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Thursday, January 1, 2015

The Loving Daylights by Lynsay Sands: Giveaway

The Loving Daylights
The B.L.I.S.S. Series #3

By: Lynsay Sands

Releasing December 30th, 2014
Avon Impulse  


Shy Jane Spyrus loves gadgets. She can build anything B.L.I.S.S. needs in the international organization’s fight against crime-although its agents aren’t exactly lining up at her door. Some of them think her inventions are a little too . . . well, innovative. Like her shrink-wrap prophylactic constraints, or her spray-on truth serum.

Of course, you can’t use wacky inventions to fix all your problems; Jane knows that better than anyone. Her neighbor has been kidnapped, driving that point home. She will have to team up with another human being-and Abel Andretti arrives just in time. He will help Jane find her neighbor, stop a villain, and most of all he will show Jane to love the daylights out of something without batteries.

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“Jane?” Mr. Manetrue’s voice pierced her panicked thoughts. Jane glanced up to find all eyes turned expectantly her way immediately felt her heart sink. It was her turn.

Swallowing nervously, Jane picked up her briefcase, set it on the table, then stood and opened it. She started to retrieve items, noting with a sort of detached interest that her hands were shaking... as usual. Wishing once again that she wasn’t such a poor speaker, Jane closed the case and held up two small silver cases.

“I..um..” She stopped and cleared her throat, then tried again. “Last month we lost one of our agents when she was forced to remove all her clothes and jewelry, including the wristwatch tracker which is standard issue to all employees at BLISS. She was later found dead.”

Jane paused and took a nervous drink of water, then forced a sickly smile and marshaled on. “That incident got me thinking about a tracker that wouldn’t be discovered.”

“And you came up with a cigarette case?” Dick Hedde snickered.

“It isn’t a cigarette case.” Jane turned it so that he could see that it was thicker than that. “Besides, it isn’t the case itself that is the tracker.” She opened the case and turned it so that everyone could see the long white items inside. “I came up with B.T.T.’s. BLISS Tampon Trackers.”

Jane took in the blank expressions around her and felt her stomach roll over. It was Y who finally asked, “Am I to understand that those are actual tampons?”

Jane bit her lip. While Y didn’t sound upset, she also didn’t sound overly impressed with this ingenious idea. “Well, yes. They will function as actual tampons as well. But they also hold tracking devices that have a range of-”

“But what if the agent isn’t menstrual?” Unsurprisingly, the woman wasn’t rattled by this conversation. Her calm attitude had a settling effect on Jane.

“Oh, well I thought of that. There are lubricated and unlubricated.” She held up a second case and opened it to reveal several more tampons, these distinguishable from the others only in that they were an off-white. “The lubricated are easily inserted and easily removable and only serve the purpose of a tracker, while the non-lubricated are absorbent and-”

“The tracking device is waterproof, I presume?” Y interrupted again.

“Yes. It’s at the very center of the tampon and waterproof. They also has an estimated life of two years.”

Y nodded, then sat back without comment. Everyone was silent. Most of the older members of D & C were eyeing the B.T.T.’s speculatively and nodding. Lizzy was grinning encouragingly at her and Dick, well he was sneering nastily. The man was obviously just waiting for an opportunity to tear at her. Deciding not to give him that opportunity and that she’d said enough on this subject for now, Jane set the silver cases back into her briefcase. Taking a deep breath, she then removed two more items. One was a four inch square flat piece of wood with a spike sticking out of it, the other was a banana. She set the wood, spike up, on the table top, then impaled the banana on it peel and all. Finally, she retrieved several small foil packets from her briefcase, wondering all the while what on earth she was thinking of to present this item. It had seemed brilliant in an evil gleeful sort of way when she’d come up with it, but now- with all those eyes trained on her - it seemed the most foolish thing she’d ever come up with. What had she been thinking?

Author Bio

LYNSAY SANDS is the nationally bestselling author of the Argeneau/Rogue Hunter vampire series, as well as numerous historicals and anthologies. She’s been writing stories since grade school and considers herself incredibly lucky to be able to make a career out of it. Her hope is that readers can get away from their everyday stress through her stories, and if there’s occasional uncontrollable fits of laughter, that’s just a big bonus. Please visit her on the web at www.lynsaysands.net.


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