Oxymoron is such a harsh sounding word; I think maybe it’s the “moron” part. But, I love the concept and the effect. An oxymoron is a figure of speech in which the words seem to contradict each other. Years ago, author Nora Robert used oxymorons for the title of her books: Public Secrets, Carnal Innocence, Divine Evil. I love it!
What people may not realize is that the title of my upcoming release, Destiny’s Chance is an oxymoron. Destiny is an act of fate, something that is pre-determined, and chance is an act of randomness. Chance and Destiny also are the names of the hero and heroine. I chose their names quite deliberately. Although Destiny and Chance are fated to meet, they have choice in deciding their future.
To celebrate the upcoming release, I’ve designed a fun little game with a chance to earn a prize.
Play the Oxymoron Game and enter to win a $10 Amazon gift card!
- To enter, read the blurb and excerpt to Destiny’s Chance and leave a comment about the blurb or excerpt AND give me your favorite oxymoron. If you’re drawing a blank and can’t think of one, you can get an oxymoron here. (I think drawing a blank would be considered an oxymoron, too).
- Please note: you need to provide a NEW oxymoron, not use one that has already been used in the graphic or by someone else.
- Post your answer in the comments, being sure to leave your email address.
- The winner’s name will be announced in my newsletter on July 25. If you already subscribe, great! All you have to do is open the newsletter on July 25, find your name and email me back. If you’re not a subscriber, you can sign up here. (You can unsubscribe at any time by clicking on a link in the newsletter).
Fate gave her a gift. Is she brave enough to accept it?
Destiny Grable has loved Chance Everett for as long as she could remember, but he was never interested in her until a tragic act of fate grants her heart’s desire. Now Chance is all hers—body, mind, and soul. But once they’re together, she discovers he has a kinky side she never knew about. Is she ready for it? Can she handle it? And Chance isn’t the only one with a secret. If he discovers what she’s hiding, will he still want her?
Destiny’s Chance was previously published in 2013. This is a re-release.
An excerpt from Destiny’s Chance
(In this scene, Destiny is the hospital after an accident that killed her best friend, Zoe.)
Destiny expelled her breath in a heavy sigh and reached for the phone to try her parents one more time.
What the hell? She’d been too wrought by news of Zoe’s death to pay attention to much else, but now she noticed her arm looked…weird. Her wrist seemed thinner, her skin paler, the hair so fine it appeared almost nonexistent. And when had she gotten acrylic nails?
Her pulse rate doubled. The arm, the hand, the silver infinity ring on the index finger weren’t hers, but she recognized them. She fixated on the ID bracelet encircling the skinny wrist. RICHARDS, ZOE. And her friend’s date of birth.
They got the bodies mixed up. Gave you the wrong wristband.
But they couldn’t have switched arms. She flipped her hands over.
Destiny ripped back the covers and swore in frustration when the bed rail fought her frantic efforts to lower it. She forced it down, but her hospital gown caught in the metal. She tore it loose and scrambled for the bathroom.
Bruised and battered, Zoe stared at her from the mirror over the sink.
A nightmare. Wake up! Wake up! “No! No!” Slapping her face, Destiny searched for her plump cheeks, her ski-jump schnoz, and the mocha-brown eyes she considered one of her best features. The image mimicked her movements but presented high cheekbones loved by the camera, a perfect nose, and large blue eyes gone feral.
She yanked up her hospital gown. Where were her hips? Her boobs! She stared at her flat chest. She dropped the gown and screamed.
A nurse charged into the bathroom. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”
“My face!” she yelled. “What happened to my face?”
Post a comment about the blurb or excerpt AND give me an oxymoron for a chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card.