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Giveaway: ebook of Bond of the Lycaon Concubine
Author Interview
How did you choose your genre? What made you write this book?
It kinda chose us. We write so many different things, but we were working on an ancient Atlantian saga and decided we really wanted to be a little more erotic and explicit in detail, but we decided to check into what other authors were writing first to see what works for readers. Lora Leigh and Kim Dare were among our firsts, needless to say we’ve been hooked ever since.
Stories pop in our heads all the time, sometimes it’s a line, a picture, a character from something else that stimulates a deeper idea or a situation. Then everything else falls in around it. Bond of the Lycaon Concubine literally started with the bar scene, which is unusual for us, We don’t write start to finish we do patch work.
Writers write what they know, and must observe the world. Are you a first born, middle or last child and how does this shape your view of the world?
We’re twins with no other siblings, and I’d say it has a lot of influence of how we lived and write, because no matter what we had each other, to push, nag, growl and support. Because of that twins and closely bonded siblings find their way into most of our books, though it’s never planned.
Where is your favorite place to write?
There is a section of the living room that’s been converted into an office space, with two desks, lots of shelves for notebooks, three monitors for multitasking. However since we live in Florida, a laptop at the beach works too.
How do you feel about killing your darlings, and what do you do with the remains?
It depends on the genre. We have a few coming out, that we just leave the remains right there for the buzzards. But in some of our others, we hand out tissues, because if it happens, you’re going to be bawling your eyes out.
You are introduced to your favorite author. Who is it, and what is that one burning question you must ask them?
Okay WOW, but there are so many. However, the question is always the same. Boxers or Briefs?
Inquiring minds want to know…tell readers something about you that no one knows.
But then someone would know… lol. But, I will share with you something that isn’t commonly known among our reader fans, though Talon has never been the least bit shy about telling you how many body piercings he has. All in one… general… area. He has 10 below the waist. And I have 28, none of which are below my belly button.
You are stranded on a deserted island with only a back pack for company. What three items are in your survival pack?
Prin> Paper, pen, and satellite phone. “Come get our asses, we’re out of Charmin.”
Talon> Well with her stuff we can still write and call for help. So my bag will have the pillow, Eddy’s Rainbow Berry Sherbet and a fan.
If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be?
Are you kidding? Teleportation, hands down.
Favorite snack?
Eddy’s Rainbow Berry Sherbet, Hagan daz Salt caramel truffle, Jelly beans and cheese. Mtn Dew is a snack and a food group.
Indy 500 – Do you know how to get where you’re going or do you drive the speed limit?
Both, we’re writers; we can’t afford today’s speeding ticket fines, or the gas. lol
Interview was filled out by Author Princess SO with Talon’s responses in mind, posthumous.
Synopsis:
MF/MFM/ Paranormal Shifter/ Erotic Romance
“So you think you know the story of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf? Think again—”
Raina grew up with the faint memories of her grandmother’s fairytales. Tales that told her she was a part of something far greater than her lonely nomadic life gave existence to. But, when she finds she’s been among the one thing she desired most, can she let go of her more human-raising to submit to it?
Tristan has had a wild hunger for the saucy minx ever since she started working at the Hell hound Tavern. When a close call with a rival pack meant risking exposing the beast he was to Raina, he wasn’t expecting her to submit to the beast as his mate. As the Beta to the pack Alpha, Tristan can’t keep a mate to himself, but the secret she holds says otherwise.
However, keeping a Lycaon Concubine might mean leaving the pack in order to protect his Alpha, who’s status has kept a pack, 500 strong, safe for generations.
word count: 38, 858 {approx 101pages}
ISBN: 9781301031160
Goodreads Link – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17285476-bond-of-the-lycaon-concubine?ac=1
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Excerpt:
“Got a penny?” Raina asked pointing to the fountain ahead of them.
Tristan gave her a skeptical glance, while he fished through his pocket for a penny, “You really want to make a wish?”
“Oh, yeah.” She gave him a daringly sultry look, “I’m thinking I do.”
Tristan blinked heavily at her, taking notice of her dark expression and tone. He passed the penny to her hand, “Okay, but so’s you know, you’re scaring me.”
Raina stepped up to the fountain and closed her eyes for a moment.
Tristan watched the almost dreamy expression on her face. Damn, she looked good under the moon. He’d been falling for her for some time now, but watching her now, he believed he was helplessly captured.
Her hand went up, tossing the coin into the water with a slight plunk sound. She watched the ripple spread out on the water’s surface a moment taking a deep and fitful breath before turning to face him. Seemingly waiting for something.
“So what did you wish for?”
Raina rolled her lips in a nervous gesture, stepping closer, “A kiss.” And she pushed up on her toes, bringing her lips to his.
The first touch was light as a feather, like the kiss of a ghost and he found himself haunted by his wanting of it. He leaned down to her, cautiously allowing the contact of her soft lips. Soft and tender as she pressed against his and he felt a tender warmth flow through him.
Her lips parted, but only enough to allow him a taste of her breath— like the morning dew she was, and it was gone. His breath caught in his throat watching her step back. His head swayed, surprising him. No way a single kiss should feel so sensual, but it did. His breath deepening, his hand fumbling through his pockets and procured a handful of coins, which he held them out to her with a boyish grin.
Raina laughed, she wasn’t fooled by that look. For all his intentions of looking innocent just made him look all the more like a sexy bad boy. He reminded her of one the actors from that old 80’s movie, Lost Boys, the vampire bad boy with long black hair and just as drool worthy. Or perhaps, maybe more, because Tristan had one hell of a body hiding under his shirt.
“I think I got a fifty in my wallet. Will paper money work in the fountain as well?” He joked, then again, he’d offer damn near anything to feel that kiss again.
“Gee, I don’t know.” She toed the ground in front of her, “I mean, I’m concerned I might be hurting someone else’s feelings if I accept.”
“What do you mean?” This wasn’t good. Why would she dare to kiss him if she was involved with someone else? But that didn’t make any sense either; he’d worked with her enough days of the week to know she didn’t have a boyfriend or lover of any sort. He’d watched her too often to not know.
“Well, there’s this barback I work with and he’s pretty hot, except he wears these crazy—”
Tristan’s mouth was over hers before she could finish her sentence. The coins in his hand spilling to the ground around their feet as he reached around to her back to pull her to him.
His tongue parting her lips to open up for him, letting him into the warm cavern of her mouth. The taste of hot, sweet honey awaited him, drew him to probe deeper, his tongue tangling with hers. He had often fantasized what it would feel like to kiss her, to taste her, but he had not dreamed it would be like this. From the moment his lips took hers, he was lost in her. Pleasure spiraled around his nerves, hunger wrapping around him, it emanated from her and licked his body with burning flames.
God, her kiss was good. And he needed to have more of it.
He stepped into her, forcing her to walk back, pushing her towards the garden wall that circled around the fountain, his hands moving around to grasp her hips and lifted her up on the wall. He pressed between her legs and she broke away from his kiss, gasping with ragged breaths that fought for air. His own lungs heaving in his chest. He was already regretting the loss of her lips. A firm hand clasping around behind her neck to pull her back to him, connecting with her, pressing his forehead to hers. He would give her only a moment longer— a flicker of time to catch her breath.
“So how many coins was that, you had?” She managed to ask through her panting.
“Oh hell, I got a whole jar full at home I plan to use up.” He pulled her back to him. If she had regained her breath enough to talk, then she could take his kiss again.
Author Bios:
ABOUT THE TWINS:
We Came— We Saw— and then we made it sexy.
And that’s pretty much how the Twins came to write Erotic Romances and Dark Fantasies. Both Talon PS and Princess SO have been writing together since they were kids, always challenging and competing with each other, and always each other’s biggest supporters. After a life time of gathering experiences, and honing their story telling skills, they have finally starting putting them to novel size tales. And so far have seen 8 titles published with three more already scheduled for next year’s releases, and still another 30 something projects in the works. So have those book moments ready, as Talon always says—
“I’m about to make you wet.” ~The Twins: Talon & Prin
Author Links:
Website: http://talon-ps.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Talon-ps-Princess-so/240542056008862