The Perfect Stranger by Alison Kent

Edited March 25th to add… Contest ended Saturday.  Thanks to all who entered… Winner was Pat L.

perfectstranger220.jpgMiz Alison Kent, blogger extraordinaire, is running a contest.  She’s giving away books…using other bloggers.  I feel so used… oh wait, I told her I’d do it.  I don’t think that counts as being used.   ;o>

To promote her new book, The Perfect Stranger, Alison is giving away copies thru blog contests…like the one I’m getting ready to run.  Details down below…

 Here’s the blurb for The Perfect Stranger

Some like it hot. The men and women of Alison Kent’s sizzling SG-5 series like it hotter. In this all-new novel of steamy suspense, the jungle is the only place wild enough for a hotshot helicopter pilot and a renegade rich girl with one hell of an agenda…

Bachelor parties are fun, as long as you’re not the poor sap getting hitched…or slipped a Mickey and waking to discover you just became the poor sap. Not to mention that your “wife” is pregnant, and if you don’t go along to her village to meet the in-laws, the nice police comandante will be muy unhappy. Just another day in the life of helicopter pilot J. Jackson Briggs? Not so much. His Smithson Group gig wasn’t supposed to be dangerous, but the the woman who drugs him, then knocks him out, then drugs him again certainly is. She also may or may not be a nun. She’s definitely a lying, scheming, lethally gorgeous…American. Jack’s light years from believing the story Jillian Endicott gives him about her noble cause in the sweltering wilds of San Torisco, but he knows one thing: he’ll get the truth—and plenty more—from her, one way or another…

Being an Endicott of the Boston Endicotts taught Jillian plenty about the haves vs. the have-nots—and made it easy to choose sides. But there’s nothing easy about her mission in San Torisco, and things only get harder when Jack Briggs is thrown into the mix. Six-foot-three of big Texas mouth and big…other things…Jack’s pegged her as a bored little rich girl. Hey, he can think what he wants, as long as he does what she wants. Do unto others what needs to be done—that’s Jillian’s motto. Problem is, Jack knows how to push her buttons from minute one—and the closer he gets to pushing her over the edge, the more she wants him to…

Now under dark velvet cover of jungle nights, two rebels with a cause are going deep—and falling hard—for the perfect stranger…

Lee Ann Daugherty, Romance “Mistress”, Waldenbooks #1393,
Elizabethtown, KY has to say this about Alison’s books.

“I’ve already recommended you to my customers, but I’ve just thought of
some others who I’ve turned on to Cherry Adair, Suzanne Brockman, Amy
Fetzer, Cindy Gerard…the women writers who construct great adventure
novels with fierce romances attached…that I’ll have to turn them on to
you, too.”

Alison also sent me this excerpt…

Her knee on his sternum made breathing impossible. She leaned over him, all haughty and regal, her skin heat-flushed ivory silk, her tendrils of damp hair dark in contrast.

His spirit more than willing, his flesh way past weak, Jack found himself seduced by her mouth-and the possibilities involved in their respective positions. But he’d always preferred to be on top.

So he shoved one knee between her legs, flipped her over, and pinned her to the ground.

Her wrists were tiny and porcelain smooth beneath his hands, her body pliant, soft, a memory of flesh-on-flesh and pleasure. He’d denied himself too long.

He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her mouth. Her lips quivered and Jack caught back a groan. His gut clenched, contracted, knotted into a ball; he checked the urge to take things slow and met her gaze.

Her gold-brown eyes widened, first in fear and innocence, then shame and want. The flashing contradictions brought the picture into focus. He was about to make it with a nun.

Now I’m trying to figure out why I’m giving this away instead of keeping it for ME ME ME!

Oh, yeah.  I told Alison I would.  Daggone it. Okay, so here’s the contest. All you have to do to win the copy Alison has given me is describe your perfect stranger…could be a fictional one, could be one you’ve met in the past…details, details!  The contest will run for a couple of weeks to give everybody a chance to enter.

Have fun!