Friday, July 12, 2013
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Giveaway! Autographed book of Lash (Broken Angel)
My first giveaway!
This is for an autograph copy of Lash (Broken Angel). If you haven't read it, a description is below. Please spread the word about the giveaway. You can embed this giveway on your blog by going to:
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Decades after being banished from Heaven for saving a life he shouldn’t have, Lash is given a chance to redeem himself. His mission: protect Naomi Duran, a young woman who has lost her faith. The assignment proves to be anything but simple when his superiors, the Archangels, withhold key information about Naomi and refuse to restore Lash’s powers. When an unexpected source reveals centuries-old secrets, his trust is shaken to the core, and he begins to doubt those whom he had once considered to be his greatest allies.
Determined to avoid anything that would risk his chances of returning to Heaven, Lash struggles with the greatest obstacle of all—his growing feelings for Naomi. But when her life is threatened by an unknown source, Lash questions the wisdom of the Archangels and his ability to keep her safe.
Soon, Lash will have to choose where to place his faith—in the home he has fought so hard to regain or in the forbidden love he can’t bear to lose.
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Monday, July 1, 2013
Character Spotlight - Bear
Bear
I've been getting email lately from readers of Lash (Broken Angel) telling me how much they love the story and love some of the secondary characters like Jeremy, Welita, and Chuy. One character who keeps popping up in reviews and reader email is Bear.
I don't blame you for loving Bear. I love her too!
Bear's character is based on my MIL's dog who was a chihuahua mix. Bear passed away a few years ago in her sleep. I'm happy to say that she lived a long and happy life.
The personality depicted in the book is pretty much the way she was in real life. She was fiercely loyal to the family, funny, and compassionate. I remember one time when I was feeling very sad about something. I can't remember exactly what. But I do remember sitting on the floor and Bear trotted up to me and licked my fingers. I remember the look in her brown eyes. It was a look that told me that she was there for me. I remember stroking her fur as I cried, and she periodically licked my hand in comfort.
I'm so happy you all love the character Bear. If you had met the real Bear, I know you would have fallen in love with her.
Below are a couple of excerpts from Lash (Broken Angel) with Bear.
RIP Bear. We love and miss you!
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“Lash, would you open the door and let the dog in?” Naomi called from the other room. “Be careful though, she doesn’t like strangers.”
He grinned at the thought of how surprised Naomi was going to be. Over the past few weeks, he and Bear had become good friends. “Sure, no problem.”
He opened the door, and Bear scurried into the room. Seeing Lash, she ran around in circles, excited.
“Sit,” he instructed.
Bear barked and sat, her tail pulsed against the linoleum floor.
“That’s strange,” Naomi said as she stepped into the living room.
Lash squatted and scratched behind Bear’s ear. “What’s strange?”
“She usually barks non-stop at strangers until they leave, and she really doesn’t like anyone petting her, except for us.”
Naomi reached out to pet Bear.
She growled.
Naomi snatched her hand back. “Crazy dog. No table scraps for you.”
Lash chuckled as Bear let out a huff, turned her attention back to him, licking his fingers. “I think Bear and I are going to be great friends.”
Lash glanced nervously at Naomi as she leaned against the car door waiting for him. Bear was at her feet looking up at Naomi attentively as she peeled off the plastic from the sandwich container.
“Soda?” Lash held out a bottle of red liquid. “It’s your favorite. Big Red.”
She threw him a glare and tore of a small piece of the sandwich. “Here you go, Bear,” she said as she held out the morsel.
Bear sniffed it, huffed, and trotted over to Lash.
“Traitor,” Naomi mumbled as she tossed it into her mouth.
Lash ripped off a piece of beef jerky and threw it to Bear. “Let me explain. Megan is—”
“There’s nothing to explain. You have a friend. Her name is Megan. She happens to look like she stepped off the cover of Teen Vogue and she happens to be all touchy-feely with you.” Naomi bit angrily into her sandwich.
“You don’t understand. I met her a few months ago and I helped her—”
“I’m sure you did help her,” Naomi snapped. “Like I said, you don’t have to explain anything to me. It’s not like we’re together or anything like that.”
“Then, why are you mad?”
“I’m not mad.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I’m not.”
Lash let out an exasperated breath. He was not going to win this. He looked down at Bear who was looking at them, her head bouncing between them as if she were looking at a tennis match.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Lash (Broken Angel) Excerpt - Chapter 11
(©2013 L.G. Castillo. All rights reserved)
“Lash, would you open the door and let the dog in?” Naomi called from the other room. “Be careful though, she doesn’t like strangers.”
He grinned at the thought of how surprised Naomi was going to be. Over the past few weeks, he and Bear had become good friends. “Sure, no problem.”
He opened the door, and Bear scurried into the room. Seeing Lash, she ran around in circles, excited.
“Sit,” he instructed.
Bear barked and sat, her tail pulsed against the linoleum floor.
“That’s strange,” Naomi said as she stepped into the living room.
Lash squatted and scratched behind Bear’s ear. “What’s strange?”
“She usually barks non-stop at strangers until they leave, and she really doesn’t like anyone petting her, except for us.”
Naomi reached out to pet Bear.
She growled.
Naomi snatched her hand back. “Crazy dog. No table scraps for you.”
Lash chuckled as Bear let out a huff, turned her attention back to him, licking his fingers. “I think Bear and I are going to be great friends.”
Lash (Broken Angel) Excerpt - Chapter 17
(©2013 L.G. Castillo. All rights reserved)
Lash glanced nervously at Naomi as she leaned against the car door waiting for him. Bear was at her feet looking up at Naomi attentively as she peeled off the plastic from the sandwich container.
“Soda?” Lash held out a bottle of red liquid. “It’s your favorite. Big Red.”
She threw him a glare and tore of a small piece of the sandwich. “Here you go, Bear,” she said as she held out the morsel.
Bear sniffed it, huffed, and trotted over to Lash.
“Traitor,” Naomi mumbled as she tossed it into her mouth.
Lash ripped off a piece of beef jerky and threw it to Bear. “Let me explain. Megan is—”
“There’s nothing to explain. You have a friend. Her name is Megan. She happens to look like she stepped off the cover of Teen Vogue and she happens to be all touchy-feely with you.” Naomi bit angrily into her sandwich.
“You don’t understand. I met her a few months ago and I helped her—”
“I’m sure you did help her,” Naomi snapped. “Like I said, you don’t have to explain anything to me. It’s not like we’re together or anything like that.”
“Then, why are you mad?”
“I’m not mad.”
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I’m not.”
Lash let out an exasperated breath. He was not going to win this. He looked down at Bear who was looking at them, her head bouncing between them as if she were looking at a tennis match.
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