Welcome to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt! This bi-annual event was inspired as a way to give readers a chance to gain access to exclusive bonus material from their favorite authors…and a chance to win some awesome prizes! At this hunt, you not only get access to exclusive content from each author, you also get a clue for the hunt. Add up the clues, and you can enter for our prize–one lucky winner will receive one book from each author on the hunt in my team! But play fast: this contest (and all the exclusive bonus material) will only be online for 96 hours!
Go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page to find out all about the hunt. There are TWO contests going on simultaneously, and you can enter one or all! I am a part of the Green Team–but there is also a Blue Team for a chance to win a whole different set of books!
If you’d like to find out more about the hunt, see links to all the authors participating, and see the full list of prizes up for grabs, go to the New Adult Scavenger Hunt page.
***THE SCAVENGER HUNT***
Directions: Below, you’ll notice that I’ve listed my lucky book number. Collect the lucky book numbers of all the authors on Green Team, and then add them up (don’t worry, you can use a calculator!).
Entry Form: Once you’ve added up all the numbers, make sure you fill out the form here to officially qualify for the grand prize. Only entries that have the correct number will qualify.
Rules: Open internationally, anyone below the age of 18 should have a parent or guardian’s permission to enter. To be eligible for the grand prize, you must submit the completed entry form by , at noon Eastern Time. Entries sent without the correct number or without contact information will not be considered.
LET THE HUNT BEGIN!
***MEET ABIGAIL DRAKE, AUTHOR OF DELAYED DEPARTURE***
Abigail Drake is the award-winning author of six adult novels, and three young adult novels under the name, Wende Dikec. She has spent her life traveling the world, and collecting stories wherever she visited. She majored in Japanese and International Economics in college and worked in import/export and as an ESL teacher before she committed herself full time to writing. She writes in several romance genres, and her books are quirky, light, and fun.
Abigail is a trekkie, a book hoarder, the master of the Nespresso machine, a red wine addict, and the mother of three boys (probably the main reason for her red wine addiction). A puppy named Capone is the most recent addition to her family, and she blogs about him as a way of maintaining what little sanity she has left.
For more information, please visit her site at
Or, you can find her on Facebook
As I waited alone on the corner, a gust of wind blew a lock of blond hair loose from my complicated updo and whipped it across my face. I pushed it out of my eyes in irritation. I’d wasted hours at the beauty shop today for nothing. My hair already looked a mess, and I was about to get soaking wet in a sparkling cocktail dress and heels.
Why did I never remember to bring an umbrella? I should have known better.
My phone buzzed with a text. Sorry, Bethany. Stuck in traffic.
“Liar,” I muttered under my breath, looking around at the nearly deserted streets as the first fat raindrop fell from the sky and hit me squarely on the nose. Gregory Harper had never been on time for anything. Ever. Why was I even surprised?
I ducked into a bookstore as the rain began to fall in earnest. After my eyes adjusted to the dim interior, I sent Greg a quick message telling him where to meet me.
Inside Caliban Books. Don’t text and drive.
I added an angry face emoji for emphasis and browsed through the shop. Although located only a few blocks from campus, I’d never been inside it before. Piles of books sat on every surface and filled the shelves in haphazard rows. A large, grey cat snoozed under a lamp near the cash register. Posters on the walls advertised upcoming book signings and local events. I opened one of the books on the pile next to me and realized I held a signed first edition copy. Carefully, I ran my finger down its spine.
“Hello, beautiful,” I murmured with a smile.
I heard shuffling coming from the rear of the shop. An older woman appeared with one set of glasses perched on her nose and another stuck on her curly grey head. She had on a faded t-shirt appliqued with cats, and a nametag that said “Winnie” in block letters.
“Oh. I didn’t hear the bell. Can I help you find something?” she asked.
“Yes. I’m about to leave on a trip. I’m going to Turkey.”
“How wonderful,” she said. “I did a year abroad when I was your age. In Spain. Olé.”
She held up her hands as if she carried castanets. I had a feeling she might even start dancing if I wasn’t careful. “Wow. Great. Do you have any books on Turkey, or maybe a travel guide for Istanbul?”
“Certainly. Istanbul was Constantinople, la-di-dah-di-dum.” Winnie sang the words to the old song, hips swaying, as she led me to the back of the store.
She hummed to herself as she pointed to a spot on the shelf, and sashayed back to the front. I studied the titles and pulled the books down one by one to have a closer look. There were about half a dozen in all. A few were standard guidebooks, but they appeared to be a little outdated. A walking tour of Istanbul piqued my interest right away. I leafed through the pages, about to put the other books back, when I noticed a small, odd-looking book, shoved off to the side.
The Secrets of the Harem.
I let out a happy sigh. Bound in soft leather with gold lettering, it boasted both historical accuracy and helpful illustrations, and had been written by someone known only as “The Mysterious Madame LaRue.” I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Exactly the kind of thing I’d been looking for. I opened the book and read the first page.
The secrets within the pages of this book are not for the faint of heart, nor for those weak of spirit. No, good reader, these secrets are only useful for those brave enough or wise enough to use them.
To enter, you need to know that my lucky book number is 13.
Add up all the favorite numbers of the authors on GREEN TEAM and you’ll have the secret code to enter for the grand prize!
***CONTINUE THE HUNT***
To keep going on your quest for the hunt, you need to check out the next author, my very good friend, Lisa Manterfield!