The new year is upon us and I have many plans, especially with my writing. My first book from my first series, The Fall of the Four Horsemen is due out sometime in February, all things going as planned. I'm hoping to have the send book completed within the next three weeks, leaving only book 3 and 4 to do.
Here's a reminder of what I have previously told you about this series.
The Fall of the Horsemen of Sin City (working title)
The characters are loosely based around the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (mainly their backstories).
Devil (Death) is a vampire who only understands the negative emotions in life. He's a man who speaks with his fists, and isn't afraid to take a life if he believes they are deserving.
Gabby is his mate. She's a human who wants what most girls want, a loving, caring relationship. Early in their relationship, Devil warns her that that wasn't possible. He experiences no such emotions.
Viper (Conquest-book 2) is a Fae who loves women. He's not ready to settle down, there are too many women out there for him to enjoy. But no matter how much he fights it, Fate has other plans for him. As a fighter, he is aptly named. He strikes his victims before most of them are even aware of the danger they are in.
Judge (War-book 3) is a mountain lion shifter who flirts with anything in a skirt. His easy going personality is a front for the Alpha within him. He sets the rules and expects them to be followed to the letter. When he first met Gabby, he was disappointed that she wasn't his mate. He saw a strength in her that was well suited to his position as Alpha of the local mountain lion pride. But have no fear, his mate is close by, ready to steal his heart.
Chaos (Famine-book 4) is a warlock who has found his mate already, but has yet to claim her. In his opinion she's still too young to handle the likes of him. He's the chef at the Hotel/Casino that the brother's in arms own. In his profession, he creates havoc with people's tastebuds. With his moods, he creates havoc all around. His huge frame carries great strength and power. Nothing compared to his tiny human mate. For her sake, he waits. But has he waited too long?
I also have a cowboy ménage that won't leave me alone. It's begging to be written. Four people (one female and her best friend's three older brothers) knew they were meant to be together, but one event tears them apart. Now they must work through the female's trust issues and fears to find their happy ever after. Boy am I looking forward to writing this book. 
Then after that I have a plan for another series. Like my first series and most of my books, it will be a paranormal romance. The first book is about a set of Alpha twins who meet their mate and boy does she give them a run for their money.

The new year is sneaking up on us, which also means so is my youngest's birthday. He came into this world seven years ago on New Year's Eve the way he intended on living his life, laid back and no stress. So happy birthday to my cheeky sausage. Mum and Dad are very proud of the little man you are.

Now for some other news. My next book is due out in February. When I have more info I will pass it on. Just think about that series I spoke of last month and that might give you some clues. Happy New Year to everyone. I look forward to our continued friendship in 2015.

 



Suzette Rose Cauler has come by to say hello today and to share with us a little about book one from her Wolves of River Bend series.

Nikki’s Fated
[Book 1 of the Wolves of River’s Bend series]

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shifters, HEA]

Wolf shifter Nikki Black never expected her love life to mean the difference between lasting peace and all-out war. Especially when her fated, Luke Andres, wants nothing to do with her. Forced to join to prevent bloodshed between their rival clans, Nikki and Luke enjoy a blistering night of passion before facing another complication—Luke’s brother is also Nikki’s destined mate.

Mason Andres is passionate, loving, and sexy, and Nikki falls hard for him, thrilled that he feels the same. She wants the same love-match with Luke, but that’s the one thing Luke can’t risk giving her. Fighting destiny to keep his heart safe from the only woman who can claim it, Luke makes plans that could separate them for good. But when love and passion run soul-deep, fate can overturn even the best-laid plans.

Will Luke admit his love for Nikki before it’s too late, or will his wounded heart destroy the trio’s shot at lasting happiness?

 

Buy link:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Nikkis-Wolves-Rivers-Publishing-Menage-ebook/dp/B00QFVZIZK

BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/nikkis-fated

Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/nikki-s-fated

 

STORY EXCERPT

     “Nikki—” her father began, clearly not getting that she didn’t want to talk to him.

     "Excuse us.” A large hand reached between them to take Nikki’s arm. “They’re playing our song.” It was Luke, and Nikki wouldn’t have been more surprised if one of the guests suddenly sprouted wings and flew away. He was asking to dance with her? Was that a smile she saw? Nikki actually looked to the sky for the lightning that was sure to strike at any minute.

    Warily, she allowed him to lead her onto the temporary dance floor and wrap his arms around her waist.

     He whispered in her ear as he swayed to the slow music, rocking her along with him. “Let’s make it look good.”

     Nikki wrapped her arms around his neck, perplexed but hopeful. Maybe he was going to behave decently toward her now that they were officially joined. “Thank you—for rescuing me over there.”

     “You looked like you needed to get away. And we do have a common enemy. One thing we can both agree on right now is how much we loathe our fathers for this.”

     Nikki shook her head. “Who would have thought it would take mutual anger to bring us together?” She looked up into his gray eyes and the rest of the world just seemed to melt away. She felt every hard line of his body, every muscle, and if she wasn’t mistaken, that was the beginnings of an erection pressing up against her belly. His arms tightened around her and her gaze drifted from his eyes to his full lips and back again, even as her own lips parted in anticipation of his kiss. Maybe the rest of their joining day wouldn’t be so bad, she thought, as he leaned closer, the desire to kiss her clear in his eyes. But then he surprised her by moving toward her ear instead of her lips.

     “I did you a favor, getting you away from the old man, but let’s not get carried away.” His lips grazed her ear as he whispered, sending tiny waves of anticipation straight to her core.

     "What do you mean?” She pulled back to look up at him and had to remind herself, not for the first time, that it would be a mistake to get lost in his eyes. Unfortunately, his mouth was just as dangerous a focal point. His lips screamed sex, and on the few occasions she’d made the mistake of watching his mouth while he talked, her pussy had immediately gotten wet and she’d managed to miss at least half of what he’d said.

     “Look, I know I was a sort of a dick at first…”

     “Sort of? That’s the understatement of the century.”

     “Fair enough, but the point is, I made it clear I didn’t want a mate, that I wasn’t ready. And I want you to know it’s not about you.”

     “Oh great, is this one of those ‘it’s not me, it’s you’ speeches? Because if it is, spare me. I already know it’s you.” She had to work hard to keep her voice even and matter-of-fact.

     “You don’t sugarcoat much, do you?” He had the nerve to sound amused.

     “Nope, I’m a straight-shooter.”

     “Good, so you’ll appreciate what I have to say. You’re a beautiful woman, and being close to you like this has an incredible effect on me. I want you—badly. There’s no question of that, but wanting you doesn’t change how I feel about this joining. I went through with it for the same reasons you did, but I don’t want you to set yourself up for disappointment.”

     “Okay…” She wasn’t quite sure what he was talking about, and once again, he was the king of the understatement. She could clearly feel how hard he was for her. Frankly, she wouldn’t be surprised if his erection tore a hole in his pants.

     “Look, what I’m trying to say is that you shouldn’t expect this to be a love match. That…It’s just not in me. I’ll do my duty, but…that’s it. I can’t offer you more than that.”

     “I don’t know what to say.” Nikki hated that his words hadn’t dampened her desire any. The last thing she wanted to do after that speech was want him.

     “I have a feeling that doesn’t happen very often.”

     They danced in silence as one song ended and the band struck up another slow favorite. “Say something,” Luke said.

     “What for? You have this all figured out. I’m stuck with a mate who is determined to never love me. What do you expect me to say to that?”

     “Well…” He stroked his knuckles over her cheek, then her lips. “We can still enjoy each other.”

     Oh, God. Her pussy tightened at his touch. Nikki knew she’d live to regret how excited his words made her feel, but just then, she didn’t care. The call of her mate’s body was just too strong. “So, you want to fuck me, but you plan to keep feelings out of it. Got it.”

     His arm tightened around her waist and he trailed a single finger down the side of her neck and over her collarbone, stopping where the tops of her breasts swelled out of her dress. “Tell me you don’t feel the same.” He leaned down and buried his nose in her neck. Damn it, he was smelling her. “You can’t hide how badly you want me.”

     Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass and her pussy was so wet she needed to change her panties. “I can’t hide it, so I won’t bother denying it.”

     “And you can accept that we won’t have a love match?” He was facing her again, his lips just inches from hers.

     “What possible difference does that make? As you pointed out, we’re stuck with each other now.”

     Luke smiled again, and this time she could swear it was genuine. Leaning in further, he claimed her mouth in the first real kiss they’d ever shared. His lips were the perfect combination of smooth and sensual, and firm and demanding, and Nikki couldn’t help but lean into his kiss, into him.

     When he finally released her mouth, she was breathless. He looked down at her and she could swear his eyes were darker than normal.

     “Good,” he said. “Because I, for one, am tired of waiting for the fun part to begin.”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

     Groaning, Mason set Nikki on her feet. He wanted that dress off. It was a gorgeous piece of material that left her shoulders and back bare but at that moment, it was the enemy. He was impatient to see her body again, and this time, get to enjoy it, as was his right as her mate. Mason could understand why his brother had ripped her nightgown off the night before. He had the same impulse, but he took a deep breath and steeled himself to unwrap her like the gift she was.

     The moment Mason set Nikki on her feet, she was reaching for the top of the gown to shed it herself. “No, let me,” he said, leaning down to kiss her neck.

     A shudder coursed through Nikki’s body at his words. She smelled faintly of vanilla and clover, but under that, the scent of her arousal was strong. It threatened his ability to take care with her delicate dress. Forcing himself to put his intense need aside, he eased the silky cloth over her breasts and down to her hips, leaving it to Luke to take it the rest of the way. Mason hoped Luke would keep himself in check. He’d throttle him if he ruined their first night together.

     Standing back to watch, Mason took in the full swell of her breasts and hardened, rosy nipples. He swallowed hard as his gaze traveled over the flat belly that would one day round with his pups if he had anything to say about it. She had full hips, breeding hips, and smooth thighs that made him growl with anticipation. His hands flexed, itching to squeeze them as he plunged into her. Nikki’s calves were shapely as well, screaming to wrap themselves around him, and they were finally bare, thanks to his brother’s efforts. The only thing she still wore was a pair of strappy, high-heeled shoes, which, thankfully, Luke hadn’t removed. In some things, he and his brother thought alike.

     Mason lifted Nikki against him, bending to take her nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue while palming the other breast. His touch was gentle at first, but grew rougher when he discovered that a firmer touch pulled deeper moans from his mate’s throat. He gave the other nipple the same treatment before easing down to trail hot kisses across her belly. Nikki was so smooth and soft everywhere, he could almost fear breaking her, but her touch was firm and almost fierce in its need. She wrapped her hands in his hair and urged him lower, even as her belly trembled under his kisses.

     Kneeling, Mason stroked his lips over Nikki’s smooth mound and heard her breath catch. He looked up and found her staring back at him, biting her bottom lip. He didn’t hesitate to give her what she wanted. He licked from the top of her mound to her entrance before focusing his attention on lapping her slit. Nikki’s breath came faster as she ran her fingers through his hair, holding on as his tongue parted her pussy lips and flicked her clit. That provoked a tiny growl from her, so he pressed his tongue hard against the bud, first applying pressure and then letting up to circle and suck it, and finally stiffening his tongue to apply the same pressure as before.

     When he pulled back to look up at her, Nikki’s head was thrown back, her mouth wide open. “Oh, God. Please. Please, don’t stop.”

     He smiled at her unguarded response before going back to taste her again. This time, he licked and nibbled at the inflamed bud before ducking lower to press his tongue into the sweet cream coming from her pussy. He was sure he’d never get enough of it as he lapped there, trying his damnedest to lick her dry even as her juices kept coming. Holding her steady with one arm, he stiffened his tongue and plunged it inside her, reaching up with the other hand to rub and pinch her clit.

     “Oh, God. Mason…” Nikki squeezed her hands in his hair and arched toward him, grinding her pussy against him. 

* * * * 

     Watching Mason with Nikki had Luke unspeakably horny, not that he hadn’t been in a constant state of horniness since he’d met her. It was the reason he’d acted like a caveman and ripped her gown on the night of their joining. He’d ceased to think like a man and had given in to the inner animal that only wanted to fuck her senseless. This time, he would stay in control.

     With a groan, Luke approached Nikki from behind. The sight of her full, round ass nearly drove him insane. He’d thought he would just let his brother handle most of the foreplay, but watching her and smelling her arousal from across the room, he couldn’t wait any longer. Her low growl drew him to her like she’d reached out and grabbed him.

     Still clothed, Luke wrapped his arms around her slender waist and bent his knees to press his already-rock-hard cock against the two round globes he’d been admiring. She sighed and leaned back against him, and Luke ground his cock hard against her ass as he stroked up her body to cup her breasts.

 

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I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas. Mine was hectic, but worth the work because I was surrounded by my family. I think we will be eating left overs for many more days to come yet which of course saves me having to do one of my least favourite jobs, food shopping. That's a gift in itself!

Now stay tuned because I have some fabulous news. I'm just waiting on the specifics before I share it with you. Take care and I'll be speaking to you soon.

This Christmas eve, we have a special present for you. Clare Dargin's latest book is due out today, and she has popped into tell you all about it. 

Firstly, let me share a little about her before you get a peek of the book. Clare is an author of Science Fiction and Romance and has been writing stories all of her life before being published in 2007. She’s a great fan of the two genres and loves promoting them.
An educator by profession, she possesses a Bachelor’s Degree in English from a major mid-western university. She presently resides in the Midwest and she hopes to expand her writings to include non-fiction, historical romance, and contemporary novels.

This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, December 31st

 

[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]

Jilly Reimers wants love but can't find it. Chris Spinell is a veteran of the war in Afghanistan who suffers from PTSD and a haunting feeling that something is missing in his life. Chris Poole is also an Afghanistan war veteran is ready to break out of his shell but is unsure how.

With Christmas just around the corner, they decide not to spend it alone. Believing The Love Play Matchmaking Service to be just what they need for a night of fun and passion, they sign up. But when the guys show up and see that they've been set up on a ménage, the only one happy about it is Jilly. 
Their consultant, called an Eros, assures Jilly that the service has a perfect track record but she's certain they'll be the first ones to get their money back. Will they have a very merry Christmas? Or will the three spend yet another one alone?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Story Excerpt

 

Jilly idly twirled a lock of her hair as she gazed at the fire. The meal was good, a bit awkward, but all right. Now with Chris S. in the shower, she and Chris P., who’d freshened up after her, sat beside her. She hoped she’d get a chance to know him a little better, now that they were alone.

Unlike Chris S., Chris P. was quiet, more reserved. His warm smile could melt ice. They’d spoken a bit about his life in Australia and how he met the other Chris when they were on Diego Garcia, a tiny atoll in the Pacific. It was there he garnered a better perspective on life, friendships and love. She reasoned that war tended to do that to a person.

She looked at him again, admiring what she saw. He was gorgeous. If only she were a femme fatale like her friends. She pictured grabbing him by the scruff of his collar and planting a long seductive kiss on his pouty lips. Anything to ease the tension between her legs and the moisture dripping from her swollen pussy.

Golden and sun-kissed like a surfer, he had a look impossible to have around this time of year in Michigan, unless he spent countless hours in a tanning booth. But at the same time he didn’t look like the type who’d go to one. He seemed too rugged. She glanced at his short, flaxen hair, which he wore pulled back in a stubby tail. It accentuated his keen facial features. His physique, like that of a gladiator, made her want to whimper. Built like a brick wall without being too thick, he was three words—supple, etched, steel. And his Australian accent added to his raw sexiness.

Whereas Chris S. was the perfect picture type of the all-American, boy-next-door type, with light brown hair and sandy-colored tips and eyes so blue they looked like the color of tropical water. He reminded her of the high school captain of the football team who’d gone into the military and become a man, except he had a sensitive edge that permeated his being. While Chris P., who looked like he could take on a few guys at once, was more lighthearted and outgoing.

Either way, she knew she hit the jackpot because both guys were like something out of a magazine called Hot Guys “R” Us. They were a perfect ten. It was best Christmas gift anyone could have ever given her. She hoped a Chris Sandwich was definitely on the menu for the night. But how to get past the talking stage, she had no clue. She wondered if all of her Love Play’s match ups started like this.

Wearing some leggings and a cami, and he a T-shirt and shorts, she suddenly felt overdressed. The art of seduction was not something they taught in any of the schools she’d attended, and she sure as hell never picked up any pointers from her so-called “friends.” And her exes never gave her any encouragement in that department either.

This date should have come with instructions. I think I’m in trouble.

She let out a long sigh.

“Did you say something?” Chris P. asked, stirring from his long silence.

“I was just thinking how beautiful this place is,” she lied. What? How lame is that?

“It is. I’ve never been to a place quite like this.”

“Love Play has quite a reputation.”

“You’ve used it before?” He perked up, facing her.

Heat burned her cheeks. “No. It’s what I heard from some of their clients.”

“So have you been married?” he asked.

“No.”

“Neither have I. Never found anyone to get serious with,” he said, shrugging. “I don’t know. Maybe cupid’s arrow doesn’t work on me.”

“For me they’re defective. Or maybe his aim is bad,” she said, trying to suppress the memory of her ex-boyfriend.

“What do you mean?”

“My relationships, they never work out.” She shrugged her shoulders. “For whatever reason, they seem to choose my friends over me. Or it ends up that way once we get together.”

He shook his head. “Nah. They were bad blokes from the start. Believe me. I know. I’ve been around those types my entire life. The randier they are, the worse they will be. If a man wants you, he’ll stay.” His tone was soft, almost vulnerable.

“Maybe.”

“So tell me,” he said, turning to face her, “you ordered this hook up?”

Again, her face flushed. She imagined it turning its characteristic red when the blood rushed to her cheeks.

“Yes. But according to the guidelines, you would have either had to be open to it or requested it too. Right?”

He chuckled. “I see he also got the smart I asked for. Yes, I am open to a ménage.” His expression became serious. “Do you think me odd?”

“No. I’m glad we share that desire.”

 

Adult Excerpt

 

 

Chris S. slipped her undies over her round hips. They slid down her baby-like skin, exposing her shaved mound. More blood flowed to his dick, making whimper.

“God,” he said, fighting tears.

Through gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes, he forced himself to maintain control. It was getting to be damn near impossible. Everything about her was fucking outstanding. Lips, breasts, skin and pussy. He was ready to fill her pussy with his thick, hard dick.

He slid his finger into the folds of her wet interior. The thin crease surrounded by supple labia oozed moisture from her tight and tiny hole. He slid a finger inside her hole, and her taut muscles quivered at his touch.

“You want it?” he asked.

She moaned “yes” before being silenced by the other Chris’s mouth. He inched her legs apart. Moving in just right, he tasted her. Explosions went off in his brain. She was pure, simple, clean and honeyed. He wanted to mark her as his own. Delving his tongue in and out of her tight hole, he held her still, allowing her juices to saturate his mouth.

Lifting her legs, he opened her wider, curling her upward, burying his face in her mound. His breaths increased as his heart rate grew frantic. His hard dick, standing at full scale attention, threatened to bust a nut if he didn’t stop.

Pulling away, he set her down gently. “Got to go get a condom.”

The other Chris looked up, his eyes equally as dazed as he felt.

She swallowed, seeming breathless. “My bag, by the wall.”

The time for being cool had passed. Quicker than he’d wanted and less suave, he dashed toward it, finally seeing the stash. Grabbing the entire lot, along with a bottle of lubricating gel, he opened the box and pulled out two, handing one to Chris and keeping the other for himself. Setting it aside, he removed his shorts, exposing his aching dick to the room’s cool air. He grimaced as he slid the latex over his shaft. It hurt with a pain that would only be relieved by what Jilly had to offer. He squeezed the gel, which had the scent of strawberries, onto his palm. He fisted his hand and soaked his condom-wrapped rod with the smooth, thick liquid. The mere pressure of his hand gave him some relief, albeit short.

“Me first,” he said, climbing onto the bed.

Calming himself, he lay down beside her and turned her on her side. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close. He spread her legs apart as she tilted her pelvis back. She melded her body to his. There was so much of her he wanted, not only her body, but her soul, mind, and yes, even her heart.

He took a hand and placed himself at her entrance. Slowly he pushed inside. He grunted and made himself hold back, lest he spill at that moment.

She was so tight. No doubt about it. This was going to be a short run. Inch by inch, he slid inside of her, stopping at the root. His balls drew in tight. He shifted her close and moved in and out slowly. Each movement became stronger as his control slipped. He needed the release, the kind that would give his aching balls sweet relief. Back and forth his hips moved inside her. She wriggled and moaned in response. Their mouths met briefly, tongues swirling, causing his stomach and heart to flutter. He increased his thrusts. Finding his target, she keened her delight.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”

She pushed her ass toward him.

“Baby, I’m going to come.”

“Come, honey. Come.”

He grunted, harder and harder. Sliding his hand down to her hard clit, he rubbed it as his panting increased. Pressure built up behind his eyes, his mind went blank as everything in the world seemed to fall away. He couldn’t stop. Harder and harder he pushed, holding her firm and tight.

With light speed, he cried out, “God!” His hips bucked upward while cum poured out of him.

Slightly dizzy, he held onto her before letting her go. “Are you all right?”

Her kiss eased the butterflies threatening to kill the moment. Sliding out of her, he sighed, relieved. He gazed into her eyes. Instantly he felt the completed connection he’d sensed along. She was the one. And he saw that she felt it too.

 

* * * *

Jilly recovered her breath as Chris P. gathered her up into his arms. His musky scent was so spicy and inviting. She buried her face in the crook between his shoulder and neck. She was ready.

“On your back,” he said, holding her.

She nodded.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said, whispering in her ear.

From her tall Adonis, she was ready to receive all he gave her. Trust welled up within her heart. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

Placing her on back like she weighed nothing but a feather, he positioned himself on top of her. A lock of his blond hair obscured his face. She opened her legs. She felt his solid, round tip prod her hole. Panting, he pushed inside of her, his raw strength causing her pussy to clench. Each muscle spasmed to accommodate his thick and meaty cock. She cried out along with him. He braced himself.

 

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Please join with me in welcoming Kristy Brown, the wonderful author of the Twisted Fate series. She's here to tell you a little about book 5 in the series, Twisted Destiny.

 

 

Fate has a plan. Fate always has a plan. As supernatural creatures, they have enough problems living among humans. But when lies, deception, deaths and the threat of war all seem to conspire against them, their love will be tested as they try to change their destinies.

 

 

 

 

 

Excerpt  

Connell ran over the rocks, then through two
large trees. Moss kicked up as he ran but he didn’t have a chance with the wolf on his heels. One misstep is all it took for the wolf to be on top of Connell. The sound of breaking bone told him that he had broken his ankle. Pain ran through him, but his mind was too paralyzed by fear. The wolf stared down at him and Connell looked the beast in the eyes. Eyes that he could swear had human emotions behind them. He didn’t back down from the wolf and maybe that was why the beast bite him. Connell howled in pain as the beast seemed to chew on his arm. Another howl echoed through the trees and in his clouded mind he swore he heard voices coming toward him. The wolf disappeared into the trees as Connell lay bleeding on the forest floor. Keran found him passed out from blood loss and fear. The site was shut down while they took Connell to the hospital. It didn’t matter what they did for Connell the wound would curse him for the rest of his life.

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It's time to announce the winners of the competition that I ran throughout the Holiday Hop. But first let me say thank you to all of you who participated.

Now I asked you to name an actor who would suit the roles for each of my leading men in my five books. I was great to see such wonderful responses, so again thank you. I opted to have my boys draw the participant's names out of a hat to help me choose the winner.
 
Drum roll please!

 

Monday 15th December: June M - Charlie Hunnam as Micah

 

 

 Tuesday 16th December: C Barton - Stephen Amell as Dominic

Wednesday 17th December: Diana Merritt - Robert Downey Jnr as Gabe

Thursday 18th December: Vanessa N - Chris Hemsworth as Dustin

Friday 19th December: Diana Merritt again - Chris Evans as Parker

Congratulations to you all, please keep an eye on your in box for your US$5 Amazon gift card.