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.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He bounced his knife when he glimpsed her eating her cherries. But can he walked her brilliant bed? Find out in…
Passion’s sweet hurricane.
Too Funny!
Dottie 🙂
He Broke his Scissors when he glimpsed her Running her Strawberries. But can he Slice her Crimson Woman? Find out in…
Passion’s Lucious Tornado.
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.
JT
He licked his knife when he glimpsed her jumping her tacos. But can he be her handsome devil? Find out in…
Passion’s wicked storm.
He yanked his dagger when he glimpsed her fluttering her Cheetos. But can he save her brazen manhood? Find out in…
Passion’s tortured cyclone.
He curdled his spine when he glimpsed her fondling her syllabubs. But can he gyrate her moist hand? Find out in…
Passion’s clotted cumulonimbus.
(I just love that she is fondling her syllabubs. And wouldn’t you?)
(though I can see another hero above is flogging his toothpick, which is a really magnificent euphemism if I ever saw one)
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He scromped hisfingernail when he glimpsed her sighing her sushi. But can he scream her downy kitty? Find out in…
Passion’s steely acid rain.
He went his trowel when he glimpsed her sparkling her tomatoes. But can he speak her colorful book? Find out in…
Passion’s Soft Thunder.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He acted his knife when he glimpsed her beating her strawberries. But can he hate her lovely heart? Find out in…
Passion’s bleeding rain.
He pushed his claw when he glimpsed her singing her cupcakes. But can he run her hairy soldier? Find out in…
Passion’s lavender snowflake.
I can’t forget the turgid shrubs photo, so I went with garden words:
He raked his spade when he glimpsed her hoeing her anchovies. But can he pull her sap-filled dandelion? Find out in…
Passion’s thorny thunderhead.
He Infiltrated his Forbear! when he glimpsed her marketing her blintzes. But can he smile her blonde desk? Find out in…
Passion’s antique squall.
I wonder if I objected sharply enough?
I love madlibs, so I had to submit one.
He sipped his knife when he glimpsed her chewing her plums. But can he sew her portly church? Find out in…
Passion’s scrumptious hurricane.
He darted his Knitting needle when he glimpsed her Rampaging her apples. But can he sleep her reddened Horse? Find out in…
Passion’s stoney tornado.
“Snorts…I think I read this book in 1976…”
He silhouetted his knife when he glimpsed her swimming her grapes. But can he dig her bright gumboot? Find out in…
Passion’s red storm.
It’s interesting how many of us have her swimming her grapes….I don’t even know what that means!
He Ground his Stake when he glimpsed her Dying her Tomatoes. But can he Squirt her Prolific Arbor? Find out in…
Passion’s Innocent Fog.
He swam his pointy thing when he glimpsed her swinging her bananas. But can he smell her friendly English professor? Find out in…
Passion’s battered tornado.
Umm. Okay.
Awesome contest. These blurbs are so funny!
He massaged his awl when he glimpsed her mowing her
barbecued chicken. But can he masticate her wild cymbidium orchid? Find out in…
Passion’s purple fog
Can hardly breathe for laughing.
He thrust his dagger when he glimpsed her glistening her kebab. But can he lick her enormous calendar? Find out in…
Passion’s swaggering hoar frost.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He diddled his sea urchin when he glimpsed her wenching her octopi. But can he squish her slimy saddle? Find out in…
Passion’s smelly tsunami.
He fellated his nail file when he glimpsed her swimming her lamb shanks. But can he win her spiky shelf? Find out in…
Passion’s spicy hail storm.
He plunged his cleaver when he glimpsed her jumping her grapes. But can he sit her red carpet? Find out in…
Passion’s silky cyclone.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He Conned his blade when he glimpsed her phoning her yams. But can he run her silly table? Find out in…
Passion’s purple cumulo-nimbus cloud.
He milked his melon-baller when he glimpsed her mincing her apple dumplings. But can he swing her veiny people-eater? Find out in…
Passion’s orange drizzle.
Smart Bitches: Romantic Suspense Blurbs Gone Wild!
He grabbed his spear when he glimpsed her petting her melons. But can he adore her frisky puppy? Find out in…
Passion’s sizzling lightning strike.
He rode his knitting needle when he glimpsed her washing her berries. But can he has her blue hat? Find out in…
Passion’s Warm Rain.
He polished his chisel when he glimpsed her singing her figs. But can he massage her noisy butt? Find out in…
Passion’s evil heatwave.
massage her noisy butt – but can she match gis trouser trumpet, er, I mean chisel.
OMG, I’m still laughing…
He caressed his dagger when he glimpsed her flashing her coconuts. But can he fondle her pink flesh? Find out in…
Passion’s Fiery Eruption.
He meowed his nail file when he glimpsed her pruning her pancakes. But can he pop her shiny lamp? Find out in…
Passion’s rheumy cloud.
He rocked his fence post when he glimpsed her working her grapes. But can he burn her soft chair? Find out in…
Passion’s rocky thunder.
He smacked his sharp pencil when he glimpsed her screwing her tomatoes. But can he smell her fuzzy pussy…cat? Find out in…
Passion’s pink rain.
He rocked his fence post when he glimpsed her working her grapes. But can he burn her soft chair? Find out in…
Passion’s rocky thunder.