Thinking of enjoying a nice hot cup of tea while reading a good book? Look no further!
We have a paperback copy of The Diabolical Miss Hyde to give away, plus two ounces of Fava Tea’s Duchess of Earl tea, a rather saucy tea diffuser, and a purple dragonfly bookmark.
The Diabolical Miss Hyde by Viola Carr is a steampunk adventure featuring Dr. Eliza Jekyll, a police detective and forensic investigator, and her shadow-self, Lizzie Hyde, who is all about steampunk sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll. Eliza and Lizzie have to solve a series of murders, and dodge the Royal Society who would burn them alive if they knew about the magical nature of Eliza’s transformation into Lizzie.
The tea we’re offering, two ounces of Fava’s Duchess of Earl, is a milder earl grey tea, flavored with berries. It’s something I think Eliza might drink while going over her notes on her latest case.
The tea diffuser is Mister Tea, who wears BPA-free silicone rubber trousers. He perches on the edge of your mug or teacup and infuses the tea with his lower body. He doesn’t look diabolical so much as relaxed, though. The instructions read as follows, and we are not making this up: Remove pants. Fill with tea. Infuse!
To enter, drop your details in the widget below and tell us about your inner Miss Hyde. Does she wear only red? Does she ride a motorcycle or wear leather pants (how to do you put leather pants on, seriously? Do you jump into them)? Does she eat all the dark chocolate and use salty language?
Standard disclaimers apply: void where prohibited. We are not being compensated for this giveaway. Open to international residents where permitted by applicable law. Must be over 18 and prepared to read and sip to win. Demureness not required. Do whatever you want with your pinky finger. But don’t just stick some gears on it and call it steampunk. Giveaway ends Friday, 13 February 2015 at noon ET. Winners will be announced same day Friday, February 13, 2015. If you have any problems with the widget, please email Sarah.
We wish you diabolical good luck, and thanks for entering!
My inner Miss Hyde wears a corset (because otherwise she’d have no decolletage to speak of).
My inner Miss Hyde wears high-heeled over-the-knee boots!
My Miss Hyde would have a bicep band tattoo and wear slutty clothes. For good or bad, she hasn’t made an appearance yet.
The fact that I grew up in New Jersey and spent the second half of my life in Virginia gives you a clue about my Miss Hyde. However, I refuse to say how much sugar she puts in her tea.
My inner Miss Hyde doesn’t share the pretzels, wears her sexy steampunk corsets whenever she feels like it, quit her day job to write full time 2 years ago, and splurges on those metallic blue knee high boots that make her feel like Wonder Woman (yes, she knows Wonder Woman wears red boots).
I would love to read this book. thanks for the giveaway. I think my inner “Miss Hyde” would be kickass and taller 🙂 Thanks for sharing!
I definitely turn rather raunchy and enjoy shocking people… and sometimes it seems to happen involuntarily. Ha!
My inner Miss Hyde is a real tough broad who dares things I would only dream about doing! 🙂
My inner Miss Hyde is very adventurous and athletic – also flexible, limber, supple, etc.
My inner Miss Hyde never brushes her hair, wears ripped comfy clothes, and never, ever puts up with stupidity in the world.
My inner Miss Hyde fires a ray gun at all drivers who piss her off, for any reason. She uses the same on ignoramuses.
That tea diffuser is adorable – and after the review of this book I really want to read it!
My alter ego eats lot of chocolate <3
I think it’s a motorcycle and traveling. That’s what I would hope anyway.
My inner Miss Hyde is Southern. She is unflappably polite and can be nice to you and crush you in the same sentence. Her friends refer to her as the velvet hammer. Her outfits consist of pink and pearls because everyone underestimates her in pink and pearls ” Bless their hearts”.
My Ms Hyde curses with gusto when she’s happily enraged, is icy silent when actually furious, drinks only gin or whiskey, likes wearing pretty frocks and actually tells people what she is thinking when they ask her.
I hate to admit it, but my ‘Miss Hyde’ is kind of prudish. I’m always a little taken back when I get wary of situations that normally wouldn’t bother me at all.
Well, she swears and has a pet dragon to ride into battle with her enemies. She also likes to dress in all black, mostly soft fabrics, because things like leather would constrict her when she feels the need to kick ass. She writes as an agony aunt, with her column mostly telling people how stupid some of their ideas are in a withering tone. She mostly listens to Metallica and Def Leppard, but still retains a soft spot for Pink and the soundtrack to Phantom of the Opera (for when she feels particularly Gothic). Also, she has a wicked spinning back kick. She never loses her balance when doing it, as opposed to real me (I regularly lose my balance on spinning back kicks).
My inner Miss Hyde doe not give a hoot what anyone says of her; dresses inappropriately, laughes too loudly; gives her opinion even if not asked; and travels the world.
My Miss Hyde is adventurous and open to new experiences. She can size up a situation in a glance and take the appropriate action without breaking a sweat or worrying if everyone else is taken care of. She never says “Sorry” unless she really means it, and then the apology is suited to the occasion.
My inner Ms. Hyde occasionally has the urge to run up behind people on the sidewalk and push them over. Usually it’s because they don’t know how to be pedestrians or because they’re somehow off-balance–in heels they can’t walk in or carrying a too-heavy bag or pack. Sometimes, though, there’s no logical reason; a person can just rub one the wrong way without saying or doing anything at all. (And my inner Ms. Hyde’s inner Ms. Hyde occasionally wants to push someone on to the light rail tracks. She actually worries me.)
My inner Miss Hyde has no children to tend to and therefore she hits the Clubs regularly and has casual sex with all the hot guys. oh, and she drinks whiskey like Claire Fraser.
My inner
ms bookjunkieMiss Hyde wants to stay in bed all day reading awesome books and eating all the chocolate. I only let her out to party on weekends and vacations… 😀She stays up past 10:00. These days, that’s crazy for me. (I swear I used to be more interesting!)
My Miss Hyde is confident, magnetic, charismatic, and lacks my persistent awkward streak…
My inner Miss Hyde is always perfectly turned out. Her nail polish is never chipped. And she swears like a sailor.
My inner Ms. Hyde strides around in an embroidered black cheongsam over black trousers in the Vietnamese style. She has ice picks in her hair, no filters on her language, written or spoken, a Gibbs-style smack upside the head for anyone who annoys her, and mad skillz in practical judo (in more than refereeing) for those times when she really needs to express herself. She writes poetry to please herself, and never feels the need to coddle her feet in sneakers–cuz she has barbie feet & they loves high heels. She is Nanny Ogg AND Granny Weatherwax.
My Miss Hyde has quit her job to read for a living!
My Ms. Hyde solves murders and lives a truly exciting life (like Miss Phryne Fisher)!
My Miss Hyde sings. In public!
Miss Hyde never be afraid to walk down a dark alley, she has all the steampunkerrific weapons she needs to defeat anyone so foolish as to importune her. She is a little unwise in her bravery, but not without cause.
Stays up late, eats whatever she wants whenever she wants, and knows how to make a range of interesting and highly potent cocktails.
My inner Miss Hyde wears lose fitting cargo pants and comfy long-sleeved t-shirts and heavy boots and cuts her hair super-short, and never, ever let anyone stomp all over her.
And she’ll eat whatever she wants, as much as she wants, whenever she wants it!
My inner my Ms. Hyde dances like there’s nobody watching!
My inner Miss Hyde always wears the best heels and never falters. She waves goodbye to all the fucks she has to give (they always seem to have left yesterday! Sorry, not sorry.) as they drift away on the breeze.
My inner Miss Hyde is an ass-kicking badass, dressed in black cargo pants, combat boots, and v-neck cobalt blue t-shirt. Silver cuff bracelet that can bounce off blades and bullets a la WW, because this is MY alter ego, y’all! Short spiky hair (so no bad guys can grab it, naturally) and my drink of choice is single-malt Scotch, a preference we share. I’m proficient in urban climbing and hand-to-hand combat.
my inner miss Hyde speaks before she thinks,doesn’t care what other people may think of her.
I love that tea diffuser! I always wanted a cool one
My inner Hyde do not give a rat’s ass about what anyone else thinks and just does her thing
Ooh–I like the “My Miss Hyde gets up and sings with the band.” Great comment, susan!
My inner Miss Hyde just does, without planning.
My alter ego is a bourbon loving, blood-red wearing, vigilante, crimefighter with her own Ducati. 😉