ELLY HAYS Book Tour Stops at Anna Belfrage’s Today!

elly cover_webMy ELLY HAYS book tour is stopping by Anna Belfrage’s blog today!

Pop over there and check it out. Click here! You can learn a little about the War of 1812, and who wouldn’t want that?!

While you’re at it, check out Anna’s books at Amazon here. I’m currently finishing the first book and excitedly anticipating the next.

51XARpMYKDL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA278_PIkin4,BottomRight,-69,22_AA300_SH20_OU01_Her new book is A NEWFOUND LAND. I’m in love with her covers. You can see all her amazing covers on a blog I wrote here.

Hallowe’en Blog Hop – Trick or Treat!

trickbanWelcome to the Hallowe’en Blog Hop Trick or Treat! Thank you so much for stopping by and thank you to author Francine Howarth for organizing the spooky event.

The following is an excerpt from my book The Legend of Stuckey’s Bridge. Please leave a comment at the bottom of the page and include the words “Trick or Treat” to be entered into my witches’ hat for a Kindle copy of the book. Only one copy will be given away, and a winner will be chosen at the witching hour Oct 31. That’s midnight Pacific Time for you mortals. Check back Nov 1 to see if you’re the winner and to claim your prize. Have a safe and ghoulish Hallowe’en, my little toadlets!

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Stuckey's cover_webThe Legend of Stuckey’s Bridge excerpt

The fog was dense, and the freckled boy couldn’t see more than a few feet in front of him, but he ran as fast as he could, tree branches whipping at his face. He tripped on a log, lunged forward, and nearly hit a tree head-on, but he caught his balance with his hands on the large tree trunk. He swung around behind it, leaning his back into it. He put his hand to his mouth to quiet his panting and felt the stickiness of sap from the trunk. He tried to wipe it off his face with his other hand, but that one was full of sap, too. He breathed slowly through his nose as he listened for his pursuer. He didn’t hear anything.

He was shaking uncontrollably and couldn’t stop himself. He clenched his jaw so his teeth wouldn’t chatter. Maybe he lost the murderer. Maybe he was dreaming. Maybe this was all a nightmare. Maybe he didn’t just witness an ax splitting his friend’s head wide open. He looked up into the black arms of the branches but couldn’t see anything but shadows. He glanced around in every direction, not being able to see more than a few feet in front of him. Where should he go? He didn’t know where he was or how long he would have to run to find safety. The nearest person could be miles and miles away. He didn’t see a place to hide. He would have to keep running. Surely the man wouldn’t follow him all night.

He held his breath and listened. Nothing. Which way? His breathing had begun to return to normal when a twig snapped loudly behind him. He gasped.

“You can’t hide forever, Freckles,” came a singsong voice. “Come out and let’s talk about this.”

He bolted in the direction opposite the voice, straight into the thick fog, running as fast as his feet would carry him. Vines and barbs grabbed at his legs, and branches scratched his arms like the claws of an unknown creature trying to rip off bits of his skin. He ignored them.

He stopped dead in his tracks as he felt an immense pain on his forehead, but he knew it couldn’t possibly be his pursuer’s ax. The murderer was way behind him.

He reached up to his face and felt something metal—something with a wooden handle. What is this!? The thick fog had limited his visibility. The sticky, warm wetness dripping into his eyes blinded him completely. His face was covered in warmth. Is this blood? He moved his hands over the object stuck in his forehead. A rake? Where did a rake come from? And how did it hit him squarely in the forehead? Confused, frightened, and in pain, he dropped to his knees, and an agonizing scream involuntarily escaped his lips as the long, wooden handle of the rake reached the ground before his knees did. The tines jerked upward, ripping off the front half of his scalp. The last thing he felt was the ax on the back of his head.

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Don’t forget to say “Trick or Treat” in your comment to be entered into the ghastly drawing and check back Nov 1 to see if you’re the winner!

Please visit the other Hallowe’en blog hop participants.

1. Francine 9. Denise Covey 17. Susan Hanniford Crowley
2. Marie Laval 10. Grace Elliot 18. Stephen Tremp
3. NancyJ 11. Gilli Allan 19. Hywela Lyn
4. N. R. Williams 12. Alison Stuart 20. Iyana Jenna
5. Alison Morton 13. Mary Pax 21. Vala Kaye
6. Karen Aminadra 14. Natalie-Nicole Bates 22. Yolanda Renee
7. Lori Crane 15. Douglas Boren
8. Derek Birks 16. Anna Belfrage

3 Busy and FUN Things!

Three awesome things in the works!!

oct ancestry challenge-0011) I’m hosting the OCTOBER ANCESTRY CHALLENGE 2013 Oct 1-31.

The goal is to post 23 blogs (Monday through Friday) in October about 23 different ancestors. All are welcome to join us. Comment and I’ll add your name to the roster that I’ll post here on Sept 30th.

If you don’t wish to participate, please stop by in October and let us dazzle you with our family’s history.

 

 

 

 

 

trickban2) Romancing the Blog is hosting the HALLOWE’EN BLOG HOP Trick or Treat (with giveaways!) on Oct 31st.

Make sure to stop by and win lots of treats! Rumor is authors will be giving away FREE Kindle copies of their books. Can’t wait!

 

 

 

 

 

book tour 43) The ELLY HAYS virtual book tour runs Nov 4-16 celebrating my new release.

Opening night features an online release party 7-9pm ET with GREAT prizes. Everyone is welcome! Closing day features a LIVE Twitter Chat 1-2pm ET. Use #ellyhays and join us.

Mark your calendars! I’m beyond excited!