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Monday, October 14, 2013

Getting Personal With Author Valerie Twombly

This week we're getting personal with author Valerie Twombly. Pull up a chair and join us as Valerie talks about the writing life and shares an excerpt from her hot, hot, hot paranormal erotic romance, “Eternal Flame”

About Valerie Twombly
As a child, Valerie would often get into trouble for peeking at her mother’s favorite TV show, Dark Shadows. She can still hear her mother saying “It will give you nightmares.” She was right of course, but that did not stop Valerie from watching. As an adult, her love of the fanged creatures never waned. She would watch any vampire movie she could find.

Being a true romantic, Valerie was thrilled when she discovered the genre of paranormal romance. Her first read was one of Lara Adrian’s, Midnight Breed Series and from there she was hooked.

Today, Valerie has decided to take her darker, sensual side and put it to paper. When she is not busy creating a world full of steamy, hot men and strong, seductive women, she juggles her time between a full-time job, hubby and her two German shepherd dogs, in Northern IL.

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And now, let’s get personal with author Valerie Twombly!

What’s the best part of being a writer?
Taking stories from my head and sharing them with others. I love to read and if I can take even one person away from their troubles for a little while then I have done a wonderful thing.

I have to admit, I had four beta readers for this book and the feedback I received really humbled me. One even told me she dreamt of Marcus, which made my entire year!

What’s the most challenging part of being a writer?
Some days it’s simply getting the characters to cooperate. They have changed my story and made me rewrite entire chapters. There are times when they never shut up, lol.

What’s the most challenging part of writing erotic romance?
All the cold showers I must take? Well at first it was the verbiage, I had no issue with the cock, but for some reason it took some getting used to typing pussy. I did a find once using the word cock in Microsoft Word to see how many times I typed it. The page lit up like a Christmas tree, lol. I had to work on using different lingo for the body parts and make them fit. In some scenes penis just doesn’t work. J

What is your writing process?
I’d rather clean a toilet with a toothbrush than outline. I can’t outline so I jot notes of ideas for the story and work from there. I take a tablet to work with me and write at my desk during my lunch (if my co-workers only knew). I sometimes write in the evening and I try to fit in a couple of hours on the weekend. With that said I usually shoot for at least 3,000 words per week.

Where do you write?
I have a home office. I need quiet, I get distracted easily. *look at the pretty pictures*

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
Find one or two great critique partners. They are a godsend when you write.

What are you working on now?
Book two of Immortal Guardians series called Fatal Desire.

What is your most current release and what is it about?
Marcus is one of many guardians created by the Gods to watch over humanity. With the threat of war with the dragon shifters and an unknown demon trying to open Hells Gate, the last thing he wants is a mate. However, his creator see things differently and gives him a woman he cannot deny. Only one problem, she is human.

Two worlds come crashing together when Cassie realizes guardian angels really do exist. She never expected hers to be tall, dark and delicious and most of all have fangs. Fate brought them together, but Hell will rip them apart in book one of Immortal Guardians, Eternal Flame.

How did you come up with the title?
I use the term a couple of times in the book and loved the sound of it.

What would readers be surprised to know about you?
I’m actually a shy person.

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’?

Where’s the one place in the world you’d like to visit?
Bora Bora

Favorite swear word?
Fuck... and I use it often.

Favorite food?
Ice cream

Favorite author?
I have lots, but here are a few. Lara Adrian, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Rebecca Zanetti and Jeaniene Frost.

Do you have any pets?
I have two German Shepherds named Max and Callan.
And now Darlings, pour yourself something cool to drink and enjoy an excerpt from Eternal Flame.

She glanced at the clock, it was one a.m. But the last thing she wanted to do was sleep. She set her glass down and moved off the couch. “I’m not tired.” She reached for his hand and dug for her courage. She had a feeling he didn’t want to leave. “Kiss me.”

He pulled her close and ran his fingers down her cheek. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. Gently, he nibbled her bottom lip, coaxing her mouth open with his tongue. She parted her lips, he took full advantage, pressed his way deeper into her mouth, held the kiss before he broke away.

She opened her eyes and let out a sigh. “You’re a good kisser, Marcus.”

She leaned into him and pressed her body against his. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him to her, and their lips came together. Her tongue did a deliberate slow dance across his, making him moan. Her core turned to lava, the heat almost too much to bear.

He pushed her away. “Cassie. I could stand here and kiss you all night, but I’d better go before I make an ass of myself and you end up hating me.”

She reached for his hand, knowing what his aim was. “Why do you think I would end up hating you?” She worried it might be the other way around. Would he think her a wanton woman? She tried to cap her desire, but the need to live what happened in her dreams overruled her common sense.

“I will not lie. I believe in the truth, always. I want you. I want to lie you on the bed and make passionate love to you until neither of us can move.”

“Then what’s stopping you?” she whispered.

“Love, did I hear you correctly?” Disbelief was written on his face.

She gazed into his stormy eyes. “I will admit, I’m not the type who sleeps with a man on the first date.” She looked down at his chest. “Hell, not even the second or third.” Her eyes moved back up to meet his. “I can’t say what it is, this connection I feel. I just know I need you.”

He pulled her close, his mouth crushing hers. Their tongues glided across
each other in a play for dominance. Her nipples hardened and strained against the fabric of her dress. With only the thin layer of material between them, she felt his cock harden.

She pulled away and gasped for air as she led him to the darkened bedroom. Her courage wavered for a moment. She’d come this far, there would be no stopping now. She didn’t want to stop.

“Marcus, I don’t know how to explain it. I trust you, and to be honest, your touch sets me on fire. I need you, but if this isn’t what you want, then I’ll understand.” She held her breath and waited for his reaction.

He traced a finger along her cheek. “There’s no way in hell I’m leaving now, unless of course, you toss me on the street.”

She reached for his shirt, her fingers trembling as she loosened the first button. He grabbed her wrists. “If at any time you want to stop, tell me.”

Her head shook and continued with the buttons until they were completely undone. She pushed the shirt past his shoulders and onto the floor. Breath escaped her lungs when the moonlight filtered in the windows and danced across his chest. He was remarkable, better than her dreams.

He removed the clip that held her hair. Her chestnut curls spilled around her shoulders. He moaned when his fingers ran through the silky mass. The dress became a second skin, and she was ready to be rid of it, but before she could make a move, he reached behind her neck and untied the halter. The dress fell to her waist, exposing her bare breasts. His eyes became drunk with desire. He tipped his head down and ran his tongue over her nipple, causing it to pebble. God, she had almost come undone right there.

“You have too many clothes on,” she said, reaching for the button on his pants.

He moved off her breast, and she cried out from the ache he left behind. “I could say the same for you, love.” He kicked off his boots while she dropped her dress to the floor. She was left standing in a red thong and black heels. There would be no turning back now.

Grabbing the waistband of his pants, she yanked them to the floor, and his erection sprung free. Her tongue traced her lips, desperate to savor him. He was much bigger than she had experienced, but that only heightened her arousal. She dropped to her knees and ran her tongue over the tip of his shaft. He tasted of salt and seduction. He wrapped a fist in her hair and groaned. She sucked him in, taking every inch. Drunk by the pleasure she gave him.

He threw his head back. “Oh gods, Cassie, you feel so good. Don’t stop.”

As if she could. No, she was a woman possessed, determined to take him over the edge. At this moment, she wanted nothing more than to make him scream her name.


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