Doggone Blog Hop for Charity

Meet Mindy and Wallace.

They came to us under very different circumstances. I work at a veterinary clinic, and the local shelter brought in a six month old pug with a broken leg to be put to sleep. Of course, I took him on the spot. We named him Wallace. Shortly after he got better, it became pretty clear to us that he needed a friend. We called a local shelter, told them the situation, and they said they had the perfect dog. We threw Wallace in the car, sped down the road, and adopted a furry ball of fire whom Hubby named Mindy.

At first, Wallace just wasn't sure of her. She was a girl after all, and girls have cooties. But it didn't take long until they became buddies. Now, they're virtually inseparable. They sleep together and play together - in fact, they spend most of their time by each other's sides.

For my donation today, I'm pledging 50% of my royalties of all of my Breathless Press titles, found here, now through the end of July to Tanners P.A.W. S, a local rescue. 

For my hoppers, I'm offering up a free pdf copy of your choice of any of my Breathless Press titles. Just head over to Breathless Press and look up DC Juris. 

To enter to win, just leave a comment below with your e-mail, and tell me about a special dog in your life!

Also, please consider voting for my dog and charity as TOP DOG of the blog hop by leaving a comment of TOP DOG. (Pretty please!!!)

****PLEASE BE AWARE:  I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

Sneak Peek Sunday 6/16/13

These 6 paragraphs are from a WIP titled "Pudding Jones." It's currently being reviewed for submission. Maybe if you all love these 6 paragraphs enough, that'll convince the editor to accept it!  (hint, hint)

Enjoy!


Pudding took a deep breath; let it out slowly and deliberately. "Suppose I should start at the beginning, hmm? To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born, as I have been informed and believe, on a Friday, at twelve o'clock at night. It was remarked that the clock began to strike, and I began to cry, simultaneously..."

While he talked, I wracked my brain. I had heard those words before. But where? It finally hit me, and I chuckled. "Copperfield."

"What?"

"That's from David Copperfield."

"What is?"

"What you just said. To begin my life, yadda yadda. It's the opening lines of a book called David Copperfield by Charles Dickens."

Colors of the Rainbow Blog Hop

http://bloghops.marketingforromancewriters.org
(click this link, click next, then click start/welcome to the hop - there you will find the
list of participants and the download link for the free mini book mentioned in this blog)

For my part in the hop, I'm sharing an excerpt from "Dream Come True," one of my very first published stories, and the first story in The Sky People Trilogy.  Leave a comment below, including your e-mail, and you'll be entered to win a free pdf copy. Good luck!!

Also, don't forget about the Rainbow hop giveaway! By following the link above, you can download a 60 page eBook of excerpts from MFRW Authors, exclusive for this blog hop.

****PLEASE BE AWARE:  I write GLBTQ romance. GLBTQ stands for gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, and queer. This means my works feature same sex relationships AND same sex sexual acts. If winning that kind of a book isn't your cup of tea, kindly pass on to the next blog in the hop and leave the spot open for someone else. Thank you.****

Blurb:

Driven by dreams of his soul mate Tristen, Jinsu steps through the portal to Earth, leaving all he has ever known behind. Little does he know that Tristan has had dreams too, but unlike Jinsu, Tristan doesn't believe in them. When they meet, will they both discover that dreams really can come true? 

Excerpt:

Jinsu scrambled up over the chain link fence. Barbed wire at the top bit into his hands, but he didn’t care. He had to know the truth. He hit the ground running and scaled another fence with barely any effort. He darted through the dense, tangled undergrowth with reckless abandon, mindless of the limbs and branches that whipped at his face. A few scratches were a fair price to pay. He splashed through a small stream, aware the entire time of shouts from behind him. His pursuers were gaining on him; he wasn’t going to make it.

He skidded to a stop, sending chunks of dirt and loose rock flying over the edge of the cliff. Arms flailing, he fought to keep his balance and his footing as the ground beneath him came to an abrupt end, leaving him perched on the overhang. He gaped—never had he thought that his homeland was high up in the air, but the evidence was undeniable. He wrapped an arm around a tree branch, and leaned out over the expanse for a better look.

Jinsu blinked at the wonder below him, straining to make sense of shapes below. Another city, maybe. He blinked again. Several cities; an entire country, perhaps. Another world. Shining lights glittered up at him, but from how far away he couldn’t tell. Not that it mattered anymore.

“There he is! Get him!”

Jinsu climbed back to solid ground and stood, his hands held high above his head in surrender. He cast a longing look back as they lead him away. This was not over. Not by a long shot.

Flash Fiction - End of the Line

Flash Fiction: "End of the Line" by DC Juris


Rain slashed the air, falling hard and fast in fat drops that hit my head like tiny pebbles. Might've been annoying if I'd had any time to give it thought. The piece of shit on the ground beneath my boot had all my attention, though. "Where is the girl?"

"You don't know who you're dealing with." He spat blood onto my boot. "You're in way over your head, copper."

A slow grin lifted my lips and I showed my teeth in a snarl. "I'm not a cop, asshole." I pressed my foot down on his throat and cocked the gun. "The girl?"

He coughed and sputtered, clawing at my boot. He struggled to speak.

I lifted my foot a fraction of an inch. "Beg your pardon?"

"Fifth and Maine." He rubbed his throat. "The old coffee plant."

I nodded and aimed the gun at his head.

"Wait! I gave you what you wanted! You can't kill me!" He held shaking hands up to me. "No! Please, God!"

I smirked. "God won't recognize you when I'm done."

Recent Hop Winners

With being sick and all the doctor appointments, I've fallen behind on blogging and hops. So, here's a list of recent winners, and I'll be contacting you all shortly!

Congratulations!!

Love of Mythology Hop - Richard Knaak books - Katieamanda1(at)yahoo(dot)com


Backlist Blog Hop - Omarati - wendynjason04@gmail.com, debby236 at gmail dot com, strive4bst(At) yahoo(Dot) com, koozebane(at)yahoo(dot)com, slats5663(at)shaw(dot)ca, humhumbum AT yahoo DOT com, penumbrareads(at)gmail(dot)com, sstrode at scrtc dot com, caroaz [at] ymail [dot] com, smurfettev AT gmail DOT com, shadowluvs2read(at)gmail(dot)com


Duckapalooza Final Giveaway - Flowers - June M (manning_J2004 at yahoo dot com),

Insects - Jason (jason.jacobs47 at gmail dot com)

Readers - Aly (alinutza4u2004[at]yahoo[dot]co[dot]uk)



Duckapalooza Ninja Ducks - Justin (jmelter(at)gmail(dot)com)


Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop - winner's choice of three pdfs - koozebane(at)yahoo(dot)com ( SUNDAE SURPRISE, ASIAN PERSUASION, and ALONE TOGETHER


Wet and Wild Blog Hop - Two of a Kind - Roxanne (roxxii _ g @ live . com )

Hop Against Homophobia - winner's choice pdf and swag pack - kimberlyFDR@yahoo.com

Father's Day Giveaway 6/6/13 - 6/13/13

To celebrate Fathers' Day, I'm giving away this awesome set of chocolate tools!

Leave a comment below with your e-mail, and you'll be entered to win!

GOOD LUCK!!

NEW RELEASE - "Cupid Knows" by DC Juris

"Cupid Knows" was originally part of the "Shot Through the Heart" anthology, and is now being re-released as a stand alone book. This is the story of how Jack and Alan met!

Blurb:

Jack has been dreaming about Alan ever since they met at a game. Can he convince Alan to take a chance on a Valentine's Day meeting when Alan has something to hide?

Excerpt:


Ugh. Valentine's Day. If there was a better way to make a single man feel like crap, I didn't know what it was. I stomped the snow off my boots and stared hard at the stupid little cut outs of hearts and cherubs adorning the bank door as I opened it and entered. Inside the décor was even worse; a giant inflatable Cupid, complete with bow and arrow and cheesy smile, stood off to the side. Cupid Knows You Should Bank at Mid Atlantic!, the sign above him proclaimed. I shook my head, wondering if I should bother to point out that anyone who was actually inside the bank probably already did bank there, or would shortly, and wouldn't it make more sense to put Cupid out on the curb?

I had decided it couldn't get any tackier when I turned and spotted little white bears hanging from the stanchion ropes. I smirked at the words Mid Atlantic Cares emblazoned across their furry chests, imagining bank tellers armed with tattoo guns hunting down polar bears. And then it happened: I looked up…and stifled a gasp.

There he was.

I didn't know his name. Had never even formally met him. I'd hugged him at a football game. A playoff game, to be more specific. Our team won. I say "our team" since we had both been wearing team shirts. In the magic of the moment of the final ticking of the game clock, as the crowed had screamed "five…four…three…two…ONE!!!" we had turned to each other and hugged. That was it. Nothing more. No handshake. No "Hi, my name is…" Nothing. Stupid, insignificant nothing.