Join My Street Team/Fan Club -- ROUND TWO!!!

THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR JOINING UP! WE ARE NOW CLOSED AND WILL ADD NEW MEMBERS THIS SUMMER. TO THOSE WHO EMAILED, WE'LL BE IN TOUCH! 

Thank you for your interest in joining Team Bradshaw, my street team/fan club for avid fans of my books. We are now open for new members, but will only take the FIRST 5-10 who sign up for this round. In other words...you better sign up posthaste!

WHAT IS A STREET TEAM?

The Team Bradshaw Street Team is basically a fan club where I offer some really sweet perks to my biggest fans in exchange for their help in spreading the word about my books. The team is made up of readers who have read and enjoyed my books and enjoy spreading the word about my books to friends, family, online, and basically anywhere and everywhere you like. :)

Sound like something you'd be interested in? Great! Now let's get back to those perks...

WHAT ARE THEY?

For starters, just for joining Team Bradshaw, you'll receive a welcome kit in the mail. By mail, I mean, the snail kind, the one that involves the postman stopping by your house. The kit will include signed bookmarks for you to pass around to anyone you like. 

You will also receive a little author swag for you to keep as well to show my appreciation for becoming part of my team.

And that's not all...!

Exclusive for street team members only, you'll be invited to join a private Facebook team page (for team members ONLY). On the Team Bradshaw Facebook Page you can interact with me personally, ask questions, and be the first to find out about upcoming projects.

And that's not all...!

Several times a year I'll randomly select one team member from the group to receive signed copies of my paperback books or other fun author swag.

And that's not all...!

When new books are released, Team Bradshaw street team members will get the chance to read them FIRST, many times even for free.

And that's not all...!

As a member of Team Bradshaw you'll want to check your mail throughout the year because you never know when you'll receive a little something extra just for being a member of the team and spreading the word about my books. Last year team members received books, swag, Christmas presents, etc. I really like giving back and interacting with my team!

HOW DO I JOIN?

For this second round of sign-ups, I'm accepting the first five to ten fans who complete the three following tasks:

1. Read a digital copy of my most recent novel, Bed of Bones, and leave a review. (You can go ahead and sign up now to get a spot on my street team, but just make sure you've reviewed it within the next week). My assistant will check and add you to the team once this is verified, or you can let us know--that's even faster!

You can purchase it at any of these locations:

Amazon

Barnes & Noble

Kobo Bookstore

iBooks

2. Leave at least one review for any of my other novels that you have read.

(If you have already done this one in the past, just let my assistant know when you sign up which book you reviewed and where).

3. Follow me on any social media you currently use (Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, etc.). If you don't use some of these, no worries. However, at a minimum, Facebook is necessary for you to get important/exclusive team updates and so you can be a part of my "secret" Street Team group.

You can find me here:

Facebook

Twitter

Goodreads

Pinterest



Once you've completed the three tasks above EMAIL ME.

In the subject line write: JOIN TEAM BRADSHAW

In the body of your email, let my assistant, Lily, know what you have done to complete the tasks. Also include your full name and home address for our mailing list and your email address so we can invite you to join our secret team Facebook page.

Once we have filled the slots, I'll mention we are closed for new members at the top of this post, so if you don't see that yet, go ahead and sign up. And if you didn't make it into the street team this month, we'll have sign-ups again in about four months.

Once we've received your email, you'll receive a reply so you know we received it.

READY...SET...GO!!!

TWO DAYS ONLY! Get Bed of Bones for .99

HO...HO...HO! 

For two days only, December 4-5, you can get my brand new novel, Bed of Bones (Sloane Monroe Series #5) for a mere .99 on eBook. This book may never be discounted this much again, so don't miss out!

 

WHERE TO PURCHASE...

 

 

Amazon

 

Barnes & Noble

 

iTunes

 

Kobo

 

 

 

 



Purchase & Review Bed of Bones and Enter to WIN!

THANKS TO EVERYONE FOR PARTICIPATING!

THE WINNERS ARE AS FOLLOWS....

1. SLOANE MONROE SERIES BOOK PACKAGE: Cindy Scioli

2. COOKIE GIFT PACKAGE: Scaro

3. AMAZON GIFT CARD: Bob Smith

4. BLACK DIAMOND DEATH: Lance Smith

5. SINNERMAN: Cheryl Gregory

6. I HAVE A SECRET: Knitting Hooker

7. STRANGER IN TOWN: Sheryl Morgan

8. BED OF BONES: Just Being Me

If you are a winner, please be sure to contact me at cherylbradshawbooks(at)hotmaildotcom with your information so I can get your reward out to you.

CONGRATULATIONS!!!

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Bed of Bones (Sloane Monroe Series #5) is finally here!

 

 

 

DESCRIPTION

 

Sometimes even the deepest, darkest secrets find their way to the surface…

 

Summer 1956

 

Thirteen-year-old Willie Compton and his younger brother Leonard stumble upon a mine shaft while hiking the hills of Park City, Utah. The shaft is unsealed, abandoned. While Leonard stares at the hole in wonderment, a Slinky he’s been flipping back and forth between his hands slithers through his fingers, tumbling toward the mouth of the shaft. Leonard bolts forward, reaches out to grab it, but he slips, then he falls.  

 

Present Day

 

Up-and-coming filmmaker Melody Sinclair stirs in her chair, nervously awaiting the debut of her film at the Sundance Film Festival. Based on a true story, Bed of Bones tells a tale of murder, shining a big, bold light on Park City’s tragic past. A past that’s about to revisit the present. 

 

...

 

To celebrate, I'm offering several different prizes throughout the month of October for anyone who purchases the novel and leaves a review. 

(Reviews must be entered before the last day of October)

 

You can purchase a digital copy of Bed of Bones at the following places:

 

Amazon

 

Barnes & Noble

 

Kobo Bookstore

 

iTunes (we're just waiting for this one to go live, link coming later)

 

 

ANYONE who purchases the novel and leaves a review this month will be entered into a drawing for a chance to win one of 8 following prizes:

 

GRAND PRIZES:

 

#1 Signed paperback copies of all five books in the Sloane Monroe Series, including Bed of Bones.

 

 

#2 Halloween Gift Tower from Cheryl&Co

Includes cookies, brownies, and all kinds of fun treats!

 

 

#3 $25 Amazon Gift Card

 

 

#4 SIGNED PAPERBACK OF BLACK DIAMOND DEATH

(SLOANE MONROE SERIES #1)



#5 SIGNED PAPERBACK OF SINNERMAN

(SLOANE MONROE SERIES #2)

 

#6 SIGNED PAPERBACK OF I HAVE A SECRET

(SLOANE MONROE SERIES #3)

 

 #7 SIGNED PAPERBACK OF STRANGER IN TOWN

(SLOANE MONROE SERIES #4)

 

 

 #8 SIGNED PAPERBACK OF BED OF BONES 

 

(SLOANE MONROE SERIES #5)

 

 

 

 TO ENTER:

 

Purchase a copy of Bed of Bones between now and October 31st, leave a review, and ADD A COMMENT BELOW with your name and where you left the review(s). If you are having a hard time posting a comment, NEVER FEAR! Click HERE to email me and I will add you :)

 

As a side note, the more reviews you leave, the more you'll be entered. For example, if you leave a review on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, you'll be entered twice, and so on. There are four places it is currently on sale in a digital format where you can leave a review.

See the list above for places to purchase.

 

 

GOOD LUCK AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!

Behind the Scenes of Bed of Bones

Bed of Bones, the fifth installment in the Sloane Monroe series, is set in Park City, Utah. This is the third novel in this location, and as of right now, it will be the last--not the last in the series, just the last in Park City. Originally I wanted to set the novel in a different location, but given the unique love triangle between Sloane, Giovanni, and the newly introduced Cade McCoy (Stranger in Town, Sloane Monroe series #4), I feel the time has come for some changes in Sloane's life, and you'll begin to see some of these in Bed of Bones.

 

Here's a description of the novel:

 

Sometimes even the deepest, darkest secrets find their way to the surface…

Summer 1956

Thirteen-year-old Willie Compton and his younger brother Leonard stumble upon a mine shaft while hiking the hills of Park City, Utah. The shaft is unsealed, abandoned. While Leonard stares at the hole in wonderment, a Slinky he’s been flipping back and forth between his hands slithers through his fingers, tumbling toward the mouth of the shaft. Leonard bolts forward, reaches out to grab it, but he slips, then he falls.

Present Day

Up-and-coming filmmaker Melody Sinclair stirs in her chair, nervously awaiting the debut of her film at the Sundance Film Festival. Based on a true story, Bed of Bones tells a tale of murder, shining a big, bold light on Park City’s tragic past. A past that’s about to revisit the present.

 

It can be purchased at the following:

 

Amazon

 

Barnes & Noble

 

Kobo Bookstore

 

iTunes (Just waiting on it to go live, then I'll add the link)



If I'm being honest, this novel is the most action-packed and challenging book I've written to date. I stopped writing many times to research various scenes, from the history of Park City to forensics details such as the rate of deterioration of a dead body when found frozen, or in the case of this novel, several dead bodies. Forensics is fascinating to me, and I'm fortunate enough to have experts in the field willing to answer my burning questions. 

There's a lot of rich history in this one. The murders, of course, never happened, but when I talk about the silver mines, a good deal of it is actual fact. In the 1860s, the first silver mines went up, and by 1892 Park City boasted one of the most successful mines in the world. This didn't last, of course. After WWI and the Great Depression, the silver industry changed, and by the 1950s, Park City was a ghost town, with less than 1,000 residents remaining. Many of the original mines still exist today, but have been secured over the past several years to avoid accidents. If you ever find yourself in Park City, free tours of the mines are given daily.  

The first ski resort opened in Park City in the 60s and it's one of the main reasons tourists flock to Park City every year during winter. The town also hosts the annual Sundance Film Festival. Between the film festival and the history of the silver mines, I wanted to bring the two together and create a novel that incorporated both. I'm very satisfied with the overall result.

As usual, you'll meet some interesting new characters in Bed of Bones, but Walter "Butch" Thornton, curator of the Park City museum, is my favorite. My grandfather's name is Walter, but friends and family knew him as Butch. He passed away in in 90s, but will forever hold a special place in my heart.

Walter in his military years. Quite the lady killer.



I am often asked when the next novel in the series will be released. I am currently writing Sloane Monroe series #6, which has an expected release date about four months from now. More details to follow. Once I have #6 written, I plan to give my other series a turn, and will be writing the second installment in the Addison Lockhart paranormal suspense series.

I hope you'll enjoy Bed of Bones as much as I enjoyed writing it. It is schedule for release at the end of this month.

Introducing Bed of Bones - Sloane Monroe Series #5

Bed of Bones

Sloane Monroe Series #5

JUNE 1956 

Willie wiped his dirt-stained hands across the sides of his jeans and cocked his head to the side, eyeballing his younger brother, who lagged behind. “Come on, Leonard! Why ya gotta be such a drag all the time? We’ll never get where we’re goin’ if we don’t hustle.”

“You’re walkin’ too fast,” Leonard sniffed. “Wait up!”

Willie didn’t turn around. He didn’t stop. He didn’t even slow down. He lengthened his stride and kept on going. “Quit whining, ya big baby, or next time I’ll leave ya home.”

Leonard kicked a pebble with his shoe. It sailed across the open field, narrowly missing Willie’s head when it whizzed by. “Don’t call me that!”

“What—a baby?”

“Yeah. Don’t. I’m seven. Babies are…well…babies.”

“Well, that’s what ya are, aren’t ya?” When Leonard failed to respond, Willie glanced back, knowing exactly what he’d see when he did. Leonard’s face had turned as red as their dad’s BMW 507—not because he was embarrassed and not because of the heat. He was about to get angry. When that happened, Leonard’s forehead broke out in an overabundance of dots that made him look like he had the chicken pox. “Hey, I was just kiddin’ around, Leonard. Ya know that, right?”

“Mom said we weren’t allowed to go past the fence, and I can’t see it anymore. We’re gonna get in trouble, Willie. I just know it.”

“Nothing is goin’ to happen, all right? Mom and Dad won’t find out unless one of us tells ’em. This is our little secret. Okay?” 

Willie shoved a hand inside his pocket, removed a plastic comb, and slicked it through his sandy-brown hair. At thirteen years old, he was practically a man. At least he liked to think so. He’d matured a good deal faster than all of his friends. While their voices remained high-pitched and squeaky, his was deep, like his dad’s. He didn’t look much like him though; he looked like his idol, James Dean. A year before when James was killed in a fatal car accident, Willie paid tribute by ditching his Chinos and collared shirts for jeans and plain white tees. He’d even talked his mother into buying him a leather jacket at Christmas to complete the look. At school he was ridiculed by his male classmates. He didn’t care. None of them had a fifteen-year-old girlfriend. He did.

“How much longer?” Leonard mumbled. “I wanna go home.”

“We will, just as soon as I find what I’m lookin’ for.”

“Not this home,” Leonard said, “our real one. I hate it here.”

Willie hated it too. Park City was the most boring place he’d ever visited in his life. Day after day they sat around with nothing to do, waiting for their dad to sign the paperwork over to a developer who had big plans for his grandfather’s land. They were only supposed to be here for a week. It had been more than two. He didn’t know why his dad kept going back and forth, negotiating every last detail with the realtor, and he didn’t care either. All he wanted was to get back to Chicago, to his own room, his friends, and most of all, blue-eyed, blond-haired Betty.

“It’s hot.” Leonard wiped the sweat from his brow and flicked it into the air.

“We’re almost there. Ya see it?”

“See what?”

“The hole.”

“What hole?”

Willie stopped. When Leonard caught up, Willie placed his hands on his brother’s head, directing him to a large, black, squarish spot on the ground several feet below.

“What is it?” Leonard asked.

“A mine shaft.”

“A what?”

“Men used to go down that hole, get stuff out of the ground, and sell it. Made lots of money too, from what Dad said.” Willie tested the soft dirt in front of him and then stepped forward, making his way to the bottom of the hill. “Ya best step where I step, okay? I don’t need ya breakin’ a leg out here. You dig?”

Leonard nodded.

“This place wasn’t always a ghost town,” Willie said.

Leonard swallowed—hard. “There are…ghosts here?”

Willie reached back, patting Leonard’s arm. “Not real ones, dipstick. A ghost town is a place people leave behind—the buildings are still here, but not the people. Not many of them, anyway.”

“Is that why most of the stores in town are closed?” Leonard asked.

“Now yer gettin’ it.”

“Why’d they all leave?”

“Hated it, probably. Same as us.”

“Why would they leave all that money?” Leonard asked.

“Maybe it ran out. Maybe they got everything they could out of the ground and there wasn’t any more left.” 

“Is that why grandpa moved here—for money?”

Willie shrugged. “When gramps was alive, he was in charge of a whole crew of guys. Made loads of cash and bought land with it. That’s why we’re here.” Willie reached the opening of the mine and knelt down. “Outta sight! Leonard, check this out.”

“Is it safe? It doesn’t look safe.”

“’Course it is. It’s not like we’re going in. We’re just takin’ a peek. Nothin’ wrong with that.”

Leonard bent down next to Willie. “How far down do you think it goes?”

“I dunno. Why don’t ya hop on in and find out?”

Willie walked over to a rock a few feet away and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket. He flipped one into his mouth, lit up, and took a nice, long drag.

Leonard sat on the rock next to him. “Dad know you have those?”

Willie twisted the sleeve on Leonard’s shirt and yanked him close. “No, and you’re not gonna tell him either.”

“I won’t—let go!”

The two sat in silence for the next two minutes, Willie taking occasional puffs on the cigarette and Leonard flipping a Slinky back and forth between his hands.

Willie finished the cigarette, stood, and flicked the butt out of his hands, smashing it into the scorching earth with his foot until he couldn’t see it any longer. “Come on. We’d better get back.”

Leonard hopped off the rock. The Slinky slipped out of his hand and tumbled into the mouth of the shaft, catching on a patch of sagebrush just inside. “My Slinky!”  

“Leave it,” Willie said. “You can get another one.”

“I don’t want another one. I bought it with my own money. It took a whole month to save up for it.” Before Willie could interject a second time, Leonard had bolted forward until he was close enough to the Slinky to reach down and grab it.

“Leonard, no!” Willie yelled. “Don’t!”

The next few seconds moved like a Ferris wheel in slow motion. Leonard reached for the Slinky, but it broke free of the sagebrush, sinking into the blackness. He leaned over, gazed into the shaft. And then he made a big mistake. He tried to stand, but the pebbly rocks beneath his feet offered no traction. He slipped, plummeting feet first into the mine. A blood-curdling scream followed, echoing through the shaft.

In seconds Willie reached the opening. He squealed his brother’s name then listened, hoping to hear even the smallest indication that his brother was still alive, but he heard nothing. “Leonard, can ya hear me?”

Silence.

“Please Leonard, please! Say something! Anything! Let me know yer there.”

Silence.

Tears streamed down Willie’s cheeks, making his face feel sticky. He stood, still, unsure of what to do next. Should he stay—try to figure out how to get down the hole? He had no idea how deep it was. A few feet? A few hundred feet? A thousand? Did he leave his brother all alone and go for help? What if Leonard spoke and no one was there to hear him? He knew if he stayed, Leonard could die, if he wasn’t dead already. A wave of guilt rushed over him.  

Oh please, let him still be alive—please!

Five minutes ago, he’d have given anything to stop Leonard from asking any more questions, but now he’d give his own life just to hear his brother’s tiny, angelic voice again.

Don’t just stand here doing nothing, Willie. Think! What would Dad do?

He bent down and cupped his hands around both sides of his mouth. “Leonard, if ya can hear me, I’m goin’ to get Mom and Dad. I’ll be right back. I promise. I’m so…I’m so sorry. Ya hear me? I’m sorry…”

Willie sprinted toward his grandfather’s house, his limbs experiencing an increasing burning sensation with every step. His entire body could burst into flames for all he cared—he’d risk anything to save his brother’s life.

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