Giveaway & Excerpt: The Garden of Fibs and Sin, Jason Lloyd
The giveaway has ended. A huge congrats to the winner, Joshua!
Hi, Cindi and Kazza, thank you so much for featuring The Garden of Fibs and Sin (Filthy Fibbers, Prequel) today. Like most people, I love horror/scary movies. I especially enjoy the B and campy horror style ones—I think they are the most fun. I wanted to write a series that would be funny, dramatic, suspenseful, and downright naughty. My Filthy Fibbers Series is what I would call a “guilty pleasure.” My goal is to make people blush, laugh, and say, “OMG!”
My main character, Daniel Patrick Darling II (Danny, for short) is very loosely based on a friend of mine. Danny is an incredibly fun character to write about because you never know what he will do, and what will come out of his mouth or in some cases… go into his mouth! He’s the character you love to hate, but you still end up rooting for him.
The town in which the Filthy Fibbers Series takes place is in New Hope, Pennsylvania. It’s a small town known for its culture. There’s tons of restaurants, specialty gift shops, antique stores, galleries and a playhouse where plays and off-Broadway shows are performed. The town sits right on the Delaware River, and the area is beautiful. On your way into town, there are quite a few huge homes and mansions with elaborate gardens. I grew up very close to New Hope and in my early twenties, I used to go to a nightclub that was once there, which is also loosely based on a club my characters visit. I still visit the area quite a bit. I felt like this town was the perfect setting for this story… plus there are so many places one could hide a body!
To celebrate the release of The Garden of Fibs & Sin (Filthy Fibbers Prequel), Jason Lloyd is offering an e-copy to one lucky person who comments on this post! The giveaway runs from Friday, June 12th until midnight (Eastern, U.S.) on Sunday, June 14th. All you have to do is comment below and your name will go in the draw. ***Note that if you get a spam message while commenting, we will see it and move it to the appropriate post.*** Good luck to all who enter!
Check out Cindi’s (NSFW) review here.
Blurb –
This garden of fibs and sin has roses that are red with blood.
Daniel Patrick Darling II is gorgeous, rich, and conceited, with just the right amount of bitch. You may think he has it all; friends, money, power, but all those things won’t help Danny when he mysteriously vanishes one night after hanging out with his best friends. Danny is loved by few, but unfortunately hated by many. Anyone could have been behind his disappearance.
This Filthy Fibbers prequel rewinds one day before Danny’s disappearance. Danny rendezvous with his ex-boyfriend and has a tryst with a new secret lover. He begins to receive threatening messages from an anonymous stalker that wants to destroy him and everyone he loves. Danny has had a privileged life and now his world is about to change forever.
Has Danny’s insidious past finally caught up with him? He can’t outrun what he did. Danny’s deadly secrets have deadly consequences and in this filthy garden full of thorns, someone is bound to be pricked.
***This novella is for adult audiences only.
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Here’s an excerpt from The Garden of Fibs and Sin (Filthy Fibbers, Prequel). This is the first introduction to my main character, Danny. Danny is going to have one dramatic ride before this book, and the series is over.
Excerpt –
i’m a darling
august 17, 2014
4:45am
Hi, my name is Daniel Patrick Darling II. I know what you’re going to say, “All men with Roman numerals in their names are douchebags.” Well, you didn’t miss the mark on that one. I am a twenty-five-year-old douchebag. Things have always come easy for me. I have money. Well, my family has money. I can buy anything I want and do whatever I like. I was raised to act as if I am better than other people are. Basically, I was brought up to be a privileged douchebag. It’s not my fault. I don’t mean to be an asshole. Sometimes I just say or do the wrong thing. My mouth has a mind of its own, and so does my penis. Oh, and I can blame vodka for my poor decision-making. Grey Goose made me do it.
My family owns Darling Pharmaceuticals, the largest pharmaceutical company on the east coast. It’s run by my mother, Veronica Darling. I say, “Run by” loosely. She doesn’t know what the fuck she is doing. Veronica just sits in a boardroom once a month and people tell her what is best for her company. They use her for her signature.
My grandfather, Daniel Patrick Darling started the company. I don’t remember him much. The last memory I have of him was when I was six years old, and I watched him fall down our mansion staircase. His neck snapped somewhere on the way down. I was playing with miniature toy luxury cars in the foyer. I watched as he tumbled down and landed on the beige marble floor. His head was cracked open, and blood slowly exuded on the newly polished floor. My mother ran down the staircase screaming, “Oh no!” She wasn’t upset over what I just saw or the fact that my grandfather had just died. She was distraught over the blood on her beige marble floor. She had Rosie, our maid, scrub that area for hours after the body was taken away. Veronica was convinced it was not clean enough!
Ideally, Darling Pharmaceuticals should have then gone to my father, Grant Darling, but he passed away from cancer a year before my grandfather died. I don’t remember my father much. Most of my memories of him consisted of him being in the hospital. His battle with cancer was long.
People had told me that my mother was a different person back then. Back when my father was alive, everyone called her, “Roni,” but after his death that stopped. They said, “The light in her died.” Judging from the photos I have seen, they were right. Her long flowing golden blonde hair and sparkling green eyes have been replaced with saddened dullness. People said when my father died; her heart was broken. She became cold and distant. I suppose I get my coldness from my mother. I was mostly raised by nannies and maids. I only saw Veronica at dinner. It was as if the sight of me was too much heartache to handle.
Veronica has run the company ever since my grandfather’s passing. I was supposed to take over on my eighteenth birthday, but I turned it down. I told my mother I wanted to enjoy some life a little bit, go to college, and not have to be tied down. Really, I just wanted to party, fuck a bunch of guys and do what I wanted. I mean, come on, running a company at eighteen? That’s too young. Responsibility was a word I was not familiar with. Veronica said she would run the company indefinitely, and it would be left to me in her will. I’m hoping she’s like a goddamn cockroach and lives forever. I don’t want the fucking company!
I may not have to worry about inheriting the family business after all. Currently, my future seems bleak at best. Why, you ask? Well, someone I thought I knew, someone I thought I trusted, just hit me over the head with a shovel. I really hope it doesn’t leave a scar. It sucks when you are loved by few, but hated by many. I never even saw this one coming, but it all makes sense now. At least he didn’t hit me in the face. I kept thinking, No, No! Not my gorgeous face!
Currently, my unconscious body is being dragged across the ground with no respect for my designer ensemble. This shirt is fucking Burberry for Christ sakes! These grass stains will never come out! My right hand brushed up against the rose bushes and caused it to be scratched up by the thorns. Little droplets of blood fell into the grass. My assailant didn’t seem to care, and he merrily hummed some creepy song as he manhandled me. He even started to sing it aloud:
I’ll paint these roses red
I’ll spill your blood
And hack you up,
Cause soon you will be dead!
I’ll paint these roses red… with your blood!
He let out a chuckle at the end. Like an evil mastermind in a cheesy movie. He had a decent voice, despite the creepiness. I should have known he was bat shit crazy. I should have listened to Ethan. If only I would have listened to his warning. He was right. I could have avoided this whole thing. Oh, the shoulda-woulda–couldas, but there was no going back now. I deserved this. I deserved all of this and, unfortunately; it was not over. Revenge never ends until everything and everyone around it is destroyed. A vengeful heart never rests.
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I do love that trailer. Nice to have Jason Lloyd here on the blog with this great giveaway 🙂 Yay…
A huge thank you to Jason Lloyd for stopping by On Top Down Under and for the great giveaway and excerpt. To second what Kazza said, that trailer is amazing! So is the book. 😉
Thankx for having me guys. Oh btw, the trailer has lots of clues in it that will be in the series. 😉
Thanks for the giveaway. Another one for the TBR! 😀
That made me laugh about the roman numerals. Sorry but it’s really true. 🙂 Please count me in to the giveaway.
Sounds awesome! Count me in, plz!
I think I’d luv Daniel, even if he is a douchebag. Really want to read this.
The cover caught my eye and the excerpt had me wanting to reach through my screen and pull the book out of a pool of blood… wow…!!
Gay murder and mystery has me wanting. Yessss. 8<)
Only good blows in the face. A bit of Pretty Little Filthy Gay Liars! lmao
This looks creepy & hot. My kind of book.
Add me please. Realy want to read this.
Enjoyed the dialogue, poor Daniel more worried about his face and designer clothes, but the question is will he be redeemed or will his clothes be able to be cleaned at the dry cleaners, so many important questions? Thank you for a chance to win a copy 🙂
I enjoyed this so much. Thank you for it.
RB