“F” The Advertising Powers that Be–Erotic Romance Books Sell!

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Apr 25, 2013 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

A King’s Ransom (Masters of Pleasure) by Reagan Hawk (one of my pen names) was denied some advertising because the book is erotic. *gasp* (I won’t list what magazine/zine/place that did this.) I’ll admit, it was enough of the advertising that it will impact sales.

I need you, readers, to help me say “F” The Advertising Powers that Be–erotic romance books sell and we aren’t ashamed to read them! How do you do this? The BEST way is to buy the book. The second best way is to spread the word about the book. I’m not a cry in my milk kind of gal, I’m more of a stand up and yell “F” that crap and I want you to stand up with me because that is how we roll (hush, we roll). The absolute best way to teach TPTB that erotic romance books sell (okay, let me amend that to Mandy’s Erotic Romance Books Can Sell Like CRAZY) is to get this title to make the lists. Sales are the ONLY way to get it there. Work your magic peeps!!!!

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Release Date: May 21, 2013

M/F with MFM scene. Is futuristic fantasy with paranormal elements.
Sci-Fi Fantasy Paranormal Erotic Romance

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On a quest to find his brother, King Kritan of Katarian on the planet of Panucia finds himself ambushed, beaten, tortured and then sold to fight in the arena games. The people of Tamonius–his rival kingdom–condone slavery, take public sex to new lows and try to turn a profit off anything they can. Nothing can change his hatred for everything Tamonius… that is until he meets the most breathtakingly beautiful woman he’s ever laid eyes upon. Surina of the House of Argyros, daughter to a powerful senator stirs the beast within him, making it want to lay claim to her as badly as the man does.

Free or not, Kritan is a master of seduction and has selected Surina as his newest prey. But this virginal beauty has secrets of her own–ones that change everything. And destiny just might have the last laugh.

Warning: Novel contains graphic violence, explicit sex, MF and MFM scenes, forced seduction, raw and gritty scenes of a society without order, sex scenes that may be offense to some, an alpha male shifter king who sees what he wants and goes for it, all else be damned, a head guard who has many secrets but shares a passion for the heroine and a virginal heroine who has longed to be taken rough and claimed fully by a man. This novel is not for everyone or the faint of heart. This novel contains adult content and is intended for mature audiences only. Must be 18 years or older to read.

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What prequel would you want and why…

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Mar 29, 2013 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

Daughter of Darkness, Wicked Lucidity, Immortal Ops, Gypsy Nights, Zodiac Series, Project Exorcism, Prospect Springs Shifters…. if you could get a short prequel to just one of these series, which would it be and why? Am considering adding this to my schedule as a possible freebie gift on my website.

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Do you love 50 Shades of Grey? You might like…

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Mar 28, 2013 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

Executive Decision by Mandy M Roth (Contemporary Erotic Romance Novel)

The bright lights of the big city called to Liz Rogers. Her best friend and almost roommate, Dale, helped her make the transition from small town girl to big time ad executive. They work together and nearly live together. For eight years he’s been her rock, her sounding board. As Liz starts breaking off one workplace relationship, another one—that has been brewing since the first day she arrived in New York, blossoms—leaving her confused and concerned. She’d been burned once by love and isn’t willing to risk her heart again, especially not to a man who was raised with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Dale Corbins has been in love with Liz from the moment he laid eyes on her. He knows time is running out, that one of these days she’s going to come home and tell him she’s fallen for someone else. When he finds out she’s been sleeping with their boss, he decides it’s time to take matters into his own hands. Unfortunately, winning Liz’s heart isn’t an easy game to play. It will take more than romantic gestures and sweet nothings to get the woman he loves. Thankfully, he’s a very persistent man. But is this a game even he can’t win?

Warning: This book contains a quick tempered heroine, a uber hot leading man, toe-curling sex and people who aren’t afraid to speak their mind, regardless the language used. (Must be 18 years or older to read)

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5 Hearts–Ms. Roth knows how to amaze readers with stunningly arousing and sensual love scenes. These two set the sheets, or I guess I should say the bathroom floor, on fire. The scenes are pretty explicit and in your face, but completely on fire. This story will have you laughing, upset, stressed-out, confused, and feeling loved right along with the characters. The emotions in Executive Decision are so realistic that it feels like you are one of the characters and are going through the story yourself. –The Romance Studio

“Through a lot of bad timing, miscommunication and comedic mishaps, I was laughing, fuming and smiling through this entire story. “~ Joyfully Reviewed

“I found it to be very realistic about two colleagues who go through an emotional rollercoaster journey in their path to true love. Ms. Roth pulls it off with aplomb, concentrating more on the romance than any peripheral issues that may distract from the story. ” ~ JERR Reviews

Excerpt (Must be 18 or older to read)

Show your RAVEN!

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Feb 19, 2013 in Contests, Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

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We’re having a contest and 25 lucky winners will be sent Raven temporary tattoos! Do you want a chance to show off your RAVEN? If so, comment below. We’ll select winners at random and then mail you your temp tattoo so you can take a pic wearing it somewhere on your body (be sure to keep it FB and twitter friendly) LOL.

Let the Raven pride contest begin!

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Excerpt from Denial of Service (Cyber Sex) coming soon from Reagan Hawk

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Feb 13, 2013 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

Planet Fengaria, in the Bagune Galaxy

Admiral Jonas Myers kept a close eye on the brothel owner as he swiped the credits token. On more than one occasion the shady men had tried overcharging him for droid sex. This price seemed in line with the others and he’d paid for enough to know.

The brothel owner, middle-aged, balding and with a gut that didn’t quite fit into the shirt he’d tried to stuff it in, handed the token back to Jonas. “Last room on the right at the end of the hall. It’s the XT model you wanted.”

“Thanks.”

“You planning to invite buddies or something?”

Jonas stared at the man. “Why do you ask?”

“Because the XT model is for multiple partners. If you’re gonna have your friends fucking my droid too, you need to pay extra. And don’t go double-stuffing any holes. It’s a bitch if they get stretched out. Only one dick per hole at a time, got it? I don’t care if you tag team it but don’t double-stuff the same hole.”

Jonas eyed the man, wondering if he’d always been a sleaze or if this was relatively new. As he raked his gaze over him, he suspected he was born that way. “Got it.”

“You know the rules?” the man asked. “When you’re done, put the droid in the decontamination chamber to disinfect her for the next guy. No burning ’em, no beatin’ ’em and no takin’ apart to see their insides. You break it, scratch it or dent it, you buy it.”

Rolling his eyes, Jonas nodded. He knew the rules. They were the same at brothels universally. Hell, brothel owners had less rules when you asked to fuck an actual girl rather than their droids. Guess it really did come down to the bottom line and droids cost more than human women to replace. A sad truth on most planets, present one included. “Yeah, yeah, I know the spiel.”

The owner pulled a vial of serum out and popped it into a standard issue medical injection gun. “Arm.”

Jonas put his arm on the counter, allowing the brothel owner to inject him with serum specially made to help a man achieve multiple erections over the period of several days. There was an instant rush as the chemicals were absorbed into Jonas’s bloodstream. Warmth spread through his body, centering in his groin. His cock pulsed with need and he knew his walk to his rented room would be stiff and slower than he’d like.

He nodded his thanks and headed down the dark, dank hall in the direction of his rented room. The door to the room was wood and the paint was peeling from it. Spending almost all his time on space vessels and space stations, Jonas often forgot what wooden doors were like and wasn’t sure why anyone bothered with them anymore. He twisted the knob and entered the room. A woman spun around, her expression guarded at first.

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Mating Behavior

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Jan 17, 2013 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

Paranormal Shifter Romance

Mating Behavior by Mandy M. Roth

Wolf shifter Alan has a problem—he wants his best friend Katie in the worst sort of way, but Katie’s human and for a shifter male to choose a human for a mate is a death sentence—for both of them.

Katie is so in love with her best bud, Alan, that she can’t see straight. Problem is, Alan doesn’t seem to see her that way. All she wants is for him to tear her clothes off and have at her but, sweet, reserved Alan would never… or would he?

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Alan Becker stared over the orange glow of the campfire at the angel before him. She was tired, as he expected she might be when he’d called for a break. With his supernatural strength, Alan’s endurance was off the charts in comparison to that of a human. Katie had no idea he wasn’t like her. Hiding the fact he’d not broken a sweat or gotten the least bit winded on the hike thus far had been hard enough. The angel, who now looked to be on the verge of nodding off, was pushed beyond her limits. It damn near tore his heart out to see it. Katie hadn’t complained once so far on the trip and that made it all the worse. It was his place to take care of her.

They’d stopped long enough to eat and for her to warm up. As much as he disliked the idea of starting even the smallest of fires, which they would sit by for an hour or two at best, Katie needed a break from the hike.

Her unruly, dark brown hair naturally went to blonde surrounding her face, falling from her knit cap. Katie didn’t seem to notice or care as she tucked her knees to her chest and rested her chin upon them. If Alan didn’t know first-hand how cold Katie got, he would have thought the thick mittens and sweater she wore were overkill considering just how mild the March weather was. He’d been shedding layers most of the day and even now, as the sun hid on the other side of the mountain causing the temperature to drop, he was hot. Hot because of what he truly was—more than human but not quite a complete animal—and hot because of who he was with, Katie.

He grit his teeth as his cock dug painfully at the confines of his jeans. It seemed to be in a permanent state of arousal around Katie. The girl needed only to exist to make his heart flutter and his pulse speed. The urge to leap forth, do a partial shift and claim her as his own reached levels Alan wasn’t sure he could sustain without a meltdown. He swallowed back a lump in his throat, positive his tongue was swelling at almost the same rate his cock was.

Damn her for looking so tempting.

In truth Katie was layered up to the point her sexy, petite frame was unrecognizable, but he could see those big brown eyes reflecting pools of firelight back at him. The very thought of those eyes staring up at him as Katie took his cock in her mouth had Alan biting back a moan. She was passionate about everything in her life and he had little doubt she’d be a pistol in the bedroom as well. He could almost feel her nails digging into his back as he rode her into oblivion.

He clenched his fist, trying to wash the erotic images from his head before he lost control of himself. “Hungry?”

I know I am and it’s not for food.

She nodded. “A little. How much further do we have to go?”

The weary tone of her voice sobered him instantly. “Depending on how long we rest here for,” he ran a hand over his scratchy chin, “I’d say we should be to our campsite a little before nightfall. Unless you want to go straight to the cabin?”

Katie rubbed her mitten-covered hands over her legs. “You mentioned the old wolf dens near the spot your dad used to take you camping.” The slight pull of her mouth told him just how exhausted she was. Katie had been elated at the idea of seeing dens, even ones that were no longer in use. Seeing her weak smile was all the heads-up Alan needed to know she required rest. “I’d love to camp near them.”

“Anything you want,” he said, doing his best to ignore the way she bit at her lower lip.

Anything you want? What? How can I be whipped when I haven’t even sampled the goods?

He groaned and then coughed in a quick attempt to hide it. Alan wasn’t the type of man who followed a woman around aimlessly, bending to her every whim. Well, at least he never thought he was the type to do that. Katie had a way of leaving him tongue twisted and his chest tied in knots at the idea of her being unhappy. Only Katie possessed that certain something that left him longing to touch her, or to even be in the same room with her.

Alan poked the fire with a long stick for a while, unsure how much time had passed, and pretended to be more worried about keeping the fire going than the fact Katie was now watching him closely through tired eyes. She watched him often when she assumed he wasn’t looking. He used to wonder what she was thinking, but anymore he had to fight to keep from tackling her to the ground and sinking his cock into her. She had no idea his feelings ran so deep. Hell, up until he’d caught the scent of another man on her some six months ago, he didn’t even realize what he felt for her was so intense.

Jealousy is funny like that.

Alan had thought she was a fling. Minus the actual sex part, of course. A temporary obsession because she represented everything he couldn’t have—a beautiful, intelligent, human female for his own, to take as his mate, his wife and the mother of his children.

Temporary my ass. I’ve been hot for her for years.

The pack had a strict no-mating-with-humans policy and anyone who didn’t adhere to it found themselves on the receiving end of what they could only hope was a quick death. Not to mention the human involved was sentenced to death as well. Humans were to have no knowledge of their kind.

End of story.

No exceptions to the rule.

The council members had laid the laws of the pack down long ago and each generation followed it to the letter. Any who didn’t paid the ultimate price. He’d seen a werewolf punished for crimes against the pack when he was just a boy and the memory stuck with him. Seeing a man hung naked by his feet from a tree and ripped to shreds by shifted wolves wasn’t something he was ever likely to forget.

While Alan was more than willing to forfeit his own life for a night of passion with Katie, he wasn’t ready to sacrifice her life as well. Granted, he wasn’t heavily active in any pack, not even the one he lived closest to now, but still, going against the grain was deadly. Shifters of any kind were more common than humans would want to believe. In the city he bumped into at least one shifter a week. Hell, he’d even had a house party once and one showed up. The chick had been some sort of cat shifter and looked as if she wanted to gouge his eyes out. Being part wolf left the feeling totally mutual, so Alan didn’t take it to heart. Though, he did have his carpets and furniture steam cleaned to get the smell of cat out of them once she was gone. There was really nothing worse than cat hair stuck to his suit, then his sofa, then his bedding. Sleeping with her would have at least given a good reason for it. As it stood, the bitch just seemed to shed a lot as she’d wandered around his place snarling.

If he did give in and claim Katie as his own, the risk of another shifter discovering what he’d done was too great. If they caught the scent of his mark, it would only be a matter of time before news of his deed reached the head of the local pack. Within an hour, someone would be sent to eliminate Katie.

I won’t risk her.

Katie’s eyelids drifted downwards and she rocked slightly. Afraid she might fall face first into the fire, Alan drew upon his supernatural speed and moved next to her. Had she been awake, he would have never risked moving even a tenth as fast as he could. There would be no explaining away something like that. It wasn’t like he could slap a pair of glasses on and assume a new identity, or rush through a telephone booth to shift forms.

Real life wasn’t like the movies. And secret identities required more than capes. They required never revealing one’s self.

Alan pulled Katie into his arms, inhaling her sweet scent and groaning inwardly as his cock twitched. It had been a long hike up the mountain. He could hear her tiny breaths as she’d hiked behind him, smell the light sheen of sweat upon her skin and vividly picture himself licking it off her.

She hadn’t slept well the night before, tossing and turning before waking with a scream lodged in her throat. She then went on to obsess about his safety, doing a complete head-to-toe check over him prior to leaving for their camping trip. It was cute in a “fuck I’m hard again” kind of way.

Alan had tried to talk Katie into letting him drive his SUV, but she’d insisted on roughing it. That was almost laughable. Katie was a city girl, having only experienced nature while visiting a strip of grass labeled a park. Dragging her into the Tennessee Appalachian Mountains in search of red wolves was ludicrous. These mountains, the ones his father often brought him to, were downright dangerous, regardless of the fact they were no longer frequented by weres—just regular wolves. And even those had been reintroduced to the area because of hunting and other environmental factors.

Alan hadn’t really turned his back on his father’s pack so much as he shunned the idea of being part beast, part man. Sure, by all outward appearances he was human and he wasn’t a slave to the cycles of the moon like some werewolves, but that didn’t make being what he was any easier. The memory of looking at himself in the mirror, after a night of feeding off deer while in wolf form, still disgusted him. It had been over fifteen years since he’d last set foot in the mountains, and as much as he hated to admit it, he missed it. He missed the fresh air. The freedom to shift at will and run wild. Having others around who understood what his body was going through. But mostly, he missed the bond he’d once shared with his father. The minute Alan refused to accept what he truly was—a werewolf destined to one day be on one of the ruling councils—his father took it personally, turning his back on Alan and the “human” life he wanted so desperately to lead.

Alan graduated, went off to college and never looked back. His mother called often enough, doing her best to make small talk—all the while the unspoken hints that she wanted him to find a nice she-wolf and settle down hung in the air between them. At times it was so thick he screened his calls, unable to hear the disappointment in his mother’s voice when she asked if he’d claimed Katie yet and he said no. Confessing Katie was human wasn’t something Alan wanted to do. It would crush his mother.

So far, Alan had become quite the accomplished liar in regards to Katie and his mother. He managed to sneak in affirmations of his mother’s suspicions of Katie being a shifter as much as possible, while leading Katie to believe his mother had little to no interest in his life so she would stop asking to meet her.

If news spread back to the pack that he was practically living with a human female, and had been for the last several years, they’d naturally assume he was fucking her. They’d also assume she knew his secret. Katie would be in danger and that wasn’t something Alan would ever permit.

Katie blinked up at him as he rocked her gently before the fire. “Mmm, why aren’t you tired?” She stretched. “You know, you’re in incredible shape and I have yet to see you workout. Is this how you do it? Do you sneak away and hike when I’m not looking? Your backpack weighs a ton. I tipped over trying it on, remember?”

I’m not tired because I have you in my arms and I’ll be damned if I sleep the moment away.

He shrugged and let a lazy smile dance over his face as he remembered the stunned expression on Katie’s face as she fell over, hitting the ground under the weight of his pack. Her shoulders had been pinned to the ground by the straps, reminding him of a turtle on its back. It also left her in prime position to receive him, so as funny as it was, Alan had no choice but to get her off the ground quickly or chance mounting her.

“I don’t know. I guess it’s all this fresh air. And I wouldn’t suggest trying to slip my pack on up here. If you tumble, you may never stop.” He chuckled even though for one brief second the threat of her doing just that hit him hard. Overreacting seemed to be reserved for anything to do with Katie. With anyone else in life, Alan could really give a shit. He had to take a calming breath and remind himself that Katie was safe.

Katie purred as she stretched against him. The very sound drove spikes of need through his system, leaving his skin prickling with the urge to shift into wolf form and forever claim her as his own. He tipped his head back, trying, and failing, to block the scent of honeysuckle and roses—the scent of Katie. She fit in the crook of his arm, her body molded to his, reaffirming what the man in him believed, she was made for him.

If only that were true.

Alan steeled himself against her allure and eased her to the ground, careful to pull her backpack close to act as a pillow. “Rest for a bit while I finish checking the map and repacking the gear.”

“No, I want to help,” she said, her voice slurred with sleep.

The tiniest of laughs escaped him. “As fun as watching you try to figure out what package of dried goods goes where is, I’m going to pass. Take a quick nap. There’s nothing else you can do to help, Katie, so rest.”

“Okay, I’ll just rest for a minute.”

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New Issue of Raven Magazine

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Dec 6, 2012 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

The Brand new issue of Raven Magazine is now up and LIVE. Don’t forget, its FREE!

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Marketing with Mandy Author Spotlight: MJ Fredrick

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Nov 14, 2012 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

Marketing with Mandy Author Spotlight: MJ Fredrick

Q: Tell us a little about your experience with Carina and Samhain

A: I’ve been very fortunate with my publishers. Carina has helped me learn how to market–they have classes every month online. They’ve also helped me work with a deadline. Samhain has helped me improve my writing–the motivations, the organization, the word choice.

Q: What tips/tricks do you use for marketing or promoting your own titles?

A: I love blogging so my favorite technique is blog tours. I try to come up with different topics for different blogs, relating in some way to my book. For example, when I did one for Road Signs, I did blogs about beta heroes, road trips, and friends to lovers stories. I’m also pretty lucky because I’ve been in the romance community for a long time and I know a LOT of people, so I can approach people about guesting on their blog without feeling like it’s too much of an imposition. I also love Twitter. I am a great re-tweeter and people appreciate that and return the favor.

Q: What is one thing you’d want to tell a newer author, just coming into the game?

A: Write every day. Don’t make excuses. Write 100 words a day. Keep your head in the story. Also, finish what you start! Okay, that’s two things. I have lots more, but I’ll stop now

Q: Could you tell us a bit about your latest release?

A: I just released the last book in my first series! It’s set in Minnesota, what my dad calls “Up North.” It’s about a town called Bluestone that’s really suffering because of the recession. People who used to come for sports fishing and vacations have stopped coming, and the people of the town are trying to lure visitors back. That’s the overarching storyline. The first book has a hero, a war correspondent, who returns to Bluestone, intending to be there temporarily as he helps his son settle in with the boy’s grandparents, who falls in love with the counselor at his son’s school. The second book is about a country singer, who the town has asked to do a concert, who returns and falls in love again with the girl he’d spent his summers with as a boy. The last book is about the bartender, who is trying to sell his bar and move on, but he is in love with the fishing launch owner, who loves the town so much she would never leave. He has to decide if he can leave her behind. (Hint: he can’t!)

Q: Can you tell us a little about your current WIP’s?

Right now I’m writing my first pregnant heroine story. It’s about a woman who’s a surrogate for her gay brother. She runs a bar and her new bartender is hella sexy. But here she’s pregnant and barfing, and he helps her get through her pregnancy. I think it’s going to be really romantic!

Q: How did you get into writing?

A: I’ve always written. People who’ve known me since elementary school remind me of how I’d pass around my stories. I remember writing serials in high school with my friend Kirsten, always starring rock stars. I was Ramona Ramone in the serials, sister to The Ramones (I know, they’re not really brothers, but it was fun to write.) I wish I could find those! In college I had no time, but once I was out, I started again, on the typewriter (OMG what a pain!). It wasn’t until my son was in kindergarten and I went to one of those community ed classes that I learned about RWA. I joined my local chapter and just kept going.

Q: How do you balance family and writing?

A: I get up REALLY early in the morning and write before work. Then I teach, then I come home and do promo and stuff, and I write more while watching TV with the husband. My son is 20 now, so that makes it easier. The real issue is balancing writing and my addiction to my Wii

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Halloween Celebration Contest and Prizes (update closed)

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Oct 8, 2012 in Contests, Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

I think you all know by know that I love Halloween. It truly is my favorite holiday of the year. I’ve been sharing various Halloween looks on my facebook personal page (you can find it here) and I’ve been doing a ton of Youtube videos dressed in costume (you can find them here). So many of you have commented on how much you’re enjoying the looks and how they’ve inspired you. I thought it would be fun to do some prizes that are inspired by the looks. (This contest is separate from any other contests I’m having this month.)

Eye Candy Prize Package

Eye Candy Prize Package

Eye Candy Prize Package Includes:

Signed PRINT book of Immortal Ops Collection I by Mandy M Roth
Revlon Photoready Eye Primer
Revlon Photoready 3D Mascara
Wet N Wild “Don’t Steal My Thunder” eyeshadow palette
E.L.F. Waterproof Eyeliner Pen (Black)
E.L.F. Dramatic Lash Kit (Set of false eyelashes with comfort adhesive gel)
E.L.F. Cream Eyeliner (Black)
E.L.F. makeup brush (as shown in picture)

WARNING and understanding: Contest open to people 18yrs and older only. I will ship anywhere (winner acknowledges I am not responsible for any issues with shipping–ie, probs with their country allowing items in, US mail blocking certain items from being mailed and etc). Prize package contains products which may cause an allergic reaction in some, anyone entering the contest and winner assumes all responsibility and acknowledges Mandy M Roth is not responsible. Damage can occur to products during shipping. Winner acknowledges this. Prizes MUST be claimed within 14 days of wining or prize package will be awarded to another.

Vamp Mandy Prize Package

Vamp Mandy Prize Package

Vamp Mandy Prize Package Includes:

Singed PRINT book of The Valkyrie by Mandy M Roth
Wet N Wild (Fantasy Makers) Cosmetic Kit-Vixen Femme Fatale (kit includes 1nail polish-unsure about mailing regulations on this, might NOT be included if mail says no–, 1 lipstick, 1 eyeshadow duo, 1 pair eye lashes)
White Cream Makeup
E.L.F. Waterproof Eyeliner Pen (Black)
E.L.F. Makeup Brush (as shown in picture)

Wicked the Witch Prize Package

Wicked the Witch Prize Package

Wicked the Witch Prize Package Includes:

Signed PRINT book of The Guardians by Mandy M Roth
Spirit Green Grease Makeup
White Cream Makeup
E.L.F. Pigment Eyeshadow Tropical Teal
E.L.F. Dramatic Lash Kit (1 pair of black lashes and comfort adhesive gel)
E.L.F. Waterproof Eyeliner Pen (Black)
E.L.F. Makeup brush (as shown in picture)

EBOOK PRIZE PACKAGE

Three lucky winners will win 2 ebooks of their choice from Mandy M Roth.

How to be entered for a chance to win one of the above three prize packages:

(There is more than one way to be entered for a chance to win. You may do one of the following or two of the following, three of the following or all four of the following. Its up to you.)

YOUTUBE

Subscribe to my YouTube channel and comment on one or more of my videos. (Commenter MUST be subscribed to my channel. Yes, the more you comment the more times you’re entered for a chance to win.)

my channel direct link

my videos in order and listed by skit

FACEBOOK

Follow my personal and LIKE my author FB page. Comment there on one or more of my posts. Yes, the more you comment the more times you’re entered for a chance to win.

Personal FB (don’t worry, my personal FB is for readers too. Its my chit-chat page)

Author FB (pretty much announcements only)

TWITTER

Follow me on twitter and @mandymroth me so I see you there

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MY BLOG

Comment on my blog during the month of October. The more you comment, the more you’re entered for a chance to win.

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I use RANDOM.org to select my winners. Yes, contest open to all (I will ship overseas) but you MUST be 18yrs or older to enter.

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Inexpensive Halloween Wood Fairy

Posted by Mandy M. Roth on Oct 7, 2012 in Hell If I Know What It Should Be Labeled

I was asked to come up with an inexpensive look for Halloween. This one cost me nothing. I owned everything. If you don’t own a white makeup eyeliner pencil you can get one for 99 cents at your local drug store. As for eyeshadows, use only what you have. Keep the colors narrowed down to what you own to save money. If you own no shadows or want some pop of color look at Wet N Wild eyeshadows. They retail for between 2-6 dollars (for a palette).

First step, gather some goodies from outdoors. I used willow branches/leaves and some flower heads from around my yard. Anything will work. Yes, you can use branches that are missing leaves. Anything at all. Be creative. I taped them in a circle that fit around my head and then taped on the flowers. You could hot glue them if you wanted.

Here I am taping it all into a wreath for my head.

Here is what it looked like done.

Next I grabbed some eyeshadow colors I already owned. You can use ANY colors you want or have.

I “painted” them onto my forehead, temples and contoured my cheeks with them.

Next up, I just used my everyday makeup look and decided to draw on some swirls with a white eyeliner pencil. (These retail for $.99 at drug stores.)

Here is the finished look. You could add body glitter (be SURE its made for face and body or it can do damage to your eyes, etc), more colors, stick on gems. Whatever you want.

I let my hair down, put on wreath and here is the look. If you wanted to be extra creative you could cut out fairy wings from cardboard and wear them.