Showing posts with label paranormal romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paranormal romance. Show all posts

Monday, September 30, 2013

Guest Author - Lyn Horner


My special guest today is western-with-a- paranormal-twist award-winning romance author,  Lyn Horner. She's busy at work on a new series after the success of her Texas Devlins series. Welcome back, Lyn!

Hi Peggy, thank you for inviting me to your gorgeous site. It’s an honor to be here. Today, I’d like to tell you and your readers about the new series I’m working on and what led me down this path. So far I’ve written mainly western historical romance with dashes of paranormal in the form of Irish psychics.

With The Scrolls of Danu I’m leaving the Old West and venturing into modern times, but continuing the psychic theme. This series will consist of nine to ten novellas, all separate yet intertwined by a larger ongoing story. Think of it as a soap opera on steroids. Wink! The first book, Beyond the Darkness, is set in County Kerry, Ireland. Following installments will jump around the globe.

Premise of the series: A great secret handed down through millennia is guarded by ones who derive unique powers from their long dead ancestors, the Tuatha Dé Danann.

Legend: “In Irish-Celtic mythology, the Tuatha Dé Danann (“People of the goddess Danu”) are the Irish race of gods, founded by the goddess Danu. These gods, who originally lived on ‘the islands in the west’, had perfected the use of magic. They traveled on a big cloud to the land that later would be called Ireland and settled there.” – Micha F. Lindemans, "Tuatha Dé Danann," Encyclopedia Mythica Online.
According to the legend, the Tuatha Dé Danann defeated the Firbolg and the Fomorians, prehistoric inhabitants of Ireland. Later, they were themselves conquered by Milesians from the Iberian Penninsula and were driven to the underworld. Called Aes sidhe, they are invisible to mortals, but in a battle against evil, it is said they will fight beside mankind, wielding lances of blue flame, carrying snow white shields.
Does that kind of remind you of Tolkien’s Lord of the Ring, with the mystical elves fighting beside men against the evil forces of Mordor? It does me!

Enthralled by the magic of Irish myth, I find myself compelled to follow it where it may lead my character. Of course there will be romance, since that’s what I love best to write, although not necessarily hot and steamy in every book. Oh, and there are evil ones trying to get their hands on the treasured scrolls. Maybe they should be shrouded in black cloaks like, ride fire-breathing mount and carry swords like Tolkien’s Ringwraiths, you think?

Naw, that would be plagiarism. Besides, my bad guys live in the real world, not Middle-earth. Well, not the real world, but the real world of my imagination.

EXCERPT from Beyond the Darkness

In this scene, Lara Spenser, Chief Keeper of the ancient scrolls, meets a man she hopes to hire as her bodyguard.

 “Come in,” she called, opening the door and backing away.
Una stepped into the room with a rolling pin gripped in one hand and flour dusting her apron. She partially closed the door behind her.
“Mum, he looks a bad un,” she whispered, worry lines creasing her brow. “Ye oughtn’t to be alone with him.”
Lara hesitated briefly then put the warning down to melodramatics. “I’m sure I’ll be fine. Please show him in, Una.”
“But mum, he’s –”
“Show him in,” Lare gently insisted, raising her hand to stave off further argument.
The Irishwoman issued a mournful sigh and nodded. “Aye, mum, as ye wish.”
While she went to fetch the man, Lara smoothed her long skirt and self-consciously fingered the jagged scar on her right cheek. She considered standing to create a stronger first impression but dismissed the idea with a grimace. Her injured leg wasn’t strong enough to bear her weight yet, if it ever would.
A man’s heavy tread accompanied Una’s footsteps up the hall. The door opened again and the plump Irishwoman warily ushered in a tall stranger. He halted just over the threshold to stare at Lara, obviously unprepared for her appearance. She stiffened self-consciously and gulped at the sight of him. He had to be six-foot-three or four. His coffee-brown hair was shaggy and several days’ growth of beard shaded his square jaw. Clothed in faded jeans, a dark shirt, black leather jacket and boots, with studded leather gloves protruding from one pocket, he looked like he belonged in a motorcycle gang.
“Mum, this is Mr. O’Shea,” Una said tightly, eyeing the man with a disapproving scowl.
Lara forced a stiff smile. “Thank you for coming, Mr. O’Shea. I’m Lara Spenser.” Receiving a silent nod in reply, she glanced at her housekeeper. “That will be all, Una. I’ll ring if I need you.”
Sticking out her chin, the woman appeared ready to argue but evidently thought better of it. “Aye, mum. Excuse me, sir,” she snapped at O’Shea, who finally deigned to step farther into the room.
As the door closed behind him, he cleared his throat. “Sorry for staring. I wasn’t expecting . . . .” He pointed toward her wheelchair.
“You needn’t apologize. Perhaps I should have mentioned this when we spoke.” She tapped her fingers on an arm of the chair, thinking he was probably more shocked by her scarred face. She’d deliberately not told him about her infirmities when he phoned yesterday. He was a complete stranger and in her situation it paid not to give out too much information. Besides, his Texas drawl had rattled her, causing her to stammer like a tongue-tied adolescent.
“Maybe so, ma’am, but my mama would skin me alive for my bad manners,” he said in those deep, achingly familiar tones. He added a genial smile that softened his rugged features. However, that smile didn’t reach his steel-gray eyes, eyes that watched her intently, making her stomach flutter and her hands sweat. Maybe she should have listened to Una.

To find out more about Lyn, please visit her blog!

And check out her books at Amazon



Monday, August 19, 2013

Guest Author - James DiBenedetto



Today I am pleased to welcome paranormal romance auhor, James DiBenedetto to the blog. Hi, James. Please introduce yourself. Tell us a little about the person behind the pen.

I’m a full-blooded Italian (3 of my 4 grandparents were born there and came over in their youth) from a pretty big extended family (although I’m actually an only child).  I was born in the Bronx, New York, and I ended up in the Washington, DC area 18 years ago, got a job and I’ve been there ever since.
By day I do mail fundraising for nonprofit groups (please don’t call it junk mail!), and at night I’m a writer.  I’ve been writing since college, but it was never serious.  I have a hard drive full of “page 1s” that never made it to page 2.  A year ago, a friend of mine sold her first novel, and it got me thinking, “why can’t I do that, too?”  So I went back and dusted off the one thing I had managed to finish a draft of – the first draft of the book that became “Dream Student”.
Besides writing, I love the opera and go whenever I can; I’m a big sports fan, a science fiction geek, and me and my wife are also the property of a tortoiseshell cat that runs our household.

Why did you decide to write Paranormal Romance? What is the appeal?
I didn’t really “decide” to write in this genre.  When I originally wrote the first draft, I didn’t know there was such a genre!  I just followed the story – the first idea was simply the thought of seeing into other people’s dreams.  Right away, that led me to wonder what a person would do if they saw something horrible, if someone was dreaming or fantasizing about committing murder.  The person who saw it would be the only witness – but there’d be no proof.  What do you do then?
The story grew from there, and the romance quickly came into it – at first it was just to give Sara’s character some moral support, but the relationship quickly became as important as the dreaming aspect of the story.  And then the subsequent books grew out of that.

How much research goes into your books, and how do you tackle that?

Quite a bit of research.  The first book didn’t require as much, because it’s set when and more-or-less where I went to college, so a lot of it was just from memory.  I mainly had to look up some specific details for individual scenes, but it wasn’t too much.
The second book, when Sara goes to medical school, was a different story.  I knew nothing about med school.  I was lucky, though – I came across a memoir about a woman’s experience in medical school in the late 1980s, and that was a perfect fit.  I got a lot of the “feel” of the book from that memoir.  For Sara’s actual lessons, I used the “look inside the book” feature on Amazon to go through the standard textbook used for the first-year anatomy (dissection) class.  And I visited med student internet forums and the websites of several medical schools to get a sense of what her day-to-day class schedule would be like.
The fourth book, when Sara is mistakenly arrested and is booked into jail, I had to do some research there as well.  That’s never happened to me, and I wanted what happens to her to ring true, and I found quite a bit of material to help with that.
There are also lots of small details – what movies and TV shows were popular at the time each book is set, and so on.  Google, Wikipedia and IMDB have been my friends!

What is the best comment you ever received from a reader? The worst or weirdest?

The best comment was from one beta reader who actually asked if I was a doctor or had been to med school after reading “Dream Doctor”.  I was thrilled that (at least for one reader) I did a good job of making it feel true.
The worst comment was a review that said “the story lacks conflict, interesting characters and a suspenseful plot.”  It was just one review (the overwhelming majority have been very positive), but that did hurt a bit to read.

Tell us a little about your writing style? Do you plan and plot your stories, or do you just plow through them?

I plow through, more than plot in a detailed way.  I know in general where the story is going, and sometimes I have a very clear idea of exactly how the climax will play out long before I get there, but I don’t outline or plot out every scene.

Can you tell us a little about your current work, “Waking Dream”? Is there a story behind the story?

Waking Dream” is the fifth book in the series.  We’re almost 12 years on from the first book, and Sara encounters something that she never expected – someone else (not in her own family) who can do what she do: go into other people’s dreams.  And unfortunately, this other woman isn’t interested at all in helping people; she’s using her gift for selfish and harmful ends.  And she might be coming after Sara’s husband…
This was going to be the plot of the fourth book, “Dream Family”, but that book changed dramatically as I was writing it, and it became about Sara being completely traumatized after her arrest and brief time in jail, and then her recovery from that.  But the idea was too good to put aside, and so it became the next book.
What sets Sara apart from all the other women in Brian’s life (and vice-versa)? Why are they perfect for each other?
She’s really the only woman who’s ever been in his life; in the first book when they meet, he’s only a freshman in college.  And Brian is more kind and selfless than any of Sara’s previous boyfriends. 
But the real reason they’re perfect for each other is the qualities they bring out in each other.  When they first meet, Sara’s trying to figure out what her strange dreams mean, and she’s slowly losing her mind.  Brian’s pretty shy and nervous and hasn’t found his confidence yet. 
Helping Sara cope with the dreams, and eventually hunt down the killer who she’s seeing every night, forces Brian to find that confidence and grow into the man he was meant to be; and taking the lead in a relationship and guiding Brian into becoming that man is just what Sara needs to help her focus on something besides her dreams – and also come out of her own shell.
Have you ever had writer’s block? How do you deal with it?
I’ve never had it for long enough to be a huge problem (yet, anyway – knock on wood!).  What I usually do when I am stuck is to skip ahead in the story and write a scene to look forward to.   Even if I end up junking it later, it gets me writing again.

Can you give us a little background on your Sara that’s only in your author notes, and not found in your story? What inspired you to create this character?

I’ve got tons of background on Sara.  I know every class she took in college, and who her grade-school friends were.  I’ve got a huge spreadsheet with all kinds of details about her. 
One thing that’s not found in the first five books (although it will show up in the next book, which I’m writing now), is that Sara is not the most astute businesswoman, and she’s much too generous with her time and money, sometimes to her own detriment.  The details don’t make it into the book, but I figured out exactly how much money she’s making in her medical practice, for example, and how much she’s costing herself due to poor (or overly charitable) decisions.
I honestly can’t name a specific inspiration for Sara – she kind of came out fully formed, for the most part.  She still surprises me now and then, but she’s always been Sara.

Describe a favorite scene in your current novel?

In “Waking Dream”, which comes out this month, Sara’s adopted daughter Grace, who’s eleven years old going on thirty, has her first kiss, and Sara witnesses it, and then a little later has to give Grace “the talk”.  We also get a flashback to Sara’s (very embarrassing) first kiss herself.
What else do you have in store for your readers?
I’m working on the sixth book in the Dream Series, and I’m also working on another book, tentatively called “Queen of the Idiots”.  It’s more of an adventure in the tradition of “Romancing the Stone” than a straight-out romance.  The story follows Jane, an American graduate student who’s studying at Oxford.  Her professor asks her to drive his brand new car from England over to his research site in Spain.  Unknown to Jane, there’s a sealed box containing priceless archaeological relics in the trunk, which various people are willing to kill over, and the simple drive becomes a dangerous chase across three countries…


Here’s my bio:

J.J. (James) DiBenedetto was born in Yonkers, New York. He attended Case Western Reserve University, where as his classmates can attest, he was a complete nerd. Very little has changed since then.
He currently lives in Arlington, Virginia with his beautiful wife and their cat (who has thoroughly trained them both). When he's not writing, James works in the direct marketing field, enjoys the opera, photography and the New York Giants, among other interests.
The "Dreams" series is James' first published work.


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Book blurbs (all 5 books)
Dream Student
What would you do if you could see other people’s dreams?  If you could watch their hidden fantasies and uncover their deepest, darkest secrets…without them ever knowing?
Sara Barnes is about to find out.  She thought that all she had to worry about was final exams, Christmas shopping and deciding whether she likes the cute freshman in the next dorm who’s got a crush on her.
But when she starts seeing dreams that aren’t hers, she learns more than she ever wanted to know about her friends, her classmates…and a strange, terrifying man whose dreams could get Sara killed.
“Dream Student” is the thrilling first installment of the Dreams series.

***
Dream Doctor
“I didn’t expect to be woken up by someone I don’t know dreaming about killing somebody.  I thought I was done with that once and for all…”
But Sara’s not done with it.  As if adjusting to life as a newlywed and starting medical school weren’t difficult enough, she’s started seeing the dreams of everyone around her, again.  Before everything is said and done, those dreams might destroy Sara’s hopes of becoming a doctor, wreck her marriage and even end her life…
“Dream Doctor” is the thrilling second novel in the Dreams series.

***
Dream Child
"I would give anything to take this away from her.  I would gladly go back to having the nightmares myself – the very worst ones, the ones that had me waking up screaming in a pool of my own vomit – rather than see Lizzie go through this..." 
As a resident at Children's Hospital, Sara can handle ninety hour workweeks, fighting to save her young patients from deadly childhood diseases.  But she's about to be faced with a challenge that all her training and experience haven't prepared her for: her four-year-old daughter has inherited her ability to see other people's dreams...
"Dream Child" is the suspenseful third novel in the "Dreams" series.

***
Dream Family
"Why is this so hard for me?  Why am I having so much trouble?  Why do I feel so helpless, so hopeless?  What the hell is wrong with me?"
After tangling with murders and mobsters, not to mention medical school and three years of residency, Sara thought she could handle anything.  And then the police show up without warning at her new office and arrest her for a crime she can't possibly have committed.  Sara's confidence, and her grip on reality, is shattered during one terrifying night in jail.
Now, the very dreams that have endangered her life and driven her to the edge of madness may be the only thing that can help Sara find herself again...
"Dream Family" is the powerful fourth novel in the "Dreams" series.

***
Waking Dream
“Oh, God!   We can hurt each other.  Whatever we do to each other in the dream, we’ll do it to ourselves for real…”

When her own dreams are visited by a mysterious woman in a red dress, Sara realizes she has something she never expected: a counterpart, someone outside her family who shares her talent to see other people’s dreams.

When the woman in red keeps showing up in other dreams as well, leaving ruined lives in her wake, Sara knows she has something she never imagined: a nemesis.

Now, Sara must track the woman in red down in the waking world, before she’s forced to fight for her life in her dreams…

“Waking Dream” is the exciting fifth novel in the “Dreams” series.


Excerpt, from book 5 (Waking Dream) – this is part of the scene mentioned in the interview:

I decide that I need some water before I can properly fall asleep.  I get up, open the door and tiptoe out, down the hall, to the stairs.  But there’s already someone downstairs, and – I don’t know why – I stand perfectly still and silent on the top step. 

It’s Grace, pacing back and forth near the front door, looking quite impatient.  I don’t know why I don’t call out to her, but some instinct is telling me not to.  A moment later, there’s a hand on my shoulder, and I look up into Maggie’s tired and windblown face.  They must only have gotten back from nighttime skiing a few minutes ago.

“I was looking for David,” she whispers into my ear.  “He’s been in the bathroom downstairs for a while now.”  And now I think I know why Grace is pacing, and why in that particular spot.  I put a finger to Maggie’s lips.  We both hear a door open, and then David comes into view.  He’s heading straight for Grace.  Of course he is.

He stops about six inches away from her, right under the mistletoe.  They stare at each other for a minute or two; it’s too far away to judge the expressions on their faces.  Finally, in response to some unspoken signal, they come closer – closer – then their lips meet.  The kiss lasts for just a second, and they spring apart like a pair of repelling magnets.  But then, after another minute or so, they come closer again.  This time, Grace puts her arms around him, pulls him tightly to her.  Then she grabs his hand and places it – oh, God, I can’t believe she’s doing this! – on the back of her neck.  She holds it there, exactly in the spot that Brian always touches me.  The spot that makes me swoon when it’s touched just the right way.  And now she’s running her hand through his hair; again, just the way I do with Brian.  They do say that children copy their parents.

She tilts her head slightly to the side and goes in for another kiss.  This time it’s much more serious, and it lasts a lot longer. 

They break apart again, more slowly this time, and it’s hard to be sure with the distance and the dim light, but I think they look more confused than anything else.  I turn away to look up at Maggie, and her face is unreadable too.  “Go back to your room,” I whisper fiercely.  “Don’t let them see us!”  I follow my own advice and scamper back to my bedroom, closing the door softly behind me.

Brian’s looking confused.  “Where’s your water?”

“I got distracted,” I say

Monday, June 3, 2013

Author Kat Flannery and Lakota Honor


History has always fascinated me, but I am especially fond of cowboys. This could be from my parents over indulged love of John Wayne westerns. Family movie night often consisted of similar choices, Big Jake or True Grit. It wasn’t so much the gun fights and the Indian raids that intrigued me, but the characters these films were created around.
I’ve always loved to write, but as I grew older the need to scribe intensified. It wasn’t just a way to express my emotions but more of a need to expel the voices and ideas in my head. Stories would run across my mind while at work, or playing with my children. My thirst for writing wasn’t satisfied until I put pen to paper and wrote the scenes that had taken refuge in my mind.
The idea for my first book, Chasing Clovers didn’t come to me right away. Snippets of scenes and dialogue had begun to surface, but nothing that I could create a story with. This was a very emotional story and I wanted to write a novel that would touch people’s lives. I hope I was able to do that.
With my second novel, Lakota Honor I knew I wanted to write about something completely different than the first book. My publisher asked if I’d ever considered writing paranormal before. Once I was able to wrap my head around the story and how I was going to make it paranormal the story flowed. The message in this novel is to look at those around us as equal. While writing this book I discovered that it didn’t matter what year it was, people are still the same. There were those who rallied against anything that was different. They were afraid of it—afraid of change.
Writing for me is something I will always do. It is a part of me, without it I am not whole.
Kat Flannery has loved writing ever since she was a girl. She is often seen jotting her ideas down in a little black book. When not writing, or researching, Kat enjoys snuggling on her couch with a hot chocolate and a great book.
Her first novel, CHASING CLOVERS became an Amazon’s bestseller in Historical and Western romance. This is Kat’s second book, and she is currently hard at work on the third.
When not focusing on her creative passions, Kat is busy with her three boys and doting husband.



PROLOGUE



Colorado Mountains, 1880


The blade slicing his throat made no sound, but the dead body hitting the ground did. With no time to stop, he hurried through the dark tunnel until he reached the ladder leading out of the shaft.
 He’d been two hundred feet below ground for ten days, with no food and little water. Weak and woozy, he stared up the ladder. He’d have to climb it and it wasn’t going to be easy. He wiped the bloody blade on his torn pants and placed it between his teeth. Scraped knuckles and unwashed hands gripped the wooden rung.
The earth swayed. He closed his eyes and forced the spinning in his head to cease. One thin bronzed leg lifted and came down wobbly. He waited until his leg stopped shaking before he climbed another rung. Each step caused pain, but was paired with determination. He made it to the top faster than he’d thought he would. The sky was black and the air was cool, but fresh. Thank goodness it was fresh.
 He took two long breaths before he emerged from the hole. The smell from below ground still lingered in his nostrils; unwashed bodies, feces and mangy rats. His stomach pitched. He tugged at the rope around his hands. There had been no time to chew the thick bands around his wrists when he’d planned his escape. It was better to run than crawl, and he chewed through the strips that bound his feet instead. There would be time to free his wrists later.
He pressed his body against the mountain and inched toward the shack. He frowned. A guard stood at the entrance to where they were. The blade from the knife pinched his lip, cutting the thin skin and he tasted blood. He needed to get in there. He needed to say goodbye. He needed to make a promise.
 The tower bell rang mercilessly. There was no time left. He pushed away from the rocky wall, dropped the knife from his mouth into his bound hands, aimed and threw it. The dagger dug into the man’s chest. He ran over, pulled the blade from the guard and quickly slid it across his throat. The guard bled out in seconds.
He tapped the barred window on the north side of the dilapidated shack. The time seemed to stretch. He glanced at the large house not fifty yards from where he stood. He would come back, and he would kill the bastard inside.
He tapped again, harder this time, and heard the weak steps of those like him shuffling from inside. The window slid open, and a small hand slipped out.
“Toksha ake—I shall see you again,” he whispered in Lakota.
The hand squeezed his once, twice and on the third time held tight before it let go and disappeared inside the room.
A tear slipped from his dark eyes, and his hand, still on the window sill, balled into a fist. He swallowed past the sob and felt the burn in his throat. His chest ached for what he was leaving behind. He would survive, and he would return.
Men shouted to his right, and he crouched down low. He took one last look around and fled into the cover of the forest.


Sunday, January 13, 2013

Guest Author - Julie Kavanagh


Today we move away from historical, western, and time travel romance and join author Julie Kavanagh for some paranormal and contemporary romance. Please introduce yourself, Julie. Tell us a little about the person behind the pen.

Hi Peggy, thanks for this chance to chat about me and my work. Who doesn’t like talking about themselves?
 I’m a wife and mother to two beautiful daughters, both grown now. I live in London, England within sight of the world-famous Wembley Stadium.
I work in an inner city Primary school, currently in Year 1 with five/ six year olds. I love working with SEN (Special Educational Needs) children which include children whose mother tongue isn’t English, Autism and children with Global delay. I also deal with many children who have behavioral issues.
I have a background in the paranormal having seen and heard spirits since childhood. Yes, I talk to dead people and I’m also a Reiki Master and a Spiritual Healer. I have taught an open circle online and currently work in a Spiritualist Church. Some of my experiences have been used within my writing. 

Why did you decide to write? What is the appeal?
I don’t think I’ve ever had a choice in writing because if I didn’t write down the images in my head I think my brains would explode. I don’t write within a particular genre, I can’t limit myself in that way. A story might start out as a romance and in the middle something supernatural will jump up. I write whatever lives in my head at the time.

How much research goes into your books, and how do you tackle that?
For many of my stories I will set them in locations I’ve been to. I love to travel around my beautiful country (UK), visiting ancient sites and ruined castles.  I read many of the rumors about these places and sometimes incorporate them into my work.

What is the best comment you ever received from a reader? The worst or weirdest?
I made the mistake of venturing onto Amazon.com and to read reviews left by readers. I must confess to being a little irked by a few. One complained that the story was too short – it was published by Bookstogonow, a short story publisher.  Another complained that she didn’t understand the story, that she felt she had ventured into the middle of the story at the beginning which I didn’t understand. I had to take a deep breath and carry on but people don’t realize how much it takes to create just one story although I wouldn’t change what I do for the world. The positive reviews always make up those for don’t seem to ‘get’ my work.
Saying that, I always learn from other people’s opinions, so please leave a review or contact me on my face book page (details below).

Tell us a little about your writing style? Do you plan and plot your stories, or do you just plow through them?
No, I don’t plan. Ideas jump into my head and if I can’t write them down at the time, I let them brew like a great cup of coffee.
When I started the Demon Witch series, I kept seeing the images of a girl watching a gang of assassins sneaking through her garden on their way to kill here. Once I’d started writing, it became an addiction. Words flowed from my fingers without thinking and fifteen books later, I’m still going.
When I’m creating a life within a book, real life goes out of the window. The headphones go on, music pounds and I’m away in whatever world I'm crafting.

Can you tell us a little about your current work? Is there a story behind the story?

There’s Christmas Kisses where Sophie gets the chance to reunite with the love of her life, Michael.  Sophie is asked to help out at a speed dating evening without realizing that Michael’s there too. He’s been duped too but he makes up his mind to win back her heart. I like the thought of Christmas being a magical time with the hope of people reuniting and realizing their love for each other.
Demon Blood is book three of the Demon Witch series. Luca tries to be ordinary but with a dangerous combination of Demon and Coven blood within her, it’s not easy. In the previous books, she discovers the rumors about her father being half-demon are true and that her murdered mother was the heir to an evil coven of witches.
In Demon Blood, Luca has to face her own demons with the help of Eliot, a good-looking half-demon blood and her first true love, Marcus Grey who has his own demons waiting in the wings.

What sets your heroine Luca apart from all the other women in your hero’s life? Why is she perfect for him?
Luca is unique due to the matchless combination of her blood. She also has the blue fire power, a rare energy even amongst Coven kind. She exudes an energy which attracts all men to her, to protect her and to love her. Marcus Grey fell in love with her on first sight and finds it hard to accept that other men feel the same.  Eliot, Luca’s Pack leader and the only man with the knowledge and power to help her into the world of demon blood, desires her but he has his own lover.
Marcus Grey is Luca’s soul mate but that doesn’t stop her loving other men too.

Have you ever had writer’s block? How do you deal with it?
Yes and I didn’t deal with it. Some people say Writer’s block doesn’t exist, well it did in my house and I was hell to live with. I don’t know what the answer is except is to step away from trying to go off and do something else.
Earlier this year, I found myself overwhelmed by real life, work, family and couldn’t bring my mind back to creating. As I’ve said before, it’s not always easy to create characters and the worlds they live in but when the words are flowing, there’s no better place to be.


Can you give us a little background on your hero that’s only in your author notes, and not found in your story? What inspired you to create this character?

I have lots of heroes in the Demon Witch series. Eliot is my favorite and I have great fun writing the many conflicts being him and Luca.
Eliot and all the demon bloods in the series were sired by demons on human women, all of whom died during childbirth. Eliot is introduced in book three as the lover of Ashan, the son of Didier Patric and the brother of Eliot’s previous lover but Eliot can’t help but be attracted to Luca.
He is arrogant, mean and magnificent and you just know the fire of attraction between he and Luca is going end up in a fiery love scene.
I created Eliot because Luca needed someone more powerful to control her. Eliot isn’t afraid of her anger or the blue fire as he teaches her, in the cruelest ways possible, how to use her demon energy against all those who will come to dominate her. Eliot is Luca’s worst enemy and best friend. He would offer his life to keep her safe.

Describe a favorite scene in your current novel?
There’s a scene in Demon Blood where Didier falls into a coma from an injury inflicted by Luca’s demon blood and Eliot persuades Luca to travel psychically into Didier’s head to heal him.
The repartee between Eliot and Luca brought a smile to my face when I read it after I’d written it. The characters took over but I trusted them to manage the situation as only they could.



What else do you have in store for your readers?
There’s another twelve books in the Demon Witch series already written with another half way done. I have several paranormal romance novellas in the pipeline and a multitude of short stories patiently awaiting their turn.
My website has just opened and I’ve included several free shorty stories about the characters for my readers. I like the idea of uncovering snippets of the past about Nathan, Grey and others.

Thanks Peggy for this great interview.



Here’s where you can find me and my work:-
Come and leave me a message. I’d love to hear from you.
This is my website although it’s still a little raw. I’m planning some new shorty stories about the Demon Witch characters and I have lots of pictures ready to go live. Please keep popping back to catch the new stuff. Let me know what you think.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Guest Author - Paty Jager

I'm thrilled to welcome award-winning author Paty Jager to the blog today. She's here to tell us a little bit about the Nez Perce Indian culture, and her Spirit Trilogy.

Welcome, Paty!


Peggy, Thank you for having me here today.

Here is some insight into being a Nez Perce woman in the 17 and 1800's I learned while researching for my Spirit trilogy set among the Nez Perce(Nimiipuu).

The children of Nez Perce families were taught by their grandparents. The grandfathers taught the boys how to make weapons, hunt, fish, track, and fight. Grandmothers taught the girls how to take care of their families, do the chores, and help their men. The elders passed down the stories of the trickster coyote and how "The People" came to be. By reading books of their legends you see how the legends taught the children basic truths about life and how to conduct themselves to be good Nez Perce.

Grandmothers also taught the girls about the coming of age and were by their sides during marriages and the births. When a girl began her menstrual cycle she would stay in the menstrual lodge for the duration of her bleeding. They believed the women carried strong powers during this time and were susceptible to getting pregnant.

This isolation served a purpose. They held private discussions about personal problems and conditions of health, exchanged views on herbal medicine, and composed songs. They cooked their own meals in the lodge and did not touch anything outside nor could they attend any ceremonies during this time.

They used buffalo hides with the fur still on for menstruation pads or buckskin and milkweed. The pads were put in a hole in the middle of the dwelling and buried. 

After puberty girls were no longer allowed to play with boys and stayed in a lodge with their grandmothers and aunts who taught them the ways of women.

To help make the premise work for my heroine in Spirit of the Mountain, she is the daughter of the chief and is allowed to live with her parents even after she is of age to be in the women’s lodge.

This information also was helpful for the second book, Spirit of the Lake, as the heroine in that book was attacked by a Whiteman and became pregnant. This is a case where the information I gathered for one book worked for the second as well.

The third book, Spirit of the Sky, required more research on the army chasing the Nez Perce and about how they(the Nimiipuu) survived along the route.

Blurb and Excerpt for Spirit of the Mountain.

Wren, the daughter of a Nimiipuu chief, has been fated to save her people ever since her vision quest. When a warrior from the enemy Blackleg tribe asks for her hand in marriage to bring peace between the tribes, her world is torn apart.

Himiin is the spirit of the mountain, custodian to all creatures including the Nimiipuu. As a white wolf he listens to Wren’s secret fears and loses his heart to the mortal maiden. Respecting her people’s beliefs, he cannot prevent her leaving the mountain with the Blackleg warrior.

When an evil spirit threatens Wren’s life, Himiin must leave the mountain to save her. But to leave the mountain means he’ll turn to smoke…



Excerpt
Wren’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. “My gift is to save The People. The weyekin who came to me in my vision quest said this.” She wrapped her arms around herself as if staving off a cold breeze.
Himiin hated that they argued when they should relish their time together. He moved to her, drawing her against his chest, embracing her. The shape of her body molded to his. Her curves pressed against him. Holding her this way flamed the need he’d tried to suppress.
He placed a hand under her chin, raising her face to his. The sorrow in her eyes tugged at his conscience. To make her leaving any harder was wrong. But having experienced her in his arms, he was grieved to let her go. Even for the sake of their people.
Her eyelids fluttered closed. Her pulse quickened under his fingers. Shrugging off the consequences, he lowered his lips to hers. They were softer than he imagined. Her breath hitched as he touched her intimately. Parting his lips, he touched her with his tongue, wanting to see if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.
Honey.
She tasted of sweet honey straight from the bosom of a bee tree.
One taste was not enough. He pulled her closer, moving his lips across hers, tasting and savoring the feel of them.
Her mouth opened and she sighed.
 His body came to life. The sensations transcended anything he’d experienced before. How could one woman make him feel powerful and vulnerable at the same time? Why did he wish to crush her to him and never let go and yet feel compelled to treat her with the tenderness
one would give the tiniest of creatures? He couldn’t continue this way.
To hold her, to touch her soft skin. He would never be able to let her go.
He must.
He released Wren and stepped back, avoiding her eyes. How could he show her the sensations she brought to him then turn around and tell her they couldn’t see one another anymore?

This spirit trilogy is my proverbial book of my heart. I spent countless hours on research to make sure the Nez Perce culture is correct in the books and the historical information is accurate.




















Bio: Wife, mother, grandmother, and the one who cleans pens and delivers the hay; award winning author Paty Jager and her husband currently farm 350 acres when not dashing around visiting their children and grandchildren. She not only writes the western lifestyle, she lives it.


Paty is a member of RWA, EPIC, and COWG. Wild Rose Press has published nine of her books. Spirit of the Mountain won the Lorie Award for Best Paranormal. Spirit of the Lake was a finalist in the Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence contest.  Perfectly Good Nanny, won the 2008 EPPIE for Best Contemporary Romance. 

You can learn more about her at her blog; www.patyjager.blogspot.com  her website; http://www.patyjager.net or on Facebook.