Facebook Fridays-my new fun idea (she said optimistically)

Today, over at www.facebook.com/CherylHarperRomance, I’ve posted my choice for the song I’d sing if I had a chance to win a million zillion dollars (the only incentive that would get me to perform in public). You want to know what it is, right? If you’ll tell me your song, you’ll be entered to win an ebook of your choice. Clues: 1. sung by an awesome redhead 2. requires attitude 3. I’m totally dating myself. 4. I know all the words.

FREE for Kindle: Least Likely to Fall in Love

FILRevIf you’ve been meaning to give one of my books a try or to pick up Least Likely to Fall in Love, it’s FREE today and tomorrow! Here’s the link: http://amzn.to/1IfUjFz

It’s free.

Did I mention that it’s FREE?

For two more days, it’s free.

Then it’ll be $2.99.

It’s also headed for BN.com and other online sellers next week, where it will be FREE for a few says, so if you’re a Nook reader, be watching BN.com for it or my Twitter feed.

Least Likely to Marry a MillionaireAlso, I just put up the preorder for the next full-length book in the series, Least Likely to Marry a Millionaire. It will be available in September. While it’s up for preorder, it’s 99 cents. When it goes on sale, the regular price will be $2.99. I’m not a finance wiz, but it seems like preordering is a deal and all. Here’s my blurb (for now):

Whether it’s the equipment contract for the biggest college football program in the state of Texas or the championship coach who got away, Nina Montrose refuses to be defeated. Being a winner comes with perks, but Coach Jack Ford wants something more than a fat paycheck, fancy parties, and big house. He’s moved to small-town Lincoln to do what he loves: teach kids. He’s seen firsthand how sports programs can change lives.

Nina had them at “I Do” but Jack walked away. When she blows into town with one last play, sonogram in hand, they’re going to have to find a way they both can win.

TUTHRevTo make sure you’re ready for Jack and Nina (or just because you like to know all the characters in the series because you could read any of these without having read the others. I’m a rock-star salesman, right?) you should check out the novella Most Likely to Turn up the Heat! Just 99 cents! It’s part of the Summer Lovin’ anthology, but here’s the link to the novella: http://amzn.to/1KcNh4p

WINNER TAKES ALL Excerpt

Here’s an excerpt from Chapter One:

and some Buy Links

HQN: http://bit.ly/1SOTXJY

Amz: http://amzn.to/1PXulvJ

BN: http://bit.ly/1Qjv8St

iBooks: http://apple.co/1LVH3Vj

Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1csf7we

Travel“Give me the blindfold. I’m ready to hop on a plane to anywhere, you wait and see.” She tied the dish towel over her eyes and held out her hand. Jen pressed the dart into her palm and said, “See the map. Be the map.” They all chuckled, remembering countless slumber parties where Daniel had tried to show them how to hit the dartboard instead of the innocent closet door.
Rebecca put her hands on Stephanie’s shoulders and spun her around once. “Do your best!”
“Come on, Paris!” Her heart racing with excitement and fear, Stephanie tossed the dart and hoped to hit land. She could see herself stepping off a plane. Floating on a boat, not so much.
She tried to yank off the dish towel but Jen shoved her glass of wine in her hand. “Before you see where you’re landing, let’s make another toast. To new beginnings and lottery winnings.”
Thinking they were spending a whole lot of time making plans for something that would never happen, Stephanie held out her glass, waited for the clink and took a sip. Then Jen yanked off her makeshift blindfold and said in her best game show host voice, “Let’s see where you’re headed.”
The three of them lined up in front of the map. Somehow she’d completely missed France, not to mention the tiny dot of Paris. In fact, she’d overshot Europe as well. The dart was planted squarely in the middle of nowhere Peru.
“That’s impossible. There’s no way I missed the entire continent of Europe.” The images of Peru that came to mind were of llamas and Machu Picchu, which she might enjoy seeing, but that was not where the dart had landed. No, apparently she was going to…Alto, a place she’d heard of once in her life thanks to a posting on Daniel Lincoln’s Facebook page. She narrowed her eyes at Rebecca. “What did you do?”
“Have another cookie,” Rebecca said and blinked her eyelashes as she held out the plate. Of the three of them, Rebecca had always been able to put on the best innocent face.
“I have no clue what you mean.” Jen yanked down the map, folded it and handed the dart to Rebecca. “It seems your first destination is the Andes. When we win.”
Stephanie wagged her finger at Rebecca. “You moved the dart. You had to. There’s no way that I, the dart queen of 2001, would have missed by that much.”
“Now why would I do that?” Rebecca asked.
Thanks to years of experience, Stephanie was skeptical of her perfectly angelic expression.
Rebecca narrowed her eyes at Jen. “Did you see me move the dart?”
“I did not.” Jen shook her head firmly. Her boots shifted on the hardwood. “And for what reason would Rebecca send you to the area where her brother is working? I mean, what could she hope to gain from it? Have another cookie. You’ll feel better.”