Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Contemporary Romance Author Lacie Nation's Newest Book 'So Beautifully Broken'

Scribal Love Welcomes Lacie Nation

Lacie Nation is an author of contemporary romance.  Her newest work So Beautifully Broken is available from Secret Cravings Publishing.  

What is the name of your latest book?  And how did you come up with the title? 

So Beautifully Broken, the title popped into my head when I was on the verge of sleep one night. I literally sat up and said “That's it!”  

What is this book about?  And what genre is this book in? 

It's a contemporary romance novel about overcoming pain and addiction.

Who is/are the main characters?  And why did you choose them? 

Lilly Banks and Jack Hollister, I chose them because they just fit together. She is a broken mess with nowhere to go, and used to be. The balance each other out.

What is the coolest or best part about your book?  (Any Favorite scenes, the world-building etc..)

The coolest part about the book is when Lilly finally overcomes her fears about trusting Jack. When she finally realizes he won't hurt her the way so many others have. 

Do you have a favorite character in the book?  If so, why? 

Lilly, of course, she is so innocent in so many ways. In the beginning of the book, she is just so lost and broken in her addiction. When she decides to get better and is in a clear mind, she realizes she is an amazing person. She learns how to love and let someone love her.  

Is this book part of a series?  If so? What can we expect in future books? 

No, it's not part of a series.  

If not?  Are you considering expanding it?

No, I couldn't stand the thought of putting these characters through any more drama. I decided to let them live on in fictional peace.  

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book? 

No, I don't think I would. I'm happy with the way it turned out. 

Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

I learned that I don't like writing fluff and fillers. LOL… if I could write dramatic scenes I would be a happy camper! 

Do you have a publisher?  And if so, why did you choose them?

I do have a publisher, Secret Cravings publishing; I submitted my manuscript to them because they were extremely helpful when it came to answering all my questions. They take the time to help new authors grow into their own. I don't think I would have gotten through this entire process without everyone associated with them.

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor? 

There are so many authors I look up to, I couldn't begin to choose just one. 

What books are you reading now?

 I'm in between books at the moment. I don't really know what I will read next. 

What are the current writing projects that you are working on?

I just received a contract for my second book called One Courageous Dare.  

Do you write full time?  If not, do you hope to do so one day? 

I am extremely lucky because I work from home. That gives me the ability to write when I have ideas. One day I would absolutely love to write on a full time basis.

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I have always loved to write. It's very cleansing and helps me deal with things I wouldn't normally discuss with anyone. 

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

Creating characters that people can connect with, anytime I write one, I worry if people will love them as much as I do. 

Do you have any advice for other writers seeking to get published for the first time?

Don't give up. The publishing world is huge and there are plenty of opportunities out there. You just have to find the publisher that's right for you.


Monday, August 22, 2011

Get 'Reclaimed' by Diane Alberts! Our Paranormal Celebration Continues!

What is the name of your paranormal novel? 

My book is named Reclaimed. It had a few other names before the final name was chosen, and when you read the novel, my favorite one pops up. Watch for it!

Who is/are the main character(s)? 

Sabrina is the main character, followed by Isaac. Isaac is not normal…and he has a few twists and turns thrown in that will surprise you. You’ll think you have it figured out, but you’ll be wrong. 

What is it about? 

It’s about Sabrina, who moves to England. She dreams of an incredibly gorgeous man, and then meets him in real life. Though excited to meet the paragon she’d dreamt of, she now is left wondering how she saw him before she ever met him. 

And after that, things just continue to grow stranger. The line between reality and dreams turn out to be very blurred.

Is your main character good, evil or torn in between?

Sabrina is good, but she is surrounded by a mixture of good and evil, and it makes her head spin. She doesn’t know who to trust, or what to believe in. 

All she knows is that the world as she knew it no longer exists—and there are some really scary creatures walking alongside unsuspecting humans.

What are some of her strengths and weaknesses?

She had an enormous amount of patience, and kindness, but at the same time she is not afraid to kick ass and tell you how she really feels. She stands up to a challenge with a smile, and will fight for what she believes in. 

But in additions to this, she tends to trust too quickly, and fall too easily for others lies. She wants to see the good in everybody, and this could easily be her downfall.

What first attracted you to writing paranormal fiction?

I absolutely adore writing a new world, creating a place that exists solely in my head. It is also why I love reading it. How awesome is it that a writer can take a creature—well known or made up—and make us, the reader, truly believe in this character. 

And I love seeing how the creature/place reacts to everyday life. Do they act humanely, or are they cruel? In the end, they more often than not are just like us. Human, no matter what they might be called. They love, fight, hate, and cry. 
But they will also eat you for dinner. ;)

Go crazy and tell us about your novel!  Include excerpt or blurb if you'd like!

After moving to England, Sabrina tumbles into an unknown world when she meets the man who has appeared to her in her dreams. She finds herself wondering how it is possible Isaac could be in her dreams before she met him. The shocking answers catapult her into a world where ruthless creatures roam freely along unsuspecting humans, and battle lines are clearly drawn.

While embarking on a dangerous and passionate affair, a bitter enemy appears from Isaac’s past that will stop at nothing to remove her from Isaac’s arms. Permanently. In order to establish a foreseeable and solid future, Sabrina must first deal with a tumultuous past. Navigating a shadowy world she never knew existed; Sabrina fights for her new found love…and her life.

Thanks Diane For Dropping By!

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Experience the Passion With "Enspiritu Sancti" by J S Wayne

Scribal Love Welcomes J. S. Wayne!

What is the name of your paranormal novel?

“Espiritu Sancti”

Who is/are the main character(s)?

Isabel Roquefale is a student studying in Romania. Lilliana Jursik is a strange local woman who stirs Isabel’s imagination…and her passion.

What is it about?

Lilliana and Isabel have been lovers for nearly a year when tragedy strikes and Isabel dies. Lilliana, a vampire, blames herself for Isabel’s death and goes to the mausoleum in the family chapel to say one final goodbye to her lover before she goes to join Isabel. But, as both women are about to learn, some passions even survive the grave . . . .

Is your main character good, evil or torn in between?

Lilliana’s inherently good, even if she herself doesn’t believe it. But Isabel’s death hits her hard and makes her question her place in the world. For the first time in her life, she finds herself considering the possibility that maybe simply being a vampire makes her evil by nature.

What are some of her strengths and weaknesses?

Lilliana’s a vampire more in the “vein” (pardon the pun) of the original Dracula. She doesn’t go out during the day if she can avoid it, but she can function in daylight. She prays freely in full view of a cross and douses herself liberally with holy water.
Her greatest weakness is her own self-doubt, which escalates into fully realized loathing with Isabel’s death.

What first attracted you to writing paranormal fiction?

I’ve always loved the things that go bump in the night, since I first saw the original Dracula with Bela Lugosi! When I saw a paranormal erotica challenge on, I saw a chance to stretch myself a little; a year ago, I’d’ve been the first person to scoff at the very idea of ME writing erotic romance. So I wrote a story that was romantic, but very dark at the same time. And the result, after some tweaking, was “Espiritu Sancti.”

Go crazy and tell us about your novel! Include excerpt or blurb if you'd like!

Espiritu Sancti by J.S. Wayne 
Genre: Erotic Romance, Horror, Paranormal 

When Isabel Roquefale earns a scholarship to study in Romania, she's thrilled. As a lifelong devotee of vampire legend, the opportunity is a dream come true. While she's there, she encounters the beautiful Lilliana. Something about the woman calls to Isabel, stirring her blood and her desire in ways she's never known and compelling her to offer herself completely to Lilliana. 

But Lilliana has a secret; one that Isabel pays a tragic price to learn. When Isabel awakens in Lilliana's ancestral mausoleum, at first, she believes it's a hideous practical joke. She quickly learns otherwise. And both women are about to learn that some desires survive even death. 

Special Content Alert: Lesbian, Gothic Horror

It was a fine night, cool but not unpleasantly so, and the stars and a sickle moon hung in the sky as if placed there specifically for their benefit. It was then, while they stood next to each other, not quite touching, that Lilliana began to speak of her loneliness.

"It has been a long time since I've had a lover. My last love affair ended badly, and ever since, I've kept people at a distance. Have you ever been wounded by love?" Lilliana turned the full force of her eyes on Isabel.

Isabel thought it over. "I . . . think so," she'd said. Her fingers clenched, belying her apparent hesitancy. "My last boyfriend was a real bastard," she said bitterly. "He was a football player and fucked his way through the entire cheerleading squad while we were together. I thought he was going to marry me," she replied, her tone changing from venomous to pensive as she thought of how foolish she'd been. She dropped her gaze to the floor as a hot flush spread across her sharp cheekbones.

"Bah!" Lilliana waved her hand dismissively. "Men will say whatever will make a woman do what they wish. There is no more truth in men's words than those of a mockingbird. Only a woman can truly speak with complete candor to a woman. May I be candid?" Her eyes bored into Isabel's.
Lilliana's eyes seemed to gather the light of moon and stars and transmute into silver. They were the most striking eyes Isabel had ever seen; Isabel's knees went weak for the second time that night, this time with desire.

Unconsciously arching her back a little, revealing her throat, and pushing her full, firm breasts outward, Isabel let out a quavered, "Y-yes."

"I want you tonight." Lilliana reached out one cool finger to trace it gently down Isabel's cheek. "I want to love you. Will you allow me?"

Isabel's eyes slid closed, and she gasped a little at the sensations stirring deep within her. She made a tiny whimper of a sound; whether it was acceptance or negation, she could not have said. 

But Lilliana allowed her no chance to consider the matter further. Pressing her lips against Isabel's, she lightly flicked her tongue against the soft gates. As if she had spoken a magic word, Isabel's lips parted to permit Lilliana full access. Her tongue darted and probed. She caught Isabel up in a fierce yet tender embrace, crushing her breasts against Isabel's. Lilliana's arms ratcheted around her, as if the woman feared Isabel would fly away if the grip were loosened.

Isabel was interested in going nowhere except deeper into Lilliana's embrace. She'd experimented, certainly; who hadn't tried it on at least once with a member of their own sex? It was almost a rite of passage. But she had never been kissed like this before. The arms which held her were feminine and shapely but in no way weak. The woman's mouth touched her as light as a breeze but seething with passion the likes of which she had never known.

She moaned against Lilliana and pressed herself more fully into her mysterious lover's arms, her blood singing at the wonderful feel of another female body against her own. Lilliana deepened the kiss, as if trying to inhale Isabel's very soul.

Isabel found herself on the bed, staring in wide-eyed wonder as Lilliana released the strings of her bodice and somewhat timidly pulled it down to reveal her snowy breasts. Her nipples were taut and puckered, the exact shade of strawberry-flavored milk; large aureoles haloed them in the same rosy hue. Isabel's mouth watered. Lilliana cupped her full breasts and held them up in the glow of the candlelight for Isabel's perusal.

If the ceiling had collapsed at that instant, Isabel would surely have been crushed. She could spare no thought for anything but her desire to taste the ripe delicacies being offered. She brushed kisses over Lilliana's breast a scant instant before her mouth closed around the pink berry, teeth gently nibbling and tongue flickering at the stiff nub.

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Thanks J. S. for Dropping By!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Liz Strange Entices Us With the 'Dark Kiss Trilogy' and 'The Embrace of Life and Death'

Scribal Love Welcomes Liz Strange!

What is the name of your novel?

I actually have two vampire themed novels out at present. Born of Blood and Retribution it's the final novel of my Dark Kiss Trilogy, and The Embrace of Life and Death is an off-shoot of this series.

What first attracted you to writing vampire fiction?

 I love everything about it, especially those written in a darker, gothic tone. I am fascinated by the idea of immortality and how different individuals would embrace that gift, the possibilities are endless.

Who is/are your main character(s) and is he/she a vampire? 

The main characters, and vampires, in The Dark Kiss Trilogy are Rachel and Giovanni.

In The Embrace of Life and Death the main characters are Kieran, a vampire and Azrael, an angel. Kieran also happens to be Giovanni’ vampire progeny. 

How would you describe your vampire character?  Is he/she a lover or fighter?  Is the beast within held at bay?  Or does he/she go with her passions?

Giovanni is the ultimate “bad boy”, but he still hangs onto his ability to love and have feelings of compassion and loyalty. He has been haunted by the events surrounding his change for hundreds of years, but when he find Rachel he realizes the bigger truth of what and who he is. He is a lover and a fighter, fiercely protective of all he cares about.

What are your thoughts on some of the traditional weaknesses of vampires?  Sunlight, crosses, wooden stakes etc.  Did you incorporate any of that into your fiction?  If not what were some of the weaknesses that your character must avoid?

I follow along the traditional school of thought when it comes to vampires. Mine cannot go in the sun, never age/get sick, grow in strength with the length of their immortality, and are extremely difficult to kill. The only aspect I didn’t adhere to was the religious aspect, my vampires are not afraid of crosses/churches/religious objects.

Go crazy and tell us about your book!  Include an excerpt if you like!

Born of Blood and Retribution (Book 3 The Dark Kiss Trilogy)

The world’s first vampire has come calling – and she isn’t happy.

After the brutal showdown with the Demarais and the reunion with Giovanni, Rachel is looking for nothing more than some peace and quiet. Harshika, the world’s first vampire, has other ideas. She's not pleased with the immortal race as a whole, finding them weak and too “human”. When called before her, the immortals are given an ultimatum: Submit to Harshika as her subjects or die. Now Rachel and her old friends must join with new allies to discover Harshika’s weakness…hopefully in time to gain freedom for them all.

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Born of Blood and Retribution:

Kieran is a hundred-and-twenty-year-old immortal, originally hailing from the harsh, famine-stricken life of 1880s Ireland. He has surpassed death and thrived, gaining wealth, power and knowledge. Azrael is the angel of death, but his mission is far from ominous. He is the protector of the grief-stricken, and the champion of lost souls. The two are polar opposites in mission and nature, yet are inexplicably drawn to one another. The Supreme One sees all, and when he discovers the truth about the relationship he is enraged. Their commitment to be together must be stronger than his determination to keep them apart.

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Thursday, August 4, 2011

Fulfill Your 'Blood Oath' With Cammie Eicher

Scribal Love Welcomes Cammie Eicher!

What is the name of your novel?

Blood Oath

What first attracted you to writing vampire fiction?

When I was a teenager, I discovered “Dracula,” the novel – and my mother told me the story handed down through the family that some of our ancestors were serfs on the estate of the “real” Dracula. Ta-da – a lifelong fascination with vampires was born.

Who is/are your main character(s) and is he/she a vampire?

Giorgio Montrosa and Leykin Reneau are both Ancients (as my vampires prefer to be called.)

How would you describe your vampire character? Is he/she a lover or fighter? Is the beast within held at bay? Or does he/she go with her passions?

Giorgio is several hundred years older than Leykin and is chief enforcer for the Council of Elders, which is the ruling body of the Ancients. He is charged with training Leykin as an enforcer; they are also lovers. Leykin was raised in Minnesota, where few Ancients live, by the woman she called Grandmama. Giorgio lost his parents during the Dark Times, before the current rules were established, and has a reputation for being the biggest, baddest enforcer of them all. When his world and his woman are threatened, no one better stand in his way!

What are your thoughts on some of the traditional weaknesses of vampires? Sunlight, crosses, wooden stakes etc. Did you incorporate any of that into your fiction? If not what were some of the weaknesses that your character must avoid?

My Ancients aren’t immortal; they live about a thousand years. At age 13, they go through their changing in a ritualistic ceremony and become fledglings. Gradually they are able to tolerate sunlight and eat the same foods as short-livers. However, my vampires are all lactose-intolerant and silver is poison to them. Holy water, crosses, none of those things affect them – unless they’re made of silver, that is!

Go crazy and tell us about your book! Include an excerpt if you like!

This is book four of my Shadow Ancients series BUT you don’t have to read them in order! Blood Oath can be read as a stand-alone book, as can the others.

In Blood Oath, the Ancient world is rocked after the famous model and talk-show host Nekia, an old and powerful Ancient, is executed for treason and murder on council orders. When her body is found in a state park by “regular” humans, short-lifer geocachers, the crisis accelerates. And when information is leaked to the tabloids that not only is Nekia a vampire, but so are many other famous people from around the world, the high elder orders the clans to gather in their homelands, cancels all scheduled ceremonies and forbids his people to use their mental talents to connect with one another.

Instead of working together, Giorgio and Leykin follow separate orders. As he seeks to find first who moved Nekia’s body and then who killed the high elder’s closest friend, what appears to be a routine bodyguard assignment for Leykin turns into a nightmare as a powerful cadre of Ancients attempt to overthrow the council.

Here’s an excerpt:

Giorgio stood on the wide veranda of the limestone mansion and stared up into the dark sky. Once there had been nothing above but starlight, before man ruined beauty in the name of progress.

He wanted to see the constellations. He needed to focus on something beautiful. The argument with Leykin had pulled him back to the ugliest moments of his life, when he killed other men not for justice but on an elder’s whim. In those days of blind obedience, he hadn’t respected the value of life. He killed because he wanted to advance. He wanted power. He wanted the things that being the best enforcer in the Ancient world could bring.

Now all he wanted was to ensure Leykin’s life. She was good, yeah, but she wasn’t good enough yet. A split second of indecision, one wrong move, and she’d be the one with her heart ripped out and her throat slashed.

“Giorgio, I am ready.”

The high elder’s command sounded inside his head. Giorgio pushed his dark thoughts away and prepared to give Misha an update. His steps were heavy as he walked through the house and up the stairs to Misha’s second-floor office.

Misha was his usual cool self. As he bowed to the high elder, Giorgio wondered if he could stay so collected during a troubled time like this. Then again, he wasn’t expected to. Enforcers needed a reserve of rage to call on if they were to do their job right.
Again, his thoughts returned to Leykin. Did she have the capability for unbridled rage? More importantly, would her upbringing, so much gentler than Giorgio’s, keep her from acting on it?

“Please tell me you have good news.”

Misha’s voice revealed the strain missing from his face. The weariness it held was testimony to the unprecedented task Giorgio had accepted. With footage of Nekia’s tarp-covered body playing over and over on televisions worldwide, as well as instantly accessible on computers and smartphones, the slightest misstep could reveal the Ancients’ presence in the world and lead to unimaginable consequences.

Giorgio hated to tell this man he respected how little had been uncovered so far. Taking a deep breath, he answered, “We know the names of those on the corpse detail. They were ordered to stand guard and keep short-lifers away by whatever means were necessary.”

“I assume these men have been interrogated.”

Here came the part Giorgio really hated.

“We have been unable to locate them, sir.”

Misha’s hands tightened on the arms of his chair, and his eyes took on the gold glint that made 
Giorgio back up a few steps.

“How can this be?” Misha asked, his tone deceptively gentle. “You have the services of every enforcer in the Ancient world at your disposal, and you’re unable to locate four men whose identities are known. Is that correct?’

“Yes, sir.”

“You have led the search for these men yourself?”

“Yes, sir,” Giorgio repeated.

“I suggest you take advantage of the enforcers we have scattered across the globe. And I would suggest you begin intensifying the search now.”

Giorgio bowed and uttered a final “Yes, sir,” before hurrying toward the door. He was almost there when Misha’s voice interrupted him.

“I would also ask that you institute a lockdown for every Ancient who has known Nekia well. It would not surprise me if someone is using this situation for his own agenda. I’m certain we both know to what end.”

Walking rapidly down the hallway to the steps leading to the first floor and his escape, Giorgio slid back into enforcer mode. Attempts to overthrow the council had been made in the past decade, first by the Ancients Underground, an informal association of young malcontents, and then by Nekia herself, with the unwitting backing of Harrington, the sitting senator from Louisiana. In a classic double-cross, Harrington had planned to get Nekia seated on the council and make her his puppet; Nekia hoped to use Harrington’s influence to gain an elder’s seat. Soon after, Giorgio suspected, she would have found an excuse to have him marked for execution.

Luckily, both plans had unraveled, but not without two deaths and a kidnapping. He wondered now if the prophecy of the Book of the Ancients had been fulfilled. A shiver snaked along his spine. If so, these moments of discord would soon be an all-out battle, not only among the Ancients but against short-lifers as well.

* * * *

Quincy leaned back in his leather club chair and closed his eyes. Calling on the empathy that linked his people, he searched and found the men who had worn the gray uniforms of the Confederate Army with him.

Tomas Petrov — Thomas Peters 150 years ago.

Stefan Margios, known among the Rebs as Steven March.

Duncan Phipps and Quincy himself, the final of the Gray Ghosts, nicknamed for their ability to 
infiltrate the Union ranks and slip safely out again.

One by one, he made the mental connection and invited each man to join him before dawn. 

They’d banded together once to save their people and their way of life from being discovered. 

The time had come to do it again.

“Sir?” Remir’s voice intruded.

“What?” Quincy snapped, his eyes opening.

“The high elder requests your presence.”

Quincy smiled. Perhaps overthrowing the council would be easier than he expected.

“Call a driver,” he said. “And tell the kitchen staff to delay dinner. I may be late.”

Humming to himself, Quincy searched through his closet for the right suit and tie. It wouldn’t do to meet with Tsarentza in his slacks and golf shirt. He needed to look good. Trustworthy.

Twenty minutes later, satisfied with his appearance, he stepped into the backseat of the long, dark sedan. Remir took the front passenger seat. Normally, Quincy wouldn’t bring his enforcer to a meeting at the high elder’s home, but nothing was normal in the Ancient world today. He intended for Tsarentza to see him as an equal, despite Quincy’s lack of elder status.

Intimidation was an art he’d learned at a young age and was fond of employing. It was surprising, Quincy mused, how even the most powerful had their weak spots. He intended to find the high elder’s and exploit it.

That, after all, was what had made the Gray Ghosts so successful and so feared.

* * * *

Leykin immediately recognized Quincy Hawthorne. She squared her shoulders and adopted an enforcer’s stance before opening the front door to admit him to Misha’s home.

“Good evening.” She bowed a half-bow, as befitting an Ancient of standing. Only the elders received a full bow; the Prophetess was greeted with the most formal of Ancient honors, a bow with fingertips placed to forehead.

“We meet again,” Quincy said, offering a charming smile. “Have you taken the place of the beautiful Belle DuPont as the high elder’s enforcer?”

“Oh, no. I am still learning. I can’t even dream of such a high position.”
Quincy patted her shoulder. “No need that you should. There are many equally satisfying positions for an enforcer these days.”

She acknowledged the compliment with a small nod of her head before turning to lead Hawthorne to the elevator hidden off the entry alcove. His enforcer remained behind as they rode to the third floor with only the hum of the lift breaking the silence. When the doors opened, Leykin waited until Hawthorne stepped out to lead the way to Misha’s study.

The heavy oak door was open. Misha called “Please, come in,” when he spotted the duo.
Once again, Leykin admired how Misha’s study was arranged to demonstrate his power. He sat behind a massive desk while across from it, small club chairs awaited visitors. A wing chair was placed to his left, beside the window, and she wondered if the high elder chose to retreat from the demands of his position by sitting there and watching the world outside.

As was customary, Leykin left the room as soon as Hawthorne was seated. She closed the door and assumed a watch position a few feet away. Still, thanks to the superior hearing of Ancients, she could have listened in if she wanted to.

She didn’t. Granmama had taught her it was impolite to eavesdrop. Anyway, there were times when knowledge was a one-way ticket to an execution.

As she waited in the hall, her boots sinking into the sumptuous carpet, her thoughts flashed back to her argument with Giorgio. She hated to fight, but sometimes it was inevitable. This had been one of those times. He needed to understand how she felt. He needed to recall his days as a new enforcer, and his dreams and ambitions.

“I’ve got the blood of Ancients from seven centuries on my hands, forced to prove what kind of man I am.”

A chill ran through her at the remembered words. How many had he killed? Dozens? Hundreds?
Did she really want to know?

End Excerpt.

Thanks Cammie For Dropping By!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Are You Ready For "Eternity"? A Hot New Vampire Novel By Berengaria Brown

Scribal Love Welcomes Berengaria Brown!

What is the name of your novel? 


What first attracted you to writing vampire fiction?

I’d already written two books in this world, both with ghosts as secondary characters. Then one day one of the minor characters in both the previous books knocked on my head demanding his own story. Then he told me he was a vampire. I was quite surprised, but he did point out I’d given him a traditional Hungarian name.

Who is/are your main character(s) and is he/she a vampire? 

This is an MMF ménage. Both the heroes are vampires: Atal, the man who demanded his story be told, and his partner, Tsadowq (Zadok). The heroine, Yolanda, is a human but she’s tough enough to keep them in line. 

How would you describe your vampire character?  Is he/she a lover or fighter?  Is the beast within held at bay?  Or does he/she go with her passions?

Both the vampires are several hundred years old and have developed ways to adapt their environment to suit them. They only bite people who want to be bitten, gaining their nourishment in other ways the rest of the time. And they really, really appreciate a strong, tough woman, who is fit enough to keep up with them. They can both be very fierce when their woman is in danger, but mostly they are gentle and solve problems with their brains rather than their muscles.

What are your thoughts on some of the traditional weaknesses of vampires?  Sunlight, crosses, wooden stakes etc.  Did you incorporate any of that into your fiction?  If not what were some of the weaknesses that your character must avoid?

Because Atal and Zadak are older, they’ve planned their lives to blend in. Atal is the head of night-shift security at a big city office and apartment building. Zadok works in the financial sector online from home. That avoids them needing to be outside in sunlight much, although they don’t sparkle or melt, it’s just painful. The world-building in the book demonstrates the way they have adapted their lives to appear normal, to blend in.

Go crazy and tell us about your book!  Include an excerpt if you like!

“Eternity” is a stand-alone story set in the same world as “Intensity” and “Complexity” with some of the same characters reappearing.

Eternity Blurb

Yolanda is a bodyguard and used to dealing with men. But falling in love with two vampires is a different kind of challenge. How will she deal with her job AND them?

Yolanda is very attracted to night security guard Atal and his partner Zadok. She agrees to a morning of acrobatic sex with the two yummy men, only to find herself falling in love with them, and wondering if they are vampires—if vampires truly exist.

While working as a bodyguard with one of the building’s clients, Yolanda spends her free time with the vampires engaging in a lot of excellent sex and getting to know them and their stories. But one evening there is a kidnapping attempt on her client. Now they all have another problem to solve and Yolanda is frustrated by the vampires’ determination to protect her at all costs.

Eternity PG Excerpt

“Won’t you please come up to our apartment when I finish this shift, Yolanda? You know how much Tsadowq and I want to make love to you. We won’t do anything you don’t want, but we can promise you, anything we do, you will enjoy very, very much.” 
Atal’s chocolate-brown eyes burned into her hazel ones, the lust in them scorching her to her soul.

Yolanda gulped in a deep, but shaky, breath. Her libido was screaming, “Hell, yes,” but her brain was saying, “Wait.” She hesitated.

Atal stepped out from behind the security desk on the concourse level of the Smith Tower building, and drew her gently into his arms. When she made no attempt to resist him, he pulled her tightly against his body, grinding his cock into her belly. He bent his head and possessed her mouth in a torrid, carnal kiss that took the last of her breath away and left her knees wobbling so badly, it was lucky he was holding her tightly, or she may just have melted into a puddle on the floor.

Yolanda dropped her gym bag to the carpet, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and rubbed her aching nipples over the hard wall of his chest. Their mouths parted for the merest moment as they both dragged air into their lungs, then Atal’s head bent once more, as he dived in for another kiss. This time, his tongue explored her mouth, running along the insides of her cheeks and behind her teeth before tangling with her tongue.

“Fuck, woman, you’re hot. Feel how much I need you.” Atal’s cock burned hot even through his uniform pants and her jeans. And hard. And huge. God, she wanted to feel that inside her. It had been so damn long since she’d had a real live cock in her. Not to mention how scrumptious Atal looked. Over six feet tall to her five-four, olive skin compared to her pasty whiteness, short black curls she wanted to run her fingers through, and a long, lean, muscled runner’s body she wanted to grab on to. And Zadok was just as yummy. He was almost as tall as Atal but stockier and heavily muscled, with black hair and eyes and tanned skin.

“Okay, you’ve convinced me. Another kiss like that and you’ll be calling the cleaning crew to scrape me off the carpet because I’ll have melted!

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Monday, August 1, 2011

Spicy Romantic Suspense Author M.S. Spencer Captivates Us With Her Novel "Losers Keepers"

Scribal Love Welcomes M. S. Spencer!

M. S. Spencer is an author of contemporary romantic suspense.  Her newest work Losers Keepers is now available from Secret Cravings at

What is the name of your latest book?  And how did you come up with the title?

Losers Keepers. In my answer below I claimed I am not interested in writing a series yet, but I confess I have indulged in a series of sorts when it comes to the titles of my books. Thus: Lost in His Arms, Lost & Found, and now Losers Keepers. Since in the story we meet the heroine after she’s lost her own true love, just before she finds him again, it seemed apt.

My fourth, just contracted, is simply titled Triptych. I tried subtitles: Loss, Love & Larceny, or Three’s Company, but everyone shook their head in dismay and I gave up. Still, if anyone has a good idea how to insert a form of “To Lose” into the title I’m open to suggestion. 

What is this book about?  And what genre is this book in?

Losers Keepers is a full-length adult contemporary novel, combining spicy romance with suspense. It is set on the Atlantic barrier island of Chincoteague (where Misty’s descendants live). Dagne Lonegan, aka Dear Philomena, advice dispenser extraordinaire, hoped that spending a year on the Eastern Shore island of Chincoteague to write her novel would clear her sinuses, if not her heart, of any feelings for Jack Andrews, erstwhile lover and long-time jerk. It’s just her luck that her first week on the island she’s in the right place at the right time to be involved with a murder. Only she doesn’t know it. Unfortunately, the murderer doesn’t know she doesn’t know. Strange and dangerous things begin happening to her, interfering with her new romance with Tom Ellis, the handsome manager of the National Wildlife Refuge. Complications ensue when her Jack arrives to take charge of the murder investigation.

My family and I have been visiting the Chincoteague National Wildlife Refuge and the beach on Assateague Island since my (now grown) children were small, and I know and love the place. Imagine my surprise and joy when photos of the famous annual Chincoteague Pony Swim were splashed across the front page of the Washington Post the day my book was released. How cool is that?

Here is the purchase information:

Losers Keepers, by M. S. Spencer

eBook, 72,000 words, M/F (3 flames), contemporary romantic suspense

ISBN  978-1-936653-95-9

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Who is/are the main characters?  And why did you choose them?

Like my first heroine, Dagne Lonegan is a writer. You know what they say: Write what you know! The novel she is expecting to write is not a major part of the story, however. Her advice column is. Every chapter is prefaced with a letter from a lovelorn young creature which mysteriously mirrors the events in her real life. The hero is purely fictitious. Really.  

What is the coolest or best part about your book?  (Any Favorite scenes, the world-building etc.?)

I love the ending.  I always have a smashing denouement and this one is no exception. But actually an image toward the very end, after the dramatic conclusion, is my favorite.  It involves a very old fisherman and a halo. That’s all I’m saying.

Do you have a favorite character in the book?  If so, why?

That would be the ancient fisherman, old Bill Nettleton. He is both part of the story and a kind of deus ex machina, a little mysterious and too, too sweet.

Is this book part of a series?  If so? What can we expect in future books?  If not?  Are you considering expanding it?

No to both options. The characters, plots and settings in each of my five books are unique.  I have too many stories to tell to settle down with one. Perhaps down the road I’ll want to expand a story or follow the heroine on her next adventure, but not yet. Besides, once you have the happy ending, what else can happen? 

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

Not at all. Although I had to oust one character I dearly loved. But I mitigated the pain by adding a new and equally annoying character.

Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?

I always learn stuff while researching my books. While I know Chincoteague very well, I still had to check out fish and wildlife regulations on hunting, the historic cemeteries, folklore and history of the island, including men’s lodges at the turn of the century and famous murders. I also learned the correct terms for the phases of the moon. And I added a new word to my vocabulary: “coriaceous” meaning chewy. Isn’t that a glorious word?

Do you have a publisher?  And if so, why did you choose them?
I have 2 publishers.  Red Rose published my first two books, Lost in His Arms and Lost & Found. They are still available.  Losers Keepers (and the upcoming Triptych) are published by Secret Cravings.  For my first book I did research on publishers interested in my genre. I had decided to go with e-publishing for various reasons, the most important being my belief that it would be the preeminent publishing format in the near future (was I right or was I right? The latest study shows a 160% increase in sales!). I also like the quick turnaround, the higher royalties, and the ability to do everything from submission to editing on-line.  That way I can keep my bunny slippers on all day. 

If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?

Probably Jane Austen. Her writing is so precise and perfect—it’s as though she spent whole days pondering every single word she wrote.  Her sentences are like miniature paintings, drawing a scene or emotion in only a few sharply appointed words.

What books are you reading now?  

In the Garden of Beasts, by Erik Larson. It’s about the last American ambassador to Berlin before World War II. It’s a fascinating account of life under Hitler’s regime before he revealed his plans. I find on-site accounts given while history is in the making provide an alternate view that can help explain why people acted in a certain way, one which those of us with the benefit of hindsight may find inexplicable.

What are the current writing projects that you are working on?

I have signed a contract with Secret Cravings for Triptych, a tale of three sisters, three lovers, and three spirits guarding a dangerous river. It involves lost artworks, stolen prototypes and a resident genius. The inevitable result? Jealousy, sex, love and a little larceny.

Both Miranda Cabot and her sister Honor prefer their solitude to romance, Miranda having watched her husband die in flames on the Potomac River rocks called the Three Sisters. Not so the youngest, Sybil, who invites a mysterious Frenchman calling himself the Chevalier du bon Arnaque to stay with them in their mansion overlooking the Sisters.

Misgivings about the stranger’s intentions lead Miranda and Honor to ask their neighbors Dieter Heiliger and his grandson Corey to chaperone. Three beautiful, strong-willed women living in a house with three handsome, virile men results inevitably in an intricate web of jealousy, sex, and intrigue. Add in long-lost master artworks, stolen prototypes and a resident genius and you have a recipe for romance. Who will end up with whom, and will the Three Sisters take another life as the legend calls for?

While I await an editor for Triptych, I’m editing my latest romantic mystery, The Torpedo Factory Murders. 

Here’s a taste:

Waiting out the rain, Georgia Delaney takes stock of her widowhood and the handsome man standing in the door to the bar.  Little does she know she will meet that man again and again under both passionate and terrifying circumstances. 

Hugh Brody waits for his date, too conscious of the beautiful woman sitting by the door. Little does he know that she will hate him for trying to destroy her beloved art center, and even suspect him of murder. Nor that she will be drawn inevitably into his arms.

Little do either of them suspect they will be embroiled in not one, but two murders, in which the fate of the Torpedo Factory, an art center housed in an old munitions factory on the waterfront in Old Town Alexandria, will be decided.

Do you write full time?  If not, do you hope to do so one day?

Pretty much. I have a pension which enables me to spend most of my time writing. I have a part-time job as Executive Director of the Friends of the Torpedo Factory, which permits me to get out of the house and mingle with creative souls (the Torpedo Factory is a former munitions plant on the waterfront in Old Town Alexandria, Virginia, now home to over 150 artists in all media).

Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

Interesting question.  Like most authors, I have been writing since I learned to hold a pencil (the wrong way as it turns out—which is why I still have a callus on the ring finger of my right hand). I’m not sure whether I wrote because I had something to say or whether I wrote because I wanted to do something with my hands and after failing miserably at visual art and music went with Option #3. Perhaps both. 

The desire to create and to share that creation is a strange phenomenon.  It depends a bit on ego—the assumption that what you say is important. But there are other factors. Most artists are rather solitary in their habits. When I’m writing I won’t answer the phone or the door. I enjoy being alone. On the other hand, I’m not satisfied unless I know someone else is reading it. I don’t think that is unique to me. 

Before I get too far into the weeds, I’ll stop here. But I blogged on July 31 on the Urge to Write at Long and Short Reviews ( By all means, tune in and sound off. 

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

It is extremely difficult for me to write the first draft of a novel. When I have a story in mind I may not see all the details but I know what the ending will be. I’m as impatient as readers to get to the denouement (or the sex, or the answer to the puzzle). My first draft of Losers Keepers ran 30,000 words. As I started editing it I found great gaps in the story where my galloping desire to get to the happy ending made me leap ahead (how’s that for a metaphor?). By the time I’d finished the second draft it was 60,000 words. 

Do you have any advice for other writers seeking to get published for the first time?

I recently blogged on the top ten do’s and don’ts for aspiring writers (see Joanne Troppello’s blog,  If I were to distill that I’d have two indispensable bits of advice: (1) Submit, and (2) Trust your editor.

Thanks M. S. for Stopping By!