Black Willow by Jill Hand

ABOUT THE BOOK Title: Black Willows Series: Trapnell Thriller Book 2 Author: Jill Hand Publication Date: Oct. 20, 2020 Publisher: Black Rose Writing The terrible Trapnells, Georgia's wealthiest and most eccentric family, are at it again. Laughter and suspense are in store as siblings Aimee, Trainor, and Marsh attempt to find their father's lost will while battling the supernatural. A mysterious cowboy is stalking the eccentric Trapnell siblings. Is he a supernatural entity or a hired killer? To complicate things, the will making them heirs to their billionaire father’s estate is missing and a relative has returned from a watery grave. Last time, the Trapnells saved the world from destruction. This time they may not be able to save themselves. Black Willows is a darkly funny Southern-fried adventure, complete with Voodoo, arson, and alligators. Book 2 in the Trapnell Thriller series is available now for pre-order. Purchase link: https://www.amazon.com/Black-Willows-Trapnell-Thriller-Jill/dp/1684335868

ABOUT THE AUTHOR JILL HAND is a former crime reporter. She is a member of International Thriller Writers. White Oaks, the first book in her series about the scheming, free-wheeling Trapnell siblings, won first place for thrillers in the 2019 PenCraft Awards. Her short stories have appeared in many anthologies. Website: http://www.jillhandauthor.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jill.hand.5855 Twitter: https://twitter.com/jillhand1_gef GIVEAWAY Enter now for your chance to win a $50 USD Amazon gift card PLUS a paperback copy of Black Willows signed and personally inscribed by the author, Jill Hand (giveaway runs October 5-11, 2020) Link to giveaway: https://gleam.io/1VDee/black-willows-giveaway Embed code for giveaway: Black Willows Giveaway 

EXCERPT White Oaks was completed in 1831, rising from mosquito-infested swampland like something from a fever dream. Its galleries with their lacy wrought ironwork shaped like vines and flowers echoed those of the fashionable French Quarter in New Orleans. The original blueprints called for the plantation house to have twenty rooms, including a ballroom with metal springs beneath its floor and walls covered in mirrors that somehow contrived to make the persons reflected in them appear more attractive than they actually were. More rooms were added in the ensuing centuries. The current number was around forty, although none of the Trapnells had ever troubled to take an exact count. The Gentlemen’s Parlor had initially been furnished with gorgeous inlaid and gilded walnut and tulipwood pieces purchased at bargain prices in France in the aftermath of the Revolution. The room had stayed that way, frozen in time, until Blanton inherited the house. Then he’d redecorated, consigning what he called “old junk” – some of it made expressly for Marie Antoinette by master cabinetmakers Jean-Henri Riesener and Georges Jacob -- to the rubbish heap. Now the Gentlemen’s Parlor was a sterile testament to the mid-twentieth-century-modern aesthetic, all chrome and smoked glass and kidney-shaped tables. “Lord almighty, that’ll be easy to copy. It doesn’t even look like anything,” Palmer said, referring to the original Jackson Pollock propped against the couch. Blanton bought it in 1950, sight unseen, after reading an article about the artist in a magazine. “I’ll tell Jubilee to dribble paint all sloppy-like on the big canvas I got that’s the same size. Nobody will be able to tell the difference.”