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Three Books for the Price of One!



I have some cool news. This is not a gimmick, your name won't go onto any list, it's just me wanting to get books into the hands of readers.

For the rest of this month if you order a copy of Happy Hour off of Amazon, you will receive two FREE books of your choice of my current releases. I will happily personalize and sign them however you would like me to. If you've never read a wine mystery or Michaela Bancroft mystery, or if you've been interested in getting a copy of my children's book but haven't done so, now would be a good time to try one. If you've already read my books maybe there is someone on your gift giving list who is a reader. Books do make a perfect gift.

To check out my newsletters that will give you some more information, here are the links: http://bit.ly/6VkNOd and http://bit.ly/6JgSt6
To order Happy Hour off of amazon http://bit.ly/8lLJmq

Once you order your copy, email DVinePress@gmail.com and state that you have ordered your copy, and then which two books you would like to have and how you would like them signed. Please be sure to include your address. You can find a list of my books on my website at http://www.michelescott.com/ where you can read excerpts, watch book trailers and learn more about them. You can also check out the reviews of Happy hour on amazon. They are excellent and I'm really pleased at how many people are enjoying this book.

Thank You!

Have a great day.

Cheers,
Michele

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Lori's Reading Corner said…
I took care of you :)

http://lorisreadingcorner.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-hour-holiday-special-from-michele.html
December 13, 2009 at 3:15 PM
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