Sunday, May 14, 2017
Claire Marti @clairepmarti Finding Forever in Laguna Series #BeachRomance, #Contemporary Romance, #SecondChances
I’d like to welcome Claire Marti, author of the Finding Forever in Laguna series to my blog today.
RW: Tell us about yourself, your family, where you live, etc.
CM: I’m married and have three furry children. I live in Encinitas, California, a sleepy beach town about twenty-five miles north of San Diego. I majored in English at the University of Virginia, practiced law briefly, and transitioned into teaching yoga and writing full-time over the last few years.
RW: Who are your favorite characters among the books you’ve written?
CM: I’m editing my third book now. I adore all my characters, but my favorites so far are Alyssa and Brandt, the hero and heroine of At Last in Laguna, the second book in my Finding Forever in Laguna series.
RW: What makes a good book? A great romance? Is humor important in fiction and why?
CM: A good book has to transport you. I read primarily to step into a different world and I want to read something that forces me stay up late. I enjoy humor in fiction and think it has a place in all genres. Life’s a wonderful ride, with highs and lows. Humor’s a great way to navigate all of it.
RW: Would you like to write a different genre or sub-genre than you do now?
CM: Yes. Currently, I write contemporary fiction. I love history and am tackling a Regency series next, with three French sisters who are orphaned and must move to England to live with a guardian they’ve never met. I also plan on writing a mainstream novel with romantic elements set in 1920’s Paris.
RW: Who are your favorite authors? Who influenced your writing?
CM: I love Nora Roberts’ trilogies and have fallen in love with several of the Irish heroes. I also love The Highlander by Kerrigan Byrne.
RW: If I were a first-time reader of your books, which one would you recommend I start with and why?
CM: I’d start with Second Chance in Laguna because it is the first in the Finding Forever in Laguna series and will set the stage for the next two books. That being said, I love At Last in Laguna, which will be coming out later in 2017.
RW: If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?
CM: Paris, Antibes, Kauai, and San Diego. I’d split my time between them all. I’ll have a private jet to transport the cats and dog too!
RW: What song would best describe your life?
CM: Eminem’s Lose Yourself. It’s about seizing opportunity and living each moment as if it is your last. I’m a big believer in doing it all now!
RW: Picture yourself as a store. Considering your personality and lifestyle, what type of products would be sold there?
CM: Love this question! I love yoga, animals, reading, the beach, and nature. Oh, and sweets. So, we’d have lots of yoga goodies, books in several genres including yoga/meditation/holistic health, romance, mainstream fiction, non-fiction travel and history and animals. Beautiful journals and writing implements. Treats for the cats and dogs. Delicious cupcakes, cookies, and chocolate. Did I mention cupcakes?
RW: Tell us about the scariest thing that ever happened to you.
CM: Several years ago, I attended a wedding in beautiful Banff, Canada. I rented a car and drove to the Chateau Lake Louise, where I would be Maid of Honor. On the journey, I hit black ice and my rental SUV spun into several 360’s across the highway. I hit a small divider and if it hadn’t been there, I would’ve rolled into a snow-filled ravine. By some miracle, I was uninjured. The car, however, was totaled. I’m forever on Budget Rent-a-Car’s blacklist. The shock set in later that day. Luckily, the champagne flowed freely at the wedding reception. To this day, I don’t like to drive in snow.
RW: Hunky heroes or average Joe?
CM: Hunky heroes all the way.
RW: Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking to me.
SECOND CHANCE IN LAGUNA
When Sophie Barnes’s fiancé jilts her at the altar, her carefully-planned life implodes. Considering her ex’s betrayal to be a rude wake-up call, she leaves everything she knows in San Diego and flees to Laguna Beach. She vows to transform her life by avoiding men for a year and by fulfilling her dream of writing a wildly-successful novel.
Sophie’s new landlord, Nicholas Morgan, is a gorgeous, successful architect with a player reputation. He makes it tough for Sophie to remember that she’s sworn to be single. Nick’s avoided the intimacy of a long-term relationship—until Sophie’s independence, courage, and beauty touch his guarded heart. Both Sophie and Nick are terrified of being hurt again, but can they resist the pull of true love?
Nick arrived right on time, looking gorgeous in faded jeans and a plain white t-shirt. How did he always manage to start the butterflies fluttering in her stomach? Just by standing there with the setting sun framing him? She was in trouble.
“Hi beautiful, ready to go?” He clasped her face in his hands and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
Returning his kiss, Sophie wound her arms around his neck and deepened it. She couldn’t resist. His strong arms wrapped around her waist, hugging her close to his broad chest.
“Mmmm, feel free to greet me like that every time I come over,” he said, lips curved up into a sweet smile.
Heat washed her cheeks and she returned his smile. “Let’s go. Prepare to be blown away by the movie snack of the century.”
Determined to keep things light and enjoy the movie before “the talk,” Sophie thrust down the lick of panic bubbling in her gut. She’d accomplished next to nothing all afternoon, instead wrestling with whether she needed to tell him about Doug.
The angel on her shoulder whispered to tell him because if they were going to have any kind of relationship, even a friends-with-benefits one, honesty and trust were vital.
The devil urged her to zip it. They’d only known each other a few weeks. What if he lived up to his “Player of Laguna” reputation and expected only a fun fling? Even though he seemed deeper than that. What if she scared him off with a premature talk?
ABOUT CLAIRE MARTI
Claire Marti started writing stories as soon as she was old enough to pick up pencil and paper. After graduating from the University of Virginia with a BA in English Literature, Claire was sidetracked by other careers, including practicing law, selling software for legal publishers, and managing a non-profit animal rescue for a Hollywood actress.
Finally, Claire followed her heart and now focuses on two of her true passions: writing romance and teaching yoga. Her debut, Second Chance in Laguna, released from The Wild Rose Press on March 31, 2017 and is the first in the Finding Forever in Laguna series.
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Claire-Marti/e/B01N9VOWLL/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0
Posted by Rochelle Weber at 11:30 PM
Sunday, May 07, 2017
I’d like to welcome Cheyenne of House of the Rising Son by Trevann Rogers.
RW: What’s your story/back story? Why would someone come up with a story about you?
C: I am an incubus, a sexual demon, but don’t let the “demon” part scare you. I’m also a guitarist, songwriter and singer. It’s the perfect gig for me because I feed on all that sexual energy the audience feels when I perform. You’ll have to ask Trevann why she writes about me. She’s been a fan of mine a long time...I’m sure there are a lot of stories about me in her head.
RW: Can you tell us about your hero?
C: That would be Zander—Alexander. He started out as a fan, and we grew into friends, which turned into...I don’t know what we are but we’re more than friends. Even though we come from very different backgrounds, we have the same kind of problems with our families, and that sort of bonds us.
RW: What problems do you have to face and overcome in your life?
C: My father is the leader of the incubi. He wants me to give up music and work in the family business. I want no part of telling people what to do, let alone being responsible for my whole race. Besides, I have bigger plans.
RW: Do you expect your hero to help or is he the problem?
C: Alexander understands family drama, so he’s willing to help deal with them. He was human when I met him, but the fact that he’s now a Weretiger came in handy when Dad tried to steal my children and we had to rescue them.
RW: Where do you live?
C: I have an apartment in Unakite City.
RW: During what time-period does your story take place?
A. Uh, that’s a freaky question. I live in the present. Don’t you?
RW: Bubble baths or steamy showers? Ocean or mountains? Puppies or kittens? Chocolate or caramel?
C: Nothing better than a steamy shower for two. Can’t choose between mountains and oceans; I like both and can have either with a little effort. Love kittens—just ask Alexander. Kidding! Don’t really ask him that. And chocolate is like sex: Any kind is good, any time.
RW: If you were stranded on a tropical island, who would it be with? You can choose any living, deceased or mythical figure.
C: I would be happy anywhere as long as I have my kids and Alexander with me.
RW: If you came with a warning label, what would it say?
C: Fasten your seatbelt and grab your floatation device. It’s gonna be a wild, wet ride.
RW: Satin sheets or Egyptian cotton?
C: Egyptian cotton. It’s more stable. Satin sheets can be dangerous. You’ll slide right off them…with the right partner.
RW: Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking to me.
C: Hey, it’s been a blast. Thanks for having me.
Trevann Rogers writes urban, fantasy, and LGBT paranormal romances. Her books include House of The Rising Son and its prequel novella, After Midnight. Trevann’s stories incorporate an unquenchable addiction to music, and her love for vampires, weres, incubi and rock stars. Like these elusive creatures, Trevann learned long ago that sometimes being yourself means Living After Midnight.
House of the Rising Son
Sex. Rebellion. Rock and Roll.
An incubus and two toddlers walk into a bar…wait. That’s no joke. That’s Cheyenne’s life, and you weren’t supposed to see them.
Cheyenne, a half-human incubus, is good at keeping secrets. He keeps his music career hidden from his tyrannical father. He keeps his true nature as an incubus secret from the humans whose lust sustains him. And he keeps his children unknown to the incubi, especially the royal family—his family.
As Cheyenne’s musical career takes off, his carefully constructed life begins to unravel, exacerbated by an ex-lover who can’t let go, a crotchety barkeeper with a dirty mind and a pure heart, a drag queen who moonlights as a nanny, and Alexander—who’s not sure if he’s falling for the incubus or the rocker.
His so-called friends and family conspire to make Cheyenne choose between his children and his career, but he isn’t playing that game. He doesn’t buy into the “your kids could save the race” madness. He only has to keep them safe. Besides he’s got bigger plans—he’s going to be a rock star.
Warning: Contains hot were-tiger sex, a Thanksgiving celebration that makes the Inquisition look like a tea party, and an incubus who’ll rock your world.
Duh. They’d been talking about it earlier. Strong emotion set off the transformation. Cheyenne bit the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling. He knew exactly what to do.
“But you let that asshole get the better of you, didn’t you? “Why didn’t you just beat the shit out of him, Zander?”
“I could have. I chose not to hurt him.” Alexander clenched his fists.
The taste of Alexander’s anger stabbed Cheyenne’s senses. He took in the pulsating emotion and returned a wave of fury.
“I chose not to hurt him’,” Cheyenne mocked. “Sure. You rolled over and took his crap just like you take crap from Prudence. Just like you roll over for your father. Just like you roll over and take it from me.” Cheyenne drew back his arm and swung at Alexander.
Alexander grabbed his forearm. “You’re wrong, little man.” His hazel eyes glowed. “I only roll over for you.” He threw back his head and opened his mouth wide with a thundering roar.
Cheyenne staggered backward. Alexander’s face and hands transformed first, as they had in Underhill, misshapen by human standards but majestically feline. Muscles rippled and stretched over elongating bones, bending his body forward onto forelegs. A sea of white and black fur flowed over his evolving body.
The massive new tiger shuddered from head to tail then crouched low, growling. Twice as long as Cheyenne was tall and hundreds of pounds of muscle, Alexander’s tiger embodied beauty and danger.
“Cheyenne stood still and whispered, “Zander, please tell me you’re in there. But quietly. That roar of yours is lethal.”
The tiger tilted his head to the side and chuffed.
“That’s my boy,” Cheyenne cooed.
“Ah, got it. No treating you like a house pet. Check.”
He went over to Alexander and hesitated before extending his hand. “Don’t bite me. I’m going to pet you. I have to. You are so beautiful.”
He held his breath and laid his hand on the tiger’s head, caressing the soft fur. The big cat nuzzled into his palm. “We did it, Zander. I told you we could.”
Alexander batted Cheyenne’s legs.
“Hey.” Cheyenne hit the ground face to face with Alexander. He’d know those eyes anywhere. “It is you inside. I knew it.” He stroked the tiger’s jowl. “I’m positive we can change you back. You already know what it feels like to be in your human body. Just a couple more times changing into your tiger and you’ll have it down pat.”
Alexander bumped his huge head to Cheyenne’s.
“The sun will be up soon. We don’t want to scare the joggers. We better get started.” Cheyenne scooted around to the tiger’s side and dug his cell phone out of his back pocket. “But hang on.” He held the phone in front of them and grinned. “Time for a selfie.”
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