Thursday, October 20, 2011

Maureen O. Betita - 1NS Anagram Halloween Contest

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I've been featuring different books from the 1NS series. This is the last purple letter to seek today, you should have all eight of them already. Today is a no letter collection so you have some extra time to collect all your letters and figure out the anagram. Tomorrow, the contest will be posted live, and will be open until 28th October. If you haven't been collecting the letters, and you have no idea what I'm talking about...Pay attention to the purple letters in each of the 1NS anagram posts, and collect them to form an anagram. There are eight letters all in all.
Halloween 1NS anagram contest goes live tomorrow to celebrate the release of Dracula's Kiss. Four 1NS books, winners choice, are up for grabs! Have you got all eight purple letters and have solved the anagram? Be sure to turn up tomorrow for details on how to submit your entry.
Also, one random commenter throughout the 1NS posts will win an ecopy of Dracula's Kiss, digital format of winners choice. So be sure to comment on each post if you want to win :) That's eight extra entries available if you post on each one. Please don't be kill-joys by posting suggestions on what you think the 'winning word' might be. Such posts will be deleted. Thanks.
So...are you ready for a 1NightStand with author Maureen O. Betita? 's multi-author series, 1NightStand, is based around Madame Evangeline's match-making skills. She has a, some might say magical, talent for putting the right two people together for just one night. When she does that, anything is possible. Especially when the dates take place at the fabulous Castillo Hotels and Resorts in some of the most exotic places in the world.
Something Different, Maureen O. Betita's 1NightStand book, takes us to... Turks, Caicos Island Resort

“…We women, we know the truth of love and the human heart. He will mourn me, dearest Evengeline. But as this illness steals my time with him, I want to leave him with hope. This dating service you run…when you feel he is ready, find him a woman, Eve. Find him someone different so that he doesn’t look for me in her eyes.
Show him my letter, so that he knows I want this for him with all my heart. Our children will follow your lead. He will resist, but be firm. Use all you know to bring love back into his life.
My days are numbered, the drugs ease my pain. Help my Aaron to heal from his.
Yours in spirit, Maria Consuelo Castillo”
He read the letter and slid into the chair at the family meeting. With a shudder, he met his son’s eyes and sighed. They all watched him, waiting. She wanted this? His beloved wife, gone three years? It was a useless gesture, but he wouldn’t deny the attempt. One date, to satisfy Maria. But that was all. He swore it.
Sail into the sunset as an old world gentleman finds himself charmed by a Californian upstart, challenged to open his heart and take a chance with a new love.
He reached out to touch the silk at her knee, his fingers sliding along her leg. “I remember a song lyric, from years ago…. In a silk dress running like a watercolor in the rain. This fits that line sublimely.”
“Al Stewart, Year of the Cat.” She put her hand on his. “I thought the same when I purchased it. Wildly impractical, but impossible to resist.”
“That describes you perfectly.”
She said nothing, just watched and waited. Then slowly she took his hand and raised it to her lips, kissed his fingertips, and smiled.
Blood roared through his body. He freed his hand, took her wine glass and set it aside with his. He had to touch her. Lifting his hand he touched her cheek and she closed her eyes, leaned into his palm.
A kiss like nothing he’d ever experienced. Her lips parted to his quickly, her breath filled his mouth as he gently inhaled, holding her head still so he could explore at his leisure. A hunger rose held back too long and he let his hand wander to her head, through the mess of artfully arranged layers, so many layers! He shifted and she went with him. Before he realized it, he lay half on top of her, one hand cupping her breast while the other wrapped around her shoulders. Her head rested on his upper arm as the kiss continued.
She moaned, her hand spread at his chest, fingers clenching slightly. He could feel her fingernails through the thin cotton of his shirt.
Her breast was bare beneath her dress. He’d suspected as much and his palm confirmed it. The nipple peeked delicately. He spread his fingers and squeezed.
She moaned, her tongue slipped across his lips…

Maureen O. Betita lives along the perfect shores of the Monterey Bay in California. She believes in second
chances, pirates and Starbucks. Oh, and pirates.


  1. Congrats on your new release! Looking forward to reading the newest adventure from the Queen of Pirate Punk!!!

  2. What a beautiful gift his wife left him. I got all teary reading the letter myself.

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  3. Thanks for visiting! I've been so crazy lately, I keep missing guest spots! JM...I hope you like it!
    Kathryn...yeah, Maria was a good woman and she knows Aaron well!

  4. That's what happens when you're busy writing your next book to keep the hoards happy!!

  5. Hoards...define hoards! I'd like to have hoards clammering for my stuff... Sounds...nice... ;-)

  6. pushes hoards out the way -- "Oi, make room for me!"
    Thanks for being apart of my wee anagram contest, maureen, and may you battle the hoards so you can keep writing fantastic tales for us :) Miss. Pirate Punk Queen you xxx

  7. I gots a better idea, JoAnne... Let's seduce the hoards inta buyin' all 'r' books...

    Mwah ha ha!

  8. Oh, I have this one. Need to ready it! :)