and he likes it that way. Lucas ignores the rules, stands up to the snobs, and warns Bianca to be careful—even when it comes to caring about him.

"I couldn't stand it if they took it out on you," he tells Bianca, "and eventually they would."

But the connection between Bianca and Lucas can't be denied. Bianca will risk anything to be with Lucas, but dark secrets are fated to tear them apart . . . and to make Bianca question everything she's ever believed.

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Title: Stargazer (Evernight, #2)

Synopsis: The vampire in me was closer to the surface...

Evernight Academy: an exclusive boarding school for the most beautiful, dangerous students of all—vampires. Bianca, born to two vampires, has always been told her destiny is to become one of them.

But Bianca fell in love with Lucas—a vampire hunter sworn to destroy her kind. They were torn apart when his true identity was revealed, forcing him to flee the school.

Although they may be separated, Bianca and Lucas will not give each other up. She will risk anything for the chance to see him again, even if it means coming face-to-face with the vampire hunters of Black Cross—or deceiving the powerful vampires of Evernight. Bianca's secrets will force her to live a life of lies.

Yet Bianca isn't the only one keeping secrets. When Evernight is attacked by an evil force that seems to target her, she discovers the truth she thought she knew is only the beginning....

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Title: Hourglass (Evernight, #3)

Synposis: Bestselling author Claudia Gray’s Evernight series continues. In Hourglass, Bianca and Lucas have found a way to be together. But it means lying to the people who care about them the most.

After escaping from Evernight Academy, the vampire boarding school, Bianca and Lucas seek refuge with Black Cross, the elite group of vampire hunters led by Lucas’s stepfather. When Bianca’s close friend—the vampire Balthazar—is captured by Black Cross, Bianca knows she has to do whatever it takes to save him. But at what cost?

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Title: Afterlife (Evernight, #4)

Synopsis: The fourth book in this electrifying vampire series has all the romance, suspense, and page-turning drama that have made Claudia Gray’s Evernight books runaway successes.

Having become what they feared most, Bianca and Lucas face a terrifying new reality. They must return to Evernight Academy, Lucas as a vampire and Bianca as a wraith. But Lucas is haunted by demons, both personal and supernatural. Bianca must help him fight the evil inside him, combat the forces determined to drive them apart—and find the power to claim her destiny at last.

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28 October 2010


The post you are about to read is 100 % **Role Play

All the characters represented here (Please see the list below for all participating Role Players) with the exception of Jessica and myself are **Role Players from a group on twitter. They have agreed to role play with us to help celebrate not only our Halloween Event, but also to help share our love for the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by author J.R. Ward, as these Role Players are also huge fans of J.R. Ward's works.

PLEASE BE AWARE THAT NO ONE with this site/blog, Jessica’s site/blog nor the role-playing group - which you can find with the list of twitter accounts provided - is in any way, shape or form connected to or affiliated with J.R. Ward. No one present or represented here is J.R. Ward, nor is the role playing intended for any purpose other than the personal enjoyment of the Role Players involved.

Warning: This story contains mature and adult themes.

L/J: *trying to get the topic back on track* Okay then, since were talking about Vampire movies and all, what do you think about the TV shows out there that have Vampires of the non-sparkly variety in them? Such as say… The Vampire Diaries or True Blood?

@Vishous_BDB: Only if we want a laugh, true?
@BellaR_BDB: I’ve heard of the shows from some of the followers, but I haven’t watched them. Do you watch them? *glancing at L and J*
@Tohrment_BDB: *shakes head* I don't watch shows about teenagers, first. And the True Blood stuff? Some of the humans on twitter complained about it being all wrong, so I've kept my distance.

L/J: So, being that we found you on twitter, which is great and amazing to get a chance to check in with each of you nightly… it looks like you all have fun with it? Was it you @Vishous_BDB who got them all hooked? And if not, how did you all get started with it?

@Vishous_BDB: Yeah I thought it would be a good way to get our stories out there. It worked, we have had several people tell us they read the books because of us.

L/J: @Vishous_BDB Your right, it is a great way to further spread the word about each of your stories.

@Vishous_BDB: *nods knowing I am always right*
@Rhage_BDB: I hate to admit he is right *nods at @Vishous_BDB* But he was.
@Tohrment_BDB: That's V's big brain working over time again. It's been a good ride, so far.
@Phury_BDB: V got us started. At first it did seem awkward for some of us, myself included. But it has been interesting.
@Wrath_BDB: I’ll admit to not being completely sold on the idea of twitter at first. I couldn’t figure out who had time for this shit. But as the leader of the vampire race, I’m finding it to be an excellent communication tool as well as the best form of agitation for the @Scribe_Virgin I’ve seen in a couple hundred years. *smirks*
@MaryL_BDB: The whole Twitter thing fascinates me. People are so friendly and they genuinely seem to care about us as people, not just us as figments of their imaginations. Maybe you could give us some insight into that. Why do people we don’t know follow our lives so closely? Not that I don’t love it!
@BethR_BDB: Everyone is really friendly and supportive of us.
@MarissaH_BDB: I have to agree with @BethR_BDB and MaryL_BDB. Everyone has been so kind on Twitter. When things between @Butch_BDB and myself were uncertain so many people has such kind and supportive words.

L/J: @MaryL_BDB & everyone… to answer your question, I think we follow each of you because after reading your stories we feel like we know you, even just the slightest bit. That this is our way to stay connected to you and see where each of you are in your lives while waiting the long way for the next book/chapter to begin within your world. And trust me, it’s a long wait….


L: Actually *blushing* – Jessica dared me to send a message to @Rehvenge_BDB and that’s how this whole interview came about. He suggested I speak to @Wrath_BDB. *Looks to @Rehvenge_BDB*, by the way, thanks again.

@Rehvenge_BDB: *standing, using the cane to lead my way to you* It was my sublime pleasure. *taking up your hand, stroking a thumb over the inside of your wrist…and FEEDING on your anxiety before heading back to the game*

L: *Stares at @Rehvenge_BDB and his purple eyes. Wonder if that really just happened. Hearing @Wrath_BDB’s tone – shaking head to clear the haze bringing me back to the room*

@Wrath_BDB: Rehv. Cut the shit, man. She’s my guest and I won’t have you using her.

L: Well, *still nervous* you somewhat intimidate us, though we thoroughly enjoy following along, so we both lurk. Maybe after this we won’t lurk as much?

@Butch_BDB: What the hell is there to be intimidated of? *grins*
@Vishous_BDB: True that.

J: @Butch_BDB - maybe it’s just that each of you, well the males at least, radiate so much testosterone...or it could just be the fangs.

@Butch_BDB: *smirks*
@MarissaH_BDB: It’s always nice to talk with everyone one Twitter. But I was nervous about talking with people in the beginning- it was something outside of anything the gylmera would ever have approved.
@BethR_BDB: There’s no need to be intimidated. I enjoy talking with everyone.

L/J: @MarissaH_BDB & BethR_BDB – Thank you so much for making us feel so welcome and inviting us in. Thanks to each of you really.

@MarissaH_BDB: *smiles warmly*
@Rhage_BDB: Yeah, you should talk to us. A lot.

J: @Rhage_BDB - now that we have had a chance to get to know you all, I definitely think we will be chatting with you a lot more.

@Tohrment_BDB: Hey, reach out, we don't bite *laughs*

L: @Tohrment_BDB *laughing with you* did you really just say that?

@Tohrment_BDB: *thinks to the immediate past* Yeah, I did. *winks*
@Qhuinn_BDB: *grins* No lurking allowed, ladies. Maybe a Corona or two will loosen you up a bit?

L: @Qhuinn_BDB *slight smile* well, while Corona is one of my favorite beers, I’d much rather have some Tequila. *blushing*

@Qhuinn_BDB: *Grins at Lisa, holding up a lime and the salt shaker* I've got the Heradurra right here, babe. Body shots on me?

L: *stares at @Qhuinn_BDB Speechless*

J: @Qhuinn_BDB actually, right about now I could use one…. Could you pass one over?

@Blaylock_BDB: Truly, be at ease. We really enjoy interacting with our followers. Oh, and ignore @Qhuinn_BDB. I try to. *smiles, blushing slightly*

J: *giggles after drinking* Aww @Blaylock_BDB you’re just too sweet! *walks across the room and touches his cheek. Thinking this Corona is starting to relax me*

@Blaylock_BDB: *blushing brighter at your touch* Thanks.

J: Um, how about a question for each of you? Do you enjoy reading and if so, what’s your favorite type of story?

@Butch_BDB: Mysteries for me. The cop in me never really went away totally.
@Vishous_BDB: I love to read. Everything. I have thousands of books. I enjoy anything that makes me think.
@Tohrment_BDB: I like to read vampire stories for a good laugh and conspiracy theory fiction. The DaVinci Code wasn't bad. I can also read about cars for days. The Complete Book of Corvette and Porsche: Excellence Was to be Expected are two of my faves. Lots of beauty in those pages. *Thinks about the Stingray* I think that covers it.
@Rehvenge_BDB: Mob stories. Big fan. *enigmatic grin*
@Zsadist_BDB: *lips curl in a smile* Anything Nalla wants me to read to her.

L: @Zsadist_BDB Oh, I almost forgot – here *passes to @Zsadist_BDB* I brought this book for Nalla. I found it just the other day and thought she might like it. It’s called Cloudette. *smiles*

@Zsadist_BDB: *smiling - nods* Nalla will love it. Thank you *glances over at Nalla and Bella, smile widens*
@Phury_BDB: I enjoy reading a wide variety of things.
@Wrath_BDB: *shakes head* Unless I can get something in Braille otherwise @BethR_BDB reads to me. I love hearing her voice, so it’s all good.
@BethR_BDB: I enjoy anything I can read to Wrath. But I’m not going to lie; I like a good Nicholas Sparks book just as much as the next female.
@BellaR_BDB: I like romance novels. *smiles* I like happy ever afters.
@EhlenaA_BDB: I read everything I can get my hands on. *looks to @Rehvenge_BDB* I’m currently reading “Mind Manipulation: Ancient and Modern Ninja Techniques”…you know…gotta stay sharp.

J: @EhlenaA_BDB - Same here. I try to read a variety of different books. Never know what ones may turn into favorites. *thinking of picking up that book...never know when it may come in handy*

@MaryL_BDB: I’m very much a reader. Currently I’m reading Our Synaptic Selves, though usually I read the latest in childhood disorders. The field changes so fast, it’s hard to keep up.
@MarissaH_BDB: Well, I’ve been enjoying reading books that @MaryL_BDB found for me as wonderful reference points for SafePlace. I continue to feel like there is so much that I don’t know.
@Qhuinn_BDB: *runs a hand through my dark, spiky hair* Hmm… Do video game guides count
@Blaylock_BDB: *laughs* Um…no, @Qhuinn_BDB, video game guides don’t count. We’ve been pretty busy lately, but I really like Joe Hill.
@Lassiter_BDB: I prefer TV.

L: @Lassiter_BDB how did I know you were going to say that? *laughing*
J: @Lassiter_BDB oh, do you mean more of those Lifetime Movies that were mentioned before.

@Lassiter_BDB: Exactly. Classy TV.
@CormiaC_BDB: I have been devouring every book about architecture that @Phury_BDB has been able to find for me. And human history books. I’m intimately familiar with our race’s history but now I’m curious about other histories.

L/J: This one is for the Shellans – how do you each put up with all the fighting? *glances over to see @Tohrment_BDB and looks away sad to have asked such a question*

@Tohrment_BDB: *Knowing I'm going to have to ride this out, it's what Wellsie wanted for me. Resolved to stick around no matter how thick it gets, trying to focus on sinking my next shot instead.*
@MarissaH_BDB: I’d be lying if I said I didn’t worry every time @Butch_BDB goes out hunting--what he does is different than what the other Brothers do, and it will always frighten me. But I trust him, and I trust that he will do everything in his power to come home to me each night. *sees @Butch_BDB watching me, smiles at him in return*
@Butch_BDB: *winks at @MarissaH_BDB*
@CormiaC_BDB: I knew @Phury_BDB first as the Primale and a warrior, so I always knew this was part of who he is. It doesn’t mean I don’t worry, because I do. But I know that he and his Brothers are fighting for our entire race, and that’s a calling greater than my worry. And besides, he’s already proven he’s stronger than even he knew...*smiles proudly at @Phury_BDB*
@DocJaneW_BDB: *Looking up from the plans for the new clinic and shaking my head* You just can't think about it. *glancing over at V who's leaning on his cue, smiling at him* And I'll be damned if I ever lose any of them should they need my expertise.
@BellaR_BDB: *looks at Nalla* I worry. I try not to, but I do. *looks over at @Zsadist_BDB* But even while I’m worrying, I know that @Zsadist_BDB will always do everything in his power to come home to us. And I choose to believe that he will.
@MaryL_BDB: *sighs* I know it’s important to him, to his Brothers, so I just kiss him before he goes and then hold my breath until he comes home. I think I’m comforted by my pet, the one he calls “the beast”. Well, his beast and I have an arrangement. He keeps my Rhage safe and I scratch him behind the ears when he gets home. *giggles and winks @Rhage_BDB*
@BethR_BDB: I know how frustrating it is that @Wrath_BDB can’t be out fighting alongside his brothers, but he has a responsibility to the race as their King which he takes very seriously. I worry about the other warriors who are out in the streets every night, hunting down lessers and keeping us safe. @Wrath_BDB worries about even more than I do, and I don’t like to think of how hard he would take it if something happened to one of them.
@EhlenaA_BDB: I don’t worry overly much about @Rehvenge_BDB fighting. His battles are waged on a different field. *taps head*

L: The strength each of you has is amazing. I can hear it in your voices; see it in your body language. The conviction in our words comes shining through when speaking of such a hard subject. Thank you for your honest answers.

@DocJaneW_BDB: *nods* You're welcome. You have to be strong to handle one of these males, trust me. All the women here are tough as nails, couldn't be happier to find myself in their ranks.
@BellaR_BDB: *smiling* You’re welcome.

L/J: *gets up to walk around – seeing how natural they all are with each other, makes my/our nerves settle some* (hearing laughing over a game of pool between @Vishous_BDB & @Tohrment_BDB we walk over to check it out.*

@Vishous_BDB: *taking a shot*

L: Who’s winning?

@Vishous_BDB: *nods at @Tohrment_BDB* Want to play winner?
@Tohrment_BDB: *Eying the 3 ball, knowing I can bank it in if V misses his next shot*

J: Ohhh, no, we’re still playing Monopoly with @Wrath_BDB, @Rehvenge_BDB, @Zsadist_BDB, @Phury_BDB. We just came over to see what you guys were laughing about?

@Vishous_BDB: Well you did bring up the sparkly vamps so we had to give @Rhage_BDB some flack, true?
@Rhage_BDB: *flips V off*
@Tohrment_BDB: *shaking my head at all the sparkle talk*
@Lassiter_BDB: *still glowing* What is wrong with sparkle?
@Rehvenge_BDB: *finally absconding with Park Place AND Boardwalk, nailing the Brothers with sly amethyst eyes* Just hand over your banks now, ladies. *steepled fingers*

L: Who’s winning at the monopoly game? Oh… not sure, but I believe @Wrath_BDB might be. *feeling less and less nervous, but knowing it can return at anytime with so many males of this size packed into this room.*

@Rehvenge_BDB: *pulling all Z’s internal outrage for a snack and replacing it with the overwhelming desire to bake Halloween cupcakes*
@Zsadist_BDB: *feeling like I want to bake some cupcakes – shakes head and glares at @Rhevenge_BDB * You Fu…*growls*
@Wrath_BDB: *grins* Of course I’m winning. And Rehv? Park Place and Boardwalk mean nada. *laughs*
@Rehvenge_BDB: *shouts above the music that it’s Jessica’s turn*

L/J: *looking up at @Vishous_BDB, @Rhage_BDB, @Tohr_BDB & @Butch_BDB over the pool table* we’ll come back again in a few… *walking back over to the couch – noticing @John_MatthewBDB and @Xhex_BDB have joined the group*

Be sure to come back tomorrow night for the 3rd and finally part of our interview! You won't want to miss out it AND we'll have another surprise tomorrow night as well!


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Interview by Lisa (L) & Jessica (J)

All who are attending?

Playing Pool are Vishous_BDB & @Tohrment_BDB with @Butch_BDB and @Rhage_BDB playing next.
Playing Monopoly are @Rehvenge_BDB, @Zsadist_BDB, @Wrath_BDB, @Phury_BDB, and Jessica and I.
@BellaR_BDB and @BethR_BDB are playing with Nalla.
@DocJaneW_BDB, @MaryL_BDB, @CormiaC_BDB, @EhlenaA_BDB, and @MarissaH_BDB are looking over more plans for the medical facility while waiting for a shellan monopoly. It is much calmer. No daggers.
@John_MatthewBDB and @Xhex_BDB come in later, still in honeymoon phase they are… looking happy.
@Qhuinn_BDB and @Blaylock_BDB are playing Xbox.
@Lassiter_BDB flutters from group to group inputting his two cents.
@FritzDoggen_BDB serving crepes and drinks.

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