For me, a great cover will be the first thing that catches my eye. This will get me to pick the book up and read the back cover blurb. (or if I'm on the internet, follow the links to the back cover blurb) Guess what, I'm still interested...then I open the book to a random page.
Interestingly enough, there are people out there who don't do 'random', but instead chose whether or not to buy a book by looking at page 99. I'd never heard of this before, but once I was told about it, I decided to give it a try with a few books on my TBR pile. Then, I decided to try it with my romantic suspense, NOT WITHOUT RISK.
Here's what I found on page 99:
As her legs suddenly went weak, Paige forced away the thought. She couldn't get involved with him. Couldn't let herself care.
She dragged in a shaky breath. "I'm sorry I've wasted your time."
Justin set his jaw. His hand curled against his thigh. "I never said you were wasting my time."
She'd been so afraid, coming out of a nightmare then hearing someone move around downstairs. So sure of what she'd heard, certain someone was in her studio. Now...
Maybe it had been a dream, or the panicked imaginings of an exhausted mind. Paige didn't think so, but couldn't be certain. "I must be overreacting."
"It would be understandable."
She closed her eyes against the kindness she heard in his voice. They snapped open at the feel of his finger beneath her chin. He tipped her face to his. "Then there's the broken bottle in the darkroom. Imagination doesn't explain that."
Relief filled her, driving away some of her tension. Maybe she wasn't losing her mind, after all. "Thank you."
"For what, doing my job?"
"For answering my call, even though you were probably busy with something else. For believing in me. Again."
"We aren't going to start this again, are we? I wasn't busy," Justin explained as he lifted his hand and traced his fingertip along her jaw. "I had dinner with my mother earlier. On the way home, I stopped off for a drink. That's where I was when you called."
Paige took a deep breath, trying to slow her racing heart. The caress of his fingers across her skin made her pulse trip. "I'm glad."
Give it a try, it's fun. Those books on your TBR pile, would you still be interested if it was only page 99 you'd read before buying? What about your own books? I'd love to 'see' what's on page 99 of your books.