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Guest Blog: Gail Pallotta and Hidden Danger *Prize of an E-copy to U.S. resident

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Introduce yourself—name, where you’re from, and something people notice when they meet you.

 

Hi, I’m Gail Pallotta. I’ve lived in North Carolina and Georgia and spent as much time as possible in Florida. I’ve tried to think of things about me people have mentioned after they meet me. Hmm. Some say I don’t look or act my age. Others have noticed my Southern accent.




 

 Tell us about your book—title and back cover blurb.

 

Hidden Danger, a Christian Romantic Suspense, is Book One in the Discipleship Series.


After Emily Hanover’s left standing at the altar in Blue Mountain, North Carolina, she goes to Sky High Campground to put her life back together. Because it’s February and few people come here this time of year, she’s alone on the premises. When noises in the middle of the night frighten her, she gathers her courage and peeks outside. A man carrying a body over his shoulder emerges from the dark shadows onto her front yard. Horrified, she collapses onto the floor.


The next morning, she visits ex-military officer turned security guard, Nick Lancaster. He listens intently to Emily, but dismisses her claim of foul play as a hunter carrying a deer. Finally, after he sees a freshly dug hole in Emily’s yard and finds two more in the woods, he agrees—there’s suspicious activity. Then he and Emily embark on a mission exposing murder and a far-reaching sinister plot, neither suspecting danger can bring romance. 

   

Here’s an excerpt:



Chapter One


Emily Hanover jumped and sat straight up in the bed.


She hadn’t been dreaming. There it was again, a scraping noise and banging outside the cabin. With a shaky hand she reached for her cell phone and the after-hours number for Larry, the security guard who checked her in at Sky High Campground. She stopped in mid-air. Thinking only of getting her life back together, she’d forgotten to charge her phone.


The clanging grew louder, more intense. You are our only visitor. Larry had told her. “Few people come to the North Carolina Mountains in January and February, so the managers take off. Another guard, Nick Lancaster who’s on break from college, will be in the office tomorrow.”

With a tremor running through her fingers, Emily plugged the phone into the charger. She flinched each time someone hit stone. With what? A shovel. Yes. It banged into a boulder and resounded in the wind howling around the corner of the house.


Quivering, she slid her feet to the floor. Another round of metal met granite. She raised a blind in the bedroom window, stared at the blackness outside, and let the blind drop. She could see no one. Yet, the shovel vibrations echoed. Whoever hit the rock was really angry. She chewed her knuckle. She’d make herself small and hide. She scooted under the covers and shook.

She had traveled here to renew her spirit in these awe-inspiring mountains. After Donnie West dumped her at the altar, she had yearned to rest and regroup at Sky High. A clank rang out, but this time it reverberated inside her. She would no longer lay here and let a trespasser ruin her vacation. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and forced her body up.

She started to turn on the lights. No. She pulled back her hand. Whoever was outside would see her. She snatched pepper spray and a flashlight from the nightstand and started to the country kitchen, nearly dropping the items as she crept down the hall.


Lord, please help me. First, Donnie. Now this. Please help.


As she peered out the small kitchen window over the sink, the shovel blasted into the silence again. She cringed. Only a person up to no good would invade someone else’s yard in the middle of the night.


She tiptoed past the dining area and the rock fireplace. Her stomach churned as she crossed the room. Finally, she reached the large sliding glass door in the living area. Careful not to touch the drapes, she peeked out the small crack between two panels. No one was there. Had the person outside left? Hope rippled over her. She waited to make sure though. A man with long hair passed outside on her porch. She yanked the drapes shut as tight as she could.


He carried a body.


 Ask the blog reader a quirky question or two?

 

Since it’s snowing and icy here today. I wonder what other people do when they’re snowed in. Go outside and build a snowman? Cook something one really enjoys? Read? Watch television?




 

Other than cook and stay warm, I like to write, catch up emailing my friends and relatives, read and watch a good movie.

 

What do you like to do when you’re snowed in?

 

Share your social media and buy links!


The buy link for Hidden Danger is https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DDYC11RM

Links for other books are on my Website at www.gailpallotta.com

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JeanneK
4 days ago

I like to cuddle up with my little dog and read a book on these cold winter days. This book sounds intriguing, interesting and one I’d love to read. Thank you for all you do to help promote new authors and their books.

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JeanneK
4 days ago

I have been missing your blogs, but so glad I got to read this one. I love learning about new books and authors. Thank you for the opportunity to hear more about what’s been going on in your life. I would be thrilled to win and thank you for the chance.

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Janis Rich
4 days ago

This is a great way to learn about new books and authors. Thank you for taking the time to do it!

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MGJSD
4 days ago

This book sounds exciting and suspenseful! I also love North Carolina, having only been there a few times!


When snowed in, I love to sit by our fireplace and drink hot cocoa while either watching a movie or reading a book!

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pallotta
4 days ago
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Thank you for your kind words about Hidden Danger. I'm a movie person as well as a reader too.

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Mike Law
Mike Law
4 days ago

I like to snuggle you with a book on the couch drinking coffee.

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