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Author Interview: Jayce Carter
Can you describe your dream home?
I don’t like big homes, so mine would be fairly small. I love big open kitchens that connect to the main living room. I’d want a nice office for work, and a good bit of property. I grew up on five acres in the middle of the desert, and there is something magical about being in the middle of nowhere like that, far down a dirt road where there are miles of open space. I miss that quiet, that freedom, so my dream house would have it for sure.
If we were to come to your house for a meal, what would you give us to eat?
To be entirely forthright, I am a horrible cook. I don’t lie about that. The number of meals I can cook is fairly small, and none all that impressive. If I’m trying to show someone a good time, that usually means either letting my husband cook or ordering out. I can promise great conversation and a lot of laughs, though!
Tell us about the absolute BEST fan letter you have received.
My favorite was actually on a piece of fanfiction I wrote. I had someone tell me that my writing had helped them a lot in accepting and understanding their sexuality in a way they hadn’t, that by my writing about sex openly and honestly, they realized it was okay to enjoy sex—specifically the kink being explored there—and that has always meant the world to me. It was a time when something I wrote helped someone, when it did something good in the world.
Say your publisher has offered to fly you anywhere in the world to do research on an upcoming book, where would you most likely want to go?
I am not a great traveler. I am much more a homebody who enjoys being places I know and love. I find travel stressful, but if we were able to ignore that, I’ve always wanted to go to Australia. I’ve wanted to see New Zealand as well, but I think because I grew up in a desert, Australia feels more similar to what I know and love.
What do you love about the book cover for the book you are touring?
Having a publisher is always stressful when it comes to covers. When you self-publish, you have complete control over what you use, but when you have a publisher, you don’t. There is always a risk that they will end up creating a cover you don’t like, and that fear is there every time before I open my cover mockups. This time was even worse since it was the first book of a series, so I had no idea what to expect. However, when I opened those files, when I looked, I was in love with what they created. I feel like the tone—dark and sensual—worked well with the tone of the book and the colors are bright and vibrant. I really think they did a great job creating something that represents the series and I love showing it off!
Grave Robbing and Other Hobbies
by Jayce Carter
GENRE: Contemporary Paranormal Erotic Romance
Abandoned at three—whose parents want a kid who sees ghosts?—I learned the world is quick to punish misfits. I try my best to be a normal, boring human, but the call of the supernatural just won’t be ignored.
When a stranger shows up on my doorstep in the middle of the night, it’s no sexy tryst. Instead, I’m off to the graveyard, digging up the corpse of a murder victim at the demand of the local vampire coven—and that small felony is just the start.
The spirit of the woman has gone missing, something that shouldn’t be possible, and everyone is looking to me for answers. There’s Kase, a vampire who’s both terrifying and secretive. Grant, a mage with a bad attitude and a lot of power. Troy, the possessive werewolf-detective next door and Hunter, a mysterious bad boy who isn’t even close to human.
It’s a race not just against time but against everything to figure out where the spirits are going, who’s behind it and if I can trust the men who now share my bed.
And all because of a little grave robbing…
I took the stairs carefully, gripping the railing as I went, trying to peer into the darkness of my living room.
Was it Kase? Had he decided he didn’t care for a human telling him what to do or where to go? Or perhaps Troy figured waiting until morning for something between an apology and a lecture was just too far.
Except, I knew it wasn’t them. I could feel it deep in my bones, the way I knew when the sun rose without looking outside, the way I knew when a predator was staring at me.
Whatever was here wasn’t anything as trivial as a vampire or werewolf.
And what sort of screwed up world did I live in where vampires and werewolves were trivial?
When I reached the ground floor, that chill worsened. I struggled to breathe, and the darkness wasn’t run of the mill, as if someone forgot to turn on a light. It was deeper, as though light wasn’t just absent but devoured. Something was there inside it, shifting, staring back at me.
My wrists burned, as if fire licked along the edges of the scars there. It crept up my arms, searing me, and when I would have screamed, someone closed their hand over my mouth.
“Trust me, you don’t want it to hear you.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jayce Carter lives in Southern California with her husband and two spawns. She originally wanted to take over the world but realized that would require wearing pants. This led her to choosing writing, a completely pants-free occupation. She has a fear of heights yet rock climbs for fun and enjoys making up excuses for not going out and socializing.