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#Contest Egyptian Revival Jewelry Prizes – How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels

May 7, 2018
A Thief in Love Series, Give-aways, Uncategorized

How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels Contest

After much hemming and hawing, I’ve chosen to do a contest for the entire month of May. The prizes? Three beautiful Egyptian style pieces of jewelry. See below.

To enter, you must answer five questions on the contest entry form. Each correct answer receives 1 point. The entrant with the highest number of points will win. If there are more than one entrant with the most points, a winner will be randomly chosen.

Everyone should get question number one correct. Read the book blurb online if you need help. The answer to another is found in the first chapter. You’ll have to hunt harder for the remaining three answers. They are all posted somewhere on my website or in my social media accounts. Or you can read the book.
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The official rules can be found on the entry form. The entry form will be available from May 1-31, 2018.

Enter here: https://goo.gl/forms/5YtMzaWlKo0FOoOZ2

You must be a resident of the United States (excluding Puerto Rico, the U.S. Virgin Islands, and other commonwealths, territories and possessions) 18 YEARS OR OLDER or have reached the age of majority in your state of residence as of May 1, 2018.

All answers can be found hidden or right out in the open on Cailin Briste’s social media, blogs, and book pages. Or by reading How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels.

The prizes include:

1st Prize

A necklace made from tiny round carnelian, lapis lazuli, and turquoise beads. The focal is a lapis lazuli stone from Afghanistan. The findings are all 14K gold over sterling silver, also known as vermeil. This necklace was handmade by my alter ego. This is my interpretation of the Kheper scarab necklace found on Tutankhamen’s mummy.

2nd Prize:

A necklace made with a raw brass distressed and finished Pharaoh pendant, distressed Egyptian-style charms and gold-plated findings, with ceramic and red agate beads.

3rd Prize
A pair of earrings made from vintage brass Egyptian inspired pendants with niobium ear wires.

How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels Contest

May 1, 2018
A Thief in Love Series, Give-aways

How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels Contest

After much hemming and hawing, I’ve chosen to do a contest for the entire month of May. To enter, you must answer five questions on the contest entry form. Each correct answer receives 1 point. The entrant with the highest number of points will win. If there are more than one entrant with the most points, a winner will be randomly chosen.

The official rules can be found on the entry form. The entry form will be available from May 1-31, 2018.

Enter here: https://goo.gl/forms/5YtMzaWlKo0FOoOZ2

All answers can be found hidden or right out in the open on Cailin Briste’s social media, blogs, and book pages. Or by reading How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels.

The prizes include:

1st Prize
A necklace made from tiny round carnelian, lapis lazuli, and turquoise beads. The focal is a lapis lazuli stone from Afghanistan. The findings are all 14K gold over sterling silver, also known as vermeil. This necklace was handmade by my alter ego. This is my interpretation of the Kheper scarab necklace found on Tutankhamen’s mummy.

2nd Prize:
A necklace made with a raw brass distressed and finished Pharaoh pendant, distressed Egyptian-style charms and gold-plated findings, with ceramic and red agate beads.

3rd Prize
A pair of earrings made from vintage brass Egyptian inspired pendants with niobium ear wires.

How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels Release Day

April 23, 2018
A Thief in Love Series, Uncategorized

Celebrate the release of How to Steal the Pharaoh’s Jewels: A Thief in Love Suspense Romance, Book #2 with me.

Buy your copy today in print or eBook formats.

A life of crime won’t stop best friends from becoming lovers, but their pasts are another thing.

Cade’s fantasy is to seduce his best friend if he isn’t murdered first.

His comfortable routine as a member of Sebastian St. Croix’s cat burglar team is shattered the day he’s pinned in a crushed car. In a moment of clarity, before everything goes dark, he realizes he’s in love with his best friend, a woman who has sworn off intimate relationships for life.

It’s taken Bassinae years to overcome a past filled with physical abuse and embrace the truth that she is a powerful, capable woman in her own right. Tamping down a case of nerves, she’s ready to take on a larger role as a thief in Sebastian’s next caper. If only Cade would stop acting like a lovelorn idiot. She needs her best friend’s support to help steal the Pharaoh’s jewels.

Set in the distant future, this sci-fi suspense romance has action and adventure as well as a sizzling romance.

Steamy Excerpt:

He didn’t want to have sex with her. No, he wanted to make love to her. And that was different. She wasn’t a slot B for his tab A. If he could, he would assure her life was filled with goodness and joy, protecting her, standing by her, and… Fuck! He clenched the hair on the top of his head with his fist. No way was he going to use the l-word. Not even think it. Whatever he was feeling, he had to keep it from Bassinae until he figured out how to induce the stubborn female to recognize that he wasn’t like her former boyfriend. That men weren’t naturally given to abusing their girlfriends. That a special forces commando trained to kill, maim, and destroy, would never ever harm the woman he loved.

“Buck up, lionceau. Things aren’t that bad.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him into his apartment, shoving him toward the bathroom. “Now go get clean. You’re getting aromatic.”

The twitch her ass made when she walked away from him brought his cock back to full attention. With a groan, he stepped inside, closed the door behind him, and leaned against it, knocking his head against the wood. How the hell was he going to be around Bassinae sporting a non-stop erection. He’d dropped weight, so his pants were roomier, but with a cock the size of his they might not be big enough to hide the true nature of his affection for her. If not, he’d have to invest in something baggy. Meanwhile there was one certain way of taming a hard-on.

He set the shower to hot, stripped, and climbed under the pelting water. The massage setting was his favorite, but he switched to soft rain. A hand planted on the cool tile above his head, he leaned into the spray, letting it soak his hair and drizzle heat down his back. He sighed, wanting Bassinae so bad he could almost taste her. But until he did he would never experience the flavor of sunshine. Or the sensation of her gliding around his cock while he whispered dirty words in her ear.

Fuck all. The dispenser plopped a generous dollop of soap in his hand. After smearing it over his erection, he fisted it, pulling in long strokes from root to tip. A manly pine-forest scent wafted up to his nose, nothing like the flowery aroma that trailed after Bassinae. His Bassinae. The woman he needed beyond anything, needed to strip, to explore with his mouth and teeth, and to discover all the shades of brown that colored her delectable skin. She would open to him, tender and responsive. The heat generated by their give and take would fuse them, make them one, and he would find the home he’d always longed for, hidden in the depths of her heart.

“Bassinae.” Her name slipped from his lips part worship part plea. Lightning speared through him, bursting through his balls and up his cock. A strangled cry ripped from his throat. His cum spattered the shower wall to drip in milky tears under the gentle fall of water. Physically he was sated. But that other ache, the longing, hadn’t subsided with his release. What the hell am I going to do?