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The Yawn-o-meter - How long does it take you to yawn?

I think there is something wrong with me. I watched this and didn't yawn... However, my husband yawns whenever I saw the word yawn.

Give this video a watch and let me know how long it take you to yawn. *At the end of each month, I will award one random commenter from the month an eBook of their choice (my books, of course.) So be sure to leave your email. :)

Hypnotized - Available Now for 99 cents!

AVAILABLE NOW! My first new adult! And it's live for just 99cents for a limited time! Don't miss it at this price. Keep reading for a never before seen excerpt.

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When I'm with you, nothing else matters...

Paisley
I'm discovering who I am in this world. Venturing out on my own, away from my parents, and finding out what life is really all about. College isn't as easy as I thought it would be, especially with my best friend Evan becoming someone I hardly recognize. 
But then I met Gabe. He changed everything. My life will never be the same. 


Gabe 
I lived my life day to day, waiting for something great to happen. Then she walked into the coffee house, with her long legs and killer smile. I had to know her. Nothing was going to stop me. She hypnotized me from the moment I laid eyes on her. 
And after the first kiss, my fate was sealed to Paisley.


Content Warning: This book is recommended for ages 17 and up. Adult situations, including sex, underage drinking, and drugs will be found within these pages. Never Before Seen Excerpt! Kristy and I found ourselves a corner. I sipped a little more of my beer, finally getting the bottle a little more than halfway gone. Nursing the drink probably wasn’t the best idea, but as long as I kept this in my hand, I didn’t feel like such a loser. Maybe my friends were right. It was time to quit taking the easy route. I needed to have fun.

“Who is that hot guy? I think he’s checking you out.” Kristy poked my side.

I followed her gaze. Gabe.

“Go talk to him.” She pushed me.

“I, uh, I already did.”

Her eyes lit up. “Seriously? Well, who is he?”

I shrugged. “I met him before work at a coffee shop. He stared at me the whole time. Then tonight, when he got here, he watched me like he is now.” I should feel self conscious, but I didn’t. “As I waited for you, he came and talked to me, but Evan chased him away. To be honest, he’s freaking me out a little.” Kind of, but he intrigued me so much more.

“He can’t keep his eyes off of you.”

She was right. Even as he spoke to the guy with him, his eyes never left me. My heart raced. I honestly didn’t know what to think. It wasn’t like I’d never dated before. I’d had a few boyfriends in high school, but nothing serious.

“Go talk to him,” Kristy pressed.

“Who?” Evan showed up at just the right time. Go figure.

“No one,” I said quickly.

“She’s being silly. That guy.” Kristy pointed. Great, now he knew we were talking about him.

“She needs to stay away from him.” Evan put his arm around me again, only now he put a little more weight against me. If I didn’t think he’d fall, I’d have moved.

Kristy stared at Evan’s arm a moment then asked, “Why? He’s hot.”

“I don’t know. But my roommate says he’s trouble.”

Of course he was. He parked his bike wherever he wanted. “I need to use the restroom. Hold my drink.” I handed it to Kristy.

I wandered around the house. It was two stories, surely they had a restroom down here, but I didn’t find one. I headed up the creaky stairs. Sounds of groaning welcomed me at the top, making me giggle. Some people were having a lot of fun.

After using the restroom, I checked my appearance in the mirror. I turned by head back and forth. Maybe I did need to let my hair down. Tugging the elastic out, I let my long locks fall over my shoulder. I fluffed it with my fingers. The crease wasn’t so bad, and besides, more than half the people here were drunk. They weren’t going to care how my hair appeared.

I left the bathroom and stopped in my tracks. Leaning against the opposite wall was Gabe.

“Uh, hey again.” I grinned awkwardly.

“Having a good time?”

“I guess.”

A girl walked up wobbly, holding the wall the whole way. She pushed me out of the way, slamming the bathroom door. Now I stood close to him. Near enough I could touch him if I wanted.

“You sure that guy isn’t your boyfriend?”

I nodded. “Positive.”

“He comes across like he is.” His blue eyes bore in to mine.

“Well, he isn’t. Why would I lie?”

He shrugged. “Walk with me.”

I glanced around. We were upstairs, and there wasn’t anywhere to go. I knew once I went down stairs and Evan saw, he’d stop us. “It’s not a good idea.”

“Why?”

I leaned closer to him, inhaling his intoxicating scent and said, “From what I hear, I should stay away from you.”

He chuckled. “Is that so? And what do you think?”

I think I should see where he wants to take me, but I didn’t say that. “I don’t know you.”

“Then get to know me. Come on. One little walk. What could go wrong?”

The bathroom door opened and the drunk girl reemerged. “Awesome party!”

I laughed and watched as she concentrated on walking. Poor girl. I hoped she made it down the stairs.

“So?” He raised an eyebrow.

It was tempting. Take a walk with him, talk, get to know him, and find out why everyone thought he was trouble. “I think I’m going to pass.”

The cutest smirk I’d ever seen appeared on his face. “Paisley, you’re really going to make me work, aren’t you?”

The sound of my name on his lips was like music. “How did you know my name?” That was stupid, he could’ve asked someone.

“From the coffee shop when you got a drink.”

“Oh, yeah.”

He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from my face. My breath caught when his fingers lightly touched my skin, and I swear every nerve was on end.

“I like a good challenge.” He walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless.

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Things I wish I had more time to do...

GIFSoup Like many of you, I enjoy a good book. Unfortunately, I don't get as much time to sit and read them anymore as I would like. Between writing, taking care of the house, my family, I just don't always find the time I need to read or do something else I want to do. So today, I am compiling a list of the things I'd do, if we had just two more hours in a day. Read - of course! I am always buying books. After all, tons and tons of great ones are being released daily. I snatch them up to support friends on release days, or I see a book I've been wanting and it's on sale. My kindle is loaded with books I've yet to read. But thank goodness they are there and not stacked up on my night stand--which would be over flowing my now.
GIFSoup Crochet - I really need more time for this, but this hobby is very time consuming. I've been working on my husbands blanket since...well...a long time. Let's leave it at that. But to sit down and crochet, I need a good hour or more. I'm getting faster at this craft, but I'm no speed hooker! There are all kinds of things I want to make, but it seems like there is always something else that needs to be done, so I don't crochet nearly as much as I'd like.
GIFSoup Laundry - You're probably thinking, what can of weirdo wants to make more time for laundry. Well, this weirdo right here. I've love to be one of those people who washes a load a day, folds it, and puts it away. Currently, I have a basket in my bedroom of clean clothes that's been there over a week.... It's not like folding it is hard, I just forget, or think, that can wait. And boy, my laundry does a really good job waiting.

So, if I had a few hours extra in the day, I'd have to ration up my time between laundry, reading, and crocheting. Sounds good to me.

How about you? What do you wish you had more time for? -Lacey

Friday - Welcome back!

What a fun week it's been. I can hardly believe it's Friday. The kids have been on spring break, and the husband as well. We had some family come and visit for a few days. This week has gone by so quickly, that I really can't believe it is Friday!!!

Happy weekend everyone!!!

Pretend You're Not Shy

I'm a shy person. If you know me personally, you may or may not believe it. If you're someone I know well, I will talk your ear off. I won't be afraid to be myself around you, or even make a fool of myself. It's easy to not seem shy on social media as well. We have a computer and no one can see us. So we can open up, say silly things, and if we regret it, delete it and hope not too many people saw it.

As a writer, I spend a lot of time alone. I don't talk about my writing much. If someone asks me about it who knows me, it depends on my mood. I might talk your ear off about it or I might just shrug and skim the topic. When I meet someone in person whose read my work and they tell me, I never know how to react. 
GIFSoup This past weekend, I had a local book signing. It was a lot of fun. This was my first one out of my comfort zone. Typically I know someone at them well enough to buddy up with them. That person is usually Ella Jade. We've always clung to one another. At least for me, having her there with me gave me that extra boost of confidence. She could talk when I felt like being silent, and such. Not this time, I was all by myself, wandering around aimlessly, looking at the author names for the ones I found familiar, then hoping I might be familiar to them! 

"Hi, I'm Lacey Wolfe." 

I had to say this often, and it led into conversations. Before long, it wasn't so bad. I quickly learned a lot of these other authors were in the same boat as me. They are out of their realms as well. Yes, we talked about how nervous we were to be here and have to talk about ourselves. If only we could all have say with out laptops and Facebook chatted each other. Instead, we had to be face to face.

This event had a good reader turn out. As the readers came in to see what books were up for grabs, I watched the other authors. Some were super outgoing, calling out to them, waving, and bringing them over to their table. Some sat back and just waited. I smiled and said hi as people walked by, some stopping to talk to me about my books. A few people engaged with me for quite a bit! My inner self squealed but then also wondered if my answers were stupid.

All in all, I think it went well. As time went by, I found myself feeling a little more comfortable. I tried to push that shy girl away for a little bit, though I wasn't successful fully. I wasn't the only one at least, I was in a room with a room fill of people who probably were experiencing just a little bit of what I was in one way or another.

Now I'm home, back to my comfort zone. Go ahead and give me a call on the phone, I'll chat your ear off. Hopefully with each new event, I'll tear away at that shy girl. -Lacey

Hypnotized - Chapter One

April 18th is right around the corner. I can't believe I'm about to release this story. I started in the fall writing my first new adult, and now its coming down to hitting publish soon. eek! Enjoy chapter one and consider adding it to your goodreads lists .

Paisley 
I’m discovering who I am in this world. Venturing out on my own, away from my parents, and finding out what life is really all about. College isn’t as easy as I thought it would be, especially with my best friend Evan becoming someone I hardly recognize.
But then I met Gabe. He changed everything. My life will never be the same.

Gabe
I lived my life day to day, waiting for something great to happen. 
Then she walked into the coffee house, with her long legs and killer smile. I had to know her. Nothing was going to stop me. She hypnotized from the moment I laid eyes on her.
And after the first kiss, my fate was sealed to Paisley. “I wish you were coming with me, Paisley. I can’t wait to get out of this place. I can’t believe you’re sticking around.” As usual, my best friend Kristy was complaining.

I shrugged. I liked it here. I’ve lived in the same house my whole life, and the idea of packing up and leaving scared me. I was already going to be forty minutes from my parents when I moved out. “My parents got me an apartment near campus. So, it isn’t like I’m going to be under their roof anymore.”

“But still, live a little. Thank God Evan lives here, too. Hopefully, he can make sure you get out some.”

I rolled my eyes. All I ever heard from her and my childhood friend, Evan, was to let loose and live. “I think I can get into a good bit of trouble living here in downtown Athens.”

“If you say so. I hope you actually go to some college parties this year.”

Parties, crap. I’d almost forgotten Evan was taking me to one tonight. “I’m sure I will. But I’m not you, and don’t have this desire to spread my wings and fly.”

“I’m just sayin’.” Kristy leaned against her car.

Yeah, I heard her all right. She’d been giving me a hard time because I didn’t have the same desire as her to live in Florida and party it up on the beach. It was hot here, especially today. It’d be even worse in Florida. Though, I suppose I’d have the ocean to dip in… “I got to get to work soon, and I need a coffee ASAP.”

“All right, text me later. We’ve only got a few short weeks before we start college.” She hugged me. “When do you get the keys to your new place?”

God, she was really going to kill me now. “My parents already have them.”

“Paisley!” She shook her head. “You need an intervention. It’s time to cut the cord from your ‘rents.”

Grinning, I giggled. “Get out of here.”

As she climbed into her car, I heard her mumble something, but I didn’t pay much attention. I had just over thirty minutes before I needed to be at the used bookstore I currently work at. It’s within walking distance of campus, as well as where I currently stood, thank God. But first, I needed coffee, and I knew just the place I wanted to go. I hadn’t been there yet, but each time I passed the place, I wanted to stop in. I wasn’t putting it off a moment longer.

As I walked down the sidewalk in the Georgia heat, I tried not to let what Kristy said bother me. I wasn’t attached to my parents. Not really. I had a good relationship with them. We didn’t fight much. The horror stories Kristy used to tell, though. Her mom and her did not get along. She spent most of her time with me because of the constant screaming. I wasn’t surprised she had no problem leaving the state and not looking back.

So maybe it was time to move out. I was eighteen, nineteen in a few months, after all. I guess it was time to do it, but I just wasn’t feeling that push. Maybe once classes started and the commute was too much.

Next to the entrance of the coffee shop was a bike. Not a bicycle; a big motorcycle. I rolled my eyes at the pretty piece of machinery. How could someone be so inconsiderate to park there? It wasn’t a parking spot. Some people had no common sense, or even cared about how rude they were. Hopefully, some cop would ride by and give this jerk a ticket.

The dimly lit shop threw me as I stepped inside, the only lights by the register. The walls were painted a deep blue, and it was cool, almost to the point my skin bubbled up with goose bumps.

Note to self: Don’t come here to study without a flashlight and sweatshirt.

The various drink offerings were written in neon chalk on a giant chalkboard by the register. I had to admit, it looked kind of cool. The place had a laid back air to it and would probably be a great place to hang out with friends.

As I stared at the board, I got the feeling someone was watching me. Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed him in the back corner. He was definitely staring at me.

I tried to look away, but I was drawn to him. He sat there, leaning back in the chair, as he took a drink from his cup, still gazing at me. Then I noticed the helmet on the table. There was no way that guy had the motorcycle out front. He wore a pink button-down shirt and dark jeans that appeared to be pressed.

“Can I help you?”

I spun and saw a young woman behind the counter. “Uh, yeah. Sorry.”

“Didn’t mean to scare you.” She smiled as she twirled her long, brown locks.

I didn’t mean to stare at that guy for so long. It was like he’d hypnotized me. “I’ll take a tall iced mocha.”

The girl picked up a cup and with sharpie in hand asked, “Name?”

“Paisley.”

After I dug out the exact change—yes, I’m one of those people—I stepped back to wait. Every nerve in my body told me he still watched me, but I wouldn’t look at him. Absolutely not. Okay, one glance won’t hurt.

Damn. He was hot. He kept his dark hair short, but long enough that if I kissed him, my fingers could tangle in his hair.

Kiss him? I would not be doing that.

“Paisley,” the lady behind the counter called.

I turned my attention from the strikingly sexy guy back to the barista and thanked her as I took my cup. I needed to get out of here. Keeping my focus on the door, and away from the hot guy, I made a beeline for the door. Before I could make my escape, he reached out and touched me, stopping me in my tracks. Wow, I hadn’t realized his table was so close to the door.

“Hey.” He grinned, oh so sexily.

Taking a deep breath I said, “Hi.”

“I’ve never seen you in here before.”

If I’d known this place was full of hotties, I’d have been here more. “First time.” I took a sip of my drink.

“I hope it’s been a good experience. Perhaps I’ll see you again.” He tapped his fingers on the table, never blinking.

“Maybe.” I needed to get out of here before I found myself in a staring contest with him again.

I opened the door, virtually blinded by the sunlight after being in the dark coffee house. As I sipped the amazingly good coffee drink, I spotted the motorcycle again. Maybe I should go back inside and tell him what a parking spot is. Or maybe I shouldn’t. Chances were I’d never see him again.

My cell beeped in my back pocket, reminding me I had ten minutes until I had to be at work. No time to dwell on Mr. Sexy Coffee Guy, or his choice of a parking spot.

* * *

I grabbed my purse from under the counter and filled out the time sheet. It was Friday night, and Evan was dragging me to a damn party. After the last few invites, I’d run out of excuses to avoid going.

Evan and I had been neighbors our whole lives. Our parents always envisioned we’d marry, and all that junk, but he was just a friend. I don’t think either of us ever saw the other as anything more.

After saying goodbye to my boss, I left the book store and saw Evan leaning against a light pole. I was glad he was there. With it dark out, it would’ve been harder to find him. He was dressed in cargo shorts and a T-shirt with some logo on it. He’d been growing his blond hair out a bit, and it was to the point he could brush it to the side.

“Evan,” I called, waving my hand.

“Hey, Pais. Ready to go?” He came over to me, and his cologne was so strong I almost gagged.

 “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

He looped his arm with mine. “Let’s take your car. I feel like getting sloshed. We can crash at my place after, if you want.”

Evan had already moved out and in with a roommate a week after graduation. I didn’t exactly like the guy he lived with. “I don’t plan on getting drunk.”

“That’s why you’re driving, Little Miss Goodie Two Shoes.”

I rolled my eyes feeling like this evening was going to suck already. “Don’t make fun of me, or I won’t go.”

“Oh, you’re going.” He pulled me toward my car.

“Just promise not to drink too much. I don’t feel like dragging your ass down the sidewalk in these shoes.” I unlocked my car, and we climbed in. “Buckle up.”

He winked and glanced at my strappy sandal heels, but didn’t say anything.

“Got an address?”

Evan handed me his phone with the navigation app already open to tell me how to get tonight’s party. The drive was quick, and I parked on the lawn like many of the other vehicles. I had secretly been hoping the party might be a bust, but from the crowd already amassed, and the loud thump of bass coming from the house, that definitely wasn’t the case.

The music grew louder as we entered. I wondered how long it would take until the cops showed up. A couple guys hollered out Evan’s name and he waved. He then leaned close to my ear. “Want a beer?”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Just one, Pais. That’s it.”

Glancing around, it seemed like everyone had drink. Talk about pressure. “I guess. But just one.”

I followed Evan like a lost puppy through the crowd. He popped the top off a brown bottle and handed it to me. I took it, but didn’t take a drink.

“Now what?” I felt so out of place. This wasn’t my first party. I’d gone to several in high school, but I’d known everyone. So far, I hadn’t recognized a single person. I hated this. I didn’t want life to change.

“Mingle. Half the people here are toasted. Just go talk to them.” He put an arm around my shoulders. “My roommate’s over there. We’ll start there.”

Great. This night was improving with each passing minute. We walked through the crowd to see Pete, who had a pretty brunette sitting in his lap—of course. “‘Sup?”

“How’s it hanging?” Evan tugged me hard against his side. What was up with that?

“I’m feeling pretty good right about now.” Pete tilted his bottle up, finishing it. “Hey, Paisley.”

“Hey.” I tucked a loose strand of hair from my ponytail behind my ear. I socialized with Pete as little I could. Since Evan had started living with him, he’d been getting into more and more trouble. I blamed Pete.

I noticed the way Pete eyed Evan’s arm around my shoulder. Did I want Pete to think Evan and I were together? At least then he wouldn’t approach me. Evan said the guy liked women—a lot. I’d never seen him with the same one twice.

Pete leaned close to the girl on his lap. “Will you go get me another?”

She hopped off his legs and wandered off. I felt like following her and telling her the things I’d heard about Pete. Save her the heartache, but for all I knew, she might be like Pete.

“You gonna let loose tonight?” Pete asked as his gaze wandered over my body. “Let your sexy blonde hair down.”

“You never know.” Though I knew that wouldn’t be happening.

I felt Evan’s hand in my hair, tugging at my ponytail. I jerked away from him.

“What are you doing?”

He took a drink. “He has a point. You look better with it down.”

Since when did he care? “My hair’s been up all day. It’ll look like shit if I take it down.”

Evan groaned and appeared irritated, but I didn’t care. Whatever had gotten in to him was pissing me off. If we weren’t such good friends, I’d get out of here. I took a long swig from my beer. Maybe this would take the edge off.

“Fuck. What’s he doing here? I hate that guy.” Pete sat up straight, staring at the door as the brunette returned and resumed her place in his lap.

I turned to see who he was talking about. Standing at the entrance of the house was Mr. Sexy Coffee Guy. And once again, he was looking right at me.

Crafty Wednesday - Kitchen Scrubber

If you crochet, knit, whatever, you find you have yarn left a good bit. It's never enough yarn to really do anything with. So I started to play on Pinterest looking for something simple to make and I came across a kitchen scrubber. Which after I made it, my husband pointed out, if I cleaned with it, it wouldn't be long before it got stinky... This was quick to knit. I chained 30, then I did 7 rows of HDC (half double crochet). I then folded it in half length wise and SC (single crocheted) all four edges.

Quick and simple - my style. :)

I've not actually used it yet. It's so pretty and in the back on my mind, I don't want to ruin it. I've not decided yet if I want to use it for dishes or when I spray the stove off. I guess I really should clean something with it to see how effective is, that way I know if I want to make more or not.

Happy Wednesday! What are you currently working on? Oh, I am still working on the hubby's blanket. I must admit, I got kinda bored, but I've picked it back up and hope to have it complete before next fall. LMAO. -Lacey

Cover Reveal - Keys To Her Heart (Brookfield Series)

You met Cody in Not Just Friends and Growing Love as Alyssa and Diane's brother. Now with his sisters finally settled down, it's time for Cody to find someone for himself.

Keys To Her Heart will be available June 2014! Stay tuned for more details.

Getting Fit!

I totally failed at blogging last week. The week was totally off wack between my husbands work hours, to starting a new workout schedule. Some days I wasn't getting home until almost noon, then I had writing to get done. If you stop by for my blog posts, sorry. And hey, if you're stopping by for your first time, you probably had no idea last week was a total fail.

Have you ever worked with a personal trainer? I hadn't until last week. I was nervous. Was this guy going to yell at me the way you see on TV? Would he be soft spoken and encouraging? How would he make me do what I don't want to do?

Simple, just the look. The watching and the, "How many did you do?" My answer. "15." His reply, "You've got 5 more. Let's go." 

 Near the end of an hour workout, I do admit, when his back is turned, I stop whatever task I was assigned, pant and wonder why the hell I'm torturing myself. Then he turns around and its back at it like I never stopped. OMG, it's like the longest, yet shortest hour of my life. When I get home, I fall onto the couch and it takes every aching muscle to get me back up again, and I think, in a few weeks this will be so worth it! I really hope it is.

Last week, I felt like I had broken ribs if I laughed or sneezed. OUCH!

However, as I sat on the toilet (TMI, sorry), I had a smaller role in my midsection. Which in turn put a smile on my face. The pain did something. *high five!*

I'm working out with a group of women with the trainer. I'm impressed we all came back for day 2 last week, now to see if we all return for day 3 tomorrow. On top of this torture to my body, I am staying on my gym schedule as well. Hopefully in a few weeks, it starts to pay off. This quote above with the lady running, that's what is keeping me going. I'm sharing it just in case I have any blog readers out there who are just getting started in their workouts as well. Just keep going! The torture will pay off -- or so all these fitness quotes keep telling me. 

Happy Monday! You've got this! -Lacey

Cover Reveal - The Sin Circus

I'm so excited to show you this cover! I can't wait for April 29th when this book releases. This cover is HOT! It's my first cover by the talented Mina Carter. Now onto the cover reveal and all the fun details on this story.  The Sin Circus

Everyone remembers their first trip to the circus--the home of fantasy and dreams. Where the idea that anything is possible meets a creative reality of alluring tricks and amazing acts of defiance. The big top is known for inspiring lust, awe, and happy memories, and now you'll see it like never before.

Some of today's hottest romance authors combine the decadent memories of the center ring with all the flavors in erotic fiction in The Sin Circus. Whether it's with a dominating Ringmaster, a lion tamer's bratty kittens, or a dark Harlequin King, this show is sure to shock the audience with its dazzling dares and tantalizing tales.


Dark Surrender by Rachel Firasek
He stole her control, but she hasn't completely surrendered her heart...yet.
http://www.rachelfirasek.com

Claimed by the Blade by Mina Carter
He's waited years to claim her. Tonight, she's all out of excuses...
http://mina-carter.com

Ring of Fire by Lacey Wolfe
The Ringmaster must figure out his feelings before his ballerina goes up in flames...
http://www.laceywolfe.com

Unmasking Her Dom by Jennifer James
Tormented by touch, the King of the Harlequin resolves to release his bratty sub before she strips away the last barriers between them, and discovers his secret shame.
http://www.authorjenniferjames.com

The Bratty Lioness Tamer by April Angel
Two sexy female lovers. A new master ready to tame them. And the performance they'll never forget.
http://millytaiden.com/

Sweet & Sticky by Sabrina Garie
Recipe for forever: Mix a flailing writer with a down-on-his-luck agent, toss in a pound of cotton candy and an empty bleacher. Let simmer.
http://sabrinagarie.com/

Twice the Pleasure by Georgina DeBurca
As the bindings unravel, two brothers race to save the woman who has captured their hearts.
https://www.facebook.com/author.deburca

With the Greatest of Ease by Anne Lange
He traded a trapeze and the catch of a lifetime for a life in a courtroom. Now he’ll share her, to catch her, one last time.
http://authorannelange.com/


We are sponsoring a $25.oo Amazon GC to one lucky winner through a rafflecopter giveaway! a Rafflecopter giveaway Add The Sin Circus to your Goodreads lists. -Lacey