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Monday, February 11, 2013

Deep Freeze Blog Tour + Giveaway: Sidney Bristol

Thanks so much to Kelsey for having me here today!

Myself and a bunch of other Lyrical Press authors are in full swing celebrating the release of our new books on the Deep Freeze Blog Tour. If your weather is anything like what it is here in Texas, “deep freeze” is probably right! My contribution for this tour, a book titled A Kiss for a Cure, came out on February 4th. You’re probably wondering, “So what’s this one about?”

Think: Shark Week – in space.

No really! When I sat down to start writing this book I knew I wanted to do a science-fiction romance. I really wanted to get back to the genre that got me started writing as a kid, but it needed something besides a sexy, alien hero and lots of space. Cai, the hero, was maybe the easiest component of the book to write. But what about the world they live in? What was that going to be like?

I’ve always loved sharks. Until I realized that becoming a marine biologist involved being in the water, I totally wanted to study sharks for the rest of my life. I’m a total sucker for any documentary on sharks and Shark Week is like crack. I’m the person that has the deluxe Shark Week bundle on my Netflix frequently watched list. Always. It never leaves.

There’s so much about Sharks that I find fascinating. And not just the Great White shark, which gets the bulk of the attention. There are roughly 360 species of shark, that we know about. Some have only been seen a handful of times because they live in areas that we just can’t get to. The first one that comes to mind is the Greenland shark, which is the only known sub-Arctic species. They live under the ice caps!

So why couldn’t the shark be a great candidate for a habitat in space? Yes, this is how my brain works. I ask the dangerous question, “What if…?” and I’m writing some crazy story that gets me really excited about imagination.

Yes, this really is how my mind works.

One of the things I’ve always loved about science-fiction is the invitation to dream. To stretch the bounds of reality and believe that given the time and tools, anything is possible in the future. That one day, we’ll be able to do all of these amazing things. That maybe we really could have sharks swimming around in space and it wouldn’t be because of magic or anything except biology and technology.

At its heart, A Kiss for a Cure is a romance set in the extraordinary. I don’t know what else you would call a story about sharks in space! It’s the story of two people who meet under adverse circumstances and achieve great things together.

It can never be said that Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life. She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents. Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she loves, writing, reading and belly dancing.



What’s a girl to do when her parents gift her with a man for Christmas?

Caught between two kingdoms, Jordan has given up the privileged world of intergalactic court life to become an interstellar biologist researching space sharks. Unexpectedly saddled with a husband from a race who are rumored to be sex fiends, her life is yanked in a direction she doesn’t want.

But Cai isn’t human and he must have the emotional feedback of a mate in order to survive. Charged with protecting Jordan, can he win her heart and keep her safe from harm?

Will they survive the challenges that arise…sexual, emotional and political? Time is ticking away and it’s not on their side.


Christmas presents were not supposed to move.

Jordan froze, staring at the seven-foot-long box wrapped in silvery paper. The one sent by her parents. Her heart pounded so hard she could hear it. No, that pounding came from the box. From inside the box.

Blood drained from her extremities. Her chest constricted until she panted for breath.

What had her parents done this time? She clenched her hands and gritted her teeth. In the history of bad, over-the-top and gaudy presents, she feared this might be the worst.

She turned her back on it and put a hand to her stomach. She needed to sit down, preferably on something soft and forgiving, but her furniture had yet to be delivered. The only furniture in her new quarters was her bed. Everything else was packed up in the utilitarian beige plastos she’d purchased secondhand from a shipper to get her things to university. They showed their age with scrapes and dented sides, but they were so sturdy nothing had ever been broken in moving them from place to place. Plastos were stacked against the walls, in groupings in the middle of the floor, and in her bedroom. Everywhere. Her new quarters looked like a cargo hold.

Again, the pounding came from the box, but louder. She jumped and spun to face the box. Whatever was in there wanted out. She leaned against the wall and stared at the silvery paper. Light from the floor-to-ceiling windows made glimmering patterns against the surface of the package. She could escape the room, since her upgraded quarters had a real bedroom and a kitchenette, but whatever was in the box would still be there.

Sucking in a deep breath, she crept toward it until she could touch the top with her fingertips. It was cool against her skin, even through the paper. Bending, she put her ear against it and gently rapped. The box rang hollow.

Maybe she’d heard something in the Center clanging. There was always the chance there was construction going on over the holidays since most people were away for several weeks. Or maybe one of her plastos had fallen.

Something knocked from inside the box.

Lyrical Press is offering a free digital copy of Kiss for a Cure to one lucky reader. Just fill out the Rafflecopter form below. Contest ends February 25, 2013.


erin said...

Sounds fantastic! Thanks for sharing!

Mary Preston said...

Sharks are the main reason I only go into to the ocean up to my ankles. Any deeper & I feel like I'm just asking for it. Now you are saying I can't even go out into Space.

Liz S. said...

Love the sharks in space concept! Definitely adding your book to my TBR pile. Thanks for the contest.