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Butterfly with me today!
Q) How did you dream up the
dynamics of your characters?
Well, I
actually based Jake Griffin on Josh Groban. LOL I have been obsessed with that
man forever and decided to put him in one of my stories. As for Emma, well I
wanted to do something different in the paranormal world outside of vampires,
witches, weres etc. So I went with old-world Gypsy magick and built it from
there. Dragos kind of came out of nowhere and was the first shifter I ever
wrote about.
Q) Can you give a fun or interesting fact about your book?
Well this will be
a spoiler. So AVERT THINE EYES if you don't want to be
privy to info before you read it. But in the original version of ELUDING
ILLUSIONS, I killed off Dragos completely. Only after my CP's gave me several
lashings about it did I work him back into the story. So if you liked the
Dragos character, thank my CP's, Jennifer and Sonia.
Q) Do you have any habits that
get you in the writing frame of mind?
Music
is my go-to muse. I try to use cultural based music for my diverse characters
to help me channel the feel of the setting and people.
Q) How much real life do you put into or
influences your books?
Well this one had a bit because of my love for Josh Groban. So a lot of
Jake's nuances and comic relief are a result of Josh's funny personality.
Q) What are your upcoming
projects?
Well
I'm deep into the writing cave now, working on a couple different projects. I
left my naughty fairy tales open for some follow up books, so I'll be tackling
those soon!
Blurb
Emma Banciu dreams about her novels taking on a life of their
own. Thanks to a centuries old Gypsy curse, they tend to do just that. Writing
with pen and paper she brings things to life, and hell hath no fury like an
antagonist scorned. Now she's on the run from Kyrin, an evil demon warlord who
surfaced from one of her first manuscripts. And the only way to get rid of him
is to destroy the manuscript.
Enter JG1988, her long-time online friend. He knows nothing of the curse nor the magick Emma possesses. His only wish is to finally meet her in person and take their relationship to the next level. He reveals a surprise of his own when he shows up at Emma's door as international recording artist
Jake Griffin.
Destroying the manuscript will not only get rid of Kyrin, but also end her relationship with Jake. But keeping secrets from him may end up doing just that. In order to survive they'll resort to love, lies, and a little Gypsy magick.
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Excerpt
Jake
lead her
into
the
adjoining
room
where
a
baby
grand
piano
sat
in
the
corner.
Turning
the
piano
bench
sideways,
he sat
back
and motioned for her to sit in front of him. His arms slid alongside her shoulders as he reached
out
for
the
ivory
bars, and he
tightened his legs against her outer thighs. The heat radiating off him surrounded Emma
like a blanket of safety. She
snuggled
up
against
his
chest
as
his
fingers
tickled
the
keys.
Succumbing
to the enchanting melody, her eyes fell closed.
His
chest
pressed
against
her
back,
rising
and
falling
as
he
sang
out the verses he
wrote
just
for
her,
simply
titled,
Emma's
Song. The words
took
her
breath
away
how
he
spoke
so
lovingly
of
her
through
song.
Each
refrain
more
passion
filled
than
the
one
before,
pouring
his
heart
out
with
each
note.
The emotions welling
up
inside
confused
her,
as
she
let
herself
become
entranced
by
his
baritone voice.
Fear and happiness pooled in her eyes, releasing in tears that slid over her
cheeks.
They
met
for
the
first
time
tonight
in
person
yet
it
felt
like
they
had
known
each
other
all
their
lives.
Their
electronic
relationship
manifesting
into
something
real
and
tangible
excited
her,
but
also
scared
her
to
death.
The keys
stopped
dancing,
and
the
room
held
a
silence
marred
only
by
the
heaving
of
Jake's breath.
Reopening
her
eyes,
Emma turned
her
head
toward
him.
His
fingertips
pressed
against
her
jaw
line,
guiding
her
head
as he
leaned
in.
Their
lips
met
with
a
cautious
tenderness.
She
swung
her
body
around
on
the
seat,
raising
her
hands
to
encompass
his
neck.
He
pulled
her
closer,
parting
her
lips
as
he
swept
his
tongue
over
hers.
An
innate
ache
pulsed
through
her,
taking
over
her
self-control.
His
very
touch
tingled
every
nerve
along
the
way.
She slipped
her
fingers
through
the
back
of
his
wavy
hair,
massaging
his
head
in
rhythm
with
their exploratory
kisses.
His
breathing
grew
heavier,
as
he
cradled
her
in
his
arms.
A startling
mixture
of
sharp
chords
rang
out
through
the
air
as
her
back
landed
against
the
keys.
Soft
laughter
danced
through
their
kiss
as
Jake picked
her
up
by
the hips
off
the
bench
and
placed
her
on
top
of
the
baby
grand.
Her
chest
heaved
in
succession
with
the
thumping
of
her
heart.
He
stared
at
her
with
such
intent
she'd
never
seen.
His
intense eyes
hypnotized
her,
holding
her
gaze.
“I've
pictured
this
a
thousand
times,
but
nothing
compares
to
the
actual
taste
of
your
lips,”
he
whispered,
as
he
laid
her
back,
brushing
the chestnut locks
of
hair
from
her
face.
Lush lips
caressed
her
neck,
kissing
the
delicate
skin
down
the
plunging
neckline
of
her
dress.
Words
made
no
sense. They
circulated
in her
head,
jumbled
by
the
emotions
coursing
through
her.
Her
body
ached
for
him
to
take
her
completely
as
his
hands
caressed
the
length
of
her
body,
exploring
every
inch
of
her,
memorizing
every
curve.
She
dreamed about this moment. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Her head
screamed no, she'd only hurt him. But her heart shouted louder as she let her
fingers ride up the length of his forearms, pressing against the hard muscle.
“As
breathtaking as you look sprawled across my piano, I have a better idea,” he
whispered.
Pulling her to him, he slid her off the piano. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he carried her to the sofa, laying her beneath him. Carefully, he slid the silken dress above her hips, exposing her stomach where he decorated her skin with the warmth of his tongue and lips. A shiver climbed her spine releasing itself in a vocal aching of want
and need.
Author Bio:
Wren Michaels hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer
and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet, and
carried her away below the Mason-Dixon line where she promptly lost all tolerance
for snow and cold. They decided they'd make beautiful babies together and they
got it right on the first try. Now Wren lives happily ever after in the real
world and in the worlds of her making, where she creates book boyfriends for
the masses to crave.
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