Since I poked a little fun at vaguely religious pseudonyms, and since Roxanne St. Claire isn’t a pseudonym, I thought, let’s have another ARC giveaway, shall we?
Yes, we shall!
Your task: more fun with romantic suspense! Using your power of Word Knowlege, use the form below to generate a title and its tagline.
As always, copy and paste your brilliant results into the comments. Two winners will be chosen to receive an advanced reader copy of Roxanne St. Claire’s next book, Hunt Her Down. 24 hours, so grab the hand of your nearest male silhouette, and run, run like the wind!
Note: the results appear in a popup window, so be ye warned.
He humped his ice pick when he glimpsed her bending her roast beef. But can he kick her slimy hamster? Find out in…
Passion’s fluffy tornado.
He Feasted his Dagger when he glimpsed her Racing her Apples. But can he Thrust her Rosy Heroine? Find out in…
Passion’s Heart Lightning Bolt.
He crawled his icepick when he glimpsed her hugging her muffins. But can he write her cute table? Find out in…Passion’s plump cloud.
I really like “hugging her muffins”.
Am I the only one who’s surprised that everyone knows the technical name of a specific cloud? Did I miss that class in 7th grade or something?
Haha! Her slimy hamster! Sadly, that sounds like something a (certain type of) guy would say…sort of like “taking the skin boat to tuna town.”
“I’m SO gonna kick her slimy hamster.”
Now, that one just sounds like good ol’-fashioned purple prose.
Oh, this is fantastic! I’m glad I did mine before I read the others.
He summoned his knife when he glimpsed her hunting her donuts. But can he tie her handsome dog? Find out in…
Passion’s fluffy lightning.
He regurgitated his incisors when he glimpsed her palpitating her cream pies. But can he hold her resplendent orbs? Find out in…
Passion’s undulating whirlpool.
This is like a flash fiction exercise. Now to go write it! I think I can get at least 500 words out of it. 🙂
He yielded his toothpick when he glimpsed her swinging her rolls. But can he shake her ridiculous carnivorous plant? Find out in…
Passion’s foolish drizzle.
He flambeed his chipped nail when he glimpsed her skanking her clams. But can he whittle her toasty yarmulke? Find out in…
Passion’s Shrill Smog Cloud.
He stroked his fangs when he glimpsed her massaging her cheesecakes. But can he eat her sweet book? Find out in…
Passion’s splendid rainstorm.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He dropped his shard when he glimpsed her bathing her rutabagas. But can he boil her tender wad? Find out in…
Passion’s tangy drought.
A note about the skanking—
It’s the kind of dancing you dance when listening to ska music. Just to clear up the air. Although the other possible definition is fun too.
He slaughtered his toothpick when he glimpsed her waddling her corndogs. But can he reupholster her vulpine knapsack? Find out in…
Passion’s holy sunbeam.
Bahaha is it sad that I would read that?
He polished his bayonet when he glimpsed her manipulating her jellybeans. But can he seek her hungry flower? Find out in…
Passion’s swollen zephyr.
I wanna see *statistics*, here. How many ice picks? How many eggplants? Can we class these “sharp” objects, and begin to get a glimmer of the deep dissatisfaction of the sbtb readership? How many thumbtacks, versus how many swords? How may needles versus how many lances?
Oh, thunderous hurricane of passion, how many kumquats? Is there *deep* *psychological* *significance* in the fact that the sharp things are all … well, *small*, and all the foods … rounded?
Learn more, in Passion’s baking drought. Available from booksellers far (far, far, *far*) away from you (you hope).
Amy!
He swept his katana when he glimpsed her heaving her bratwursts. But can he leave her perilous leg? Find out in…
Passion’s Lusty Cloud.
Please don’t enter me! But I couldn’t resist trying this out and almost died laughing at my results:
He stabbed his knife when he glimpsed her banging her strawberries. But can he choke her sweet honey? Find out in…
Passion’s bloody storm.
Ew! And awesome! LOL
He Bled his Scythe when he glimpsed her Lumbering her Bon Bons. But can he Peer her Long Tumbler? Find out in…
Passion’s Old Typhoon.
LOL…. Passion’s Old Typhoon. And for everything else, there’s Cialis.
He flogged his toothpick when he glimpsed her packing her vegetables. But can he stand her skinny guitar? Find out in…
Passion’s belt typhoon.
*sigh* I never was very good at mad-libs.
He sashayed his knife when he glimpsed her unmasking her tacos. But can he watching her amazing necklace? Find out in…
Passion’s beautiful tornado.
Unmasking of her TACOS? bwahahahahahahahaha
He sashayed his knife when he glimpsed her unmasking her tacos. But can he watching her amazing necklace? Find out in…
Passion’s beautiful tornado.
Unmasking her TACOS?!
Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha
Sorry for the double post!!
A contest with pre-programmed cleverness! You all are always so clever I don’t even usually try.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He ran his awl when he glimpsed her looking her bananas. But can he eat her ancient quilt? Find out in…
Passion’s silent hurricane.
He Bloviated his Scalpel when he glimpsed her Belching her Plums. But can he Masticate her Effervescent Manure Spreader? Find out in…
Passion’s Perspicacious Tropical Inversion.
My perspicacious hubby provided the vocabulary… 🙂
He lathed his awl when he glimpsed her toasting her kumquats. But can he plunder her wan pony? Find out in…
Passion’s zesty cumulo nimbus.
He caressed his hatpin when he glimpsed her grinding her sardines. But can he search her purple tile saw? Find out in…
Passion’s silken upslope blizzard.
He flung his rusty nail when he glimpsed her cantoring her berries. But can he hunt her loathesome pillow? Find out in…
Passion’s elephantine tornado.
I know I was reaching too much w/ “elephantine”…
He grunted his scythe when he glimpsed her pumping her popsicles. But can he grind her fervent chair?
Find out in…
Passion’s adorable cold front.
He clucked his Washington Monument when he glimpsed her cleansing her Cheerios. But can he churn her pulsating doorknob? Find out in…
Passion’s flavorful tropical storm.
Fuck yeah, sounds like it’s right up my alley (that’s what she said!)
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He clucked his Washington Monument when he glimpsed her cleansing her cheerios. But can he churn her pulsating doorknob? Find out in…
Passion’s flavorful tropical storm.
Fuck yeah, sounds like it’s right up my alley! (that’s what she said!)
He scoured his fork when he glimpsed her probing her crackers. But can he raids her intense bed? Find out in…
Passion’s Silky Blizzard.
He spun his awl when he glimpsed her fasting her kumkwats. But can he thought her obtuse key? Find out in…
Passion’s acute overcast.
He gravitated his corkscrew when he glimpsed her rotating her edamame. But can he float her moldy balloon? Find out in…
Passion’s robust Nor’easter.
Oh man, I love it.
He stroked his screwdriver when he glimpsed her coveting her cupcakes. But can he glorify her sparkling rod? Find out in…
Passion’s majestic tornado.
Oh me, oh my, all of the snippets and taglines are so maaarvelously marvelous….
Amy!: I note with some amusement that I appear to be the only player who thought to use “wit” as the Sharp Object. (I also believe I was the first typhoon….)
He spent his dagger when he glimpsed her sinking her mushrooms. But can he abandon her sultry spanish moss? Find out in…
Passion’s verdant hurricane.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He stripped his shard when he glimpsed her gagging her cucumbers. But can he is her green Natalie? Find out in…
Passion’s orange sunny.
He swallowed his seam ripper when he glimpsed her provoking her eggs. But can he bloviate her overweight cow? Find out in…
Passion’s corpulent mammatus cloud.
Oy.
Diane :oP
He hunted his pencil when he glimpsed her flossing her french fries. But can he lick her rounded grass? Find out in…
Passion’s Gilded Monsoon.
…he licked her rounded grass? That sounds…. dirty. You don’t know where that grass has been! Her grass gets around.
I could keep going on this forever. LOL.
JT