Sunday, July 16, 2017

Darien Scott of Darien’s Desire by Daryl Devoré @daryldevore #Contemporary, #EroticRomance, #MFRWAuthor

I’d like to welcome Darien Scott of Darien’s Desire by Daryl Devoré.

RW:      What’s your story? Why would someone come up with a story about you?

DS:      I’m Darien Scott. Uber famous, multi-Grammy winner, sexy stud, and rock star. Why would somebody come up with a story about me? Let me repeat—I’m Darien Scott.

RW:       Where do you live?

DS:        I currently own three residences: a beach house in Wrightsville Beach, North Carolina, a mansion up near Boone, NC, and a condo in L.A. But being a rock star means I’m usually on the road somewhere. I’d say I’ve spent more time in hotels than in my own homes.

RW:       How are you coping with the conflict in your life?

DS:       Vodka. I know. I know. Bad habit. But being on the road so much means I’m not with Erika. Just being with her makes all my troubles go away. But when I’m in Brazil and she’s in Thailand, that’s when I shift to vodka.

RW:   Bubble baths or steamy showers? Ocean or mountains? Puppies or kittens? Chocolate or caramel?

DS:        This is a fun question. Erika and I have had a couple of hot times in a steamy shower.

Ocean or the mountain is a hard to choose. I have a home in both places.

Puppies or kittens—As I said, I’m always on the road, but I’d love a pack of puppies.

Chocolate or Caramel—warm liquid chocolate dripping down the flesh of the woman I love. It doesn’t get any better than that.

RW:       If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?

DS:      Money isn’t an object which is why I have three fabulous places.

RW:       What is your secret guilty pleasure?

DS:        Vodka shots off the small of Erika’s back.

RW:      Cherries or Bananas? Leather or lace? Black or red? Mud Bath or Oily Massage?

DS:        A bowl of cherries and woman in black lace and a bottle of massage oil. Now that’s a fantasy. Excuse me; have to text something to Erika.

RW:       If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

DS:        Dangerous.

RW:       Party life or quiet dinner for two?

DS:        Being a rock star, I’ve done the party thing. Done it to death. It gets old fast. But I have to maintain the image—sex, drugs and rock’n roll. But, I prefer a quiet night at home, candlelit dinner with Erika

RW:       I love pizza with (fill in the blank).

DS:        I love pizza with a naked Erika next to me.

RW:      Those are all the questions I have for you. Thank you for speaking to me.

DS:       Thank you. And thanks for not asking the over-asked question—Briefs? Boxers? Or Commando?

Meet Daryl Devoré

Daryl Devore (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large salt water aquarium full of fish, a black cat named Licorice, and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.


The Plot

You loved What Happens in Bangkok and want to know what happens next….

It’s complicated is not only her relationship status, but the definition of Erika Bailey’s life. She loves managing her drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand, but her rock-star boyfriend resides in North Carolina. And to top it off, her father threatens she must stay away from Darien or lose the Pink Flamingo. Does she protect her club or her love?

Darien Scott, Grammy award-winning international superstar, wants nothing more than to wake up in the arms of Erika, the woman he loves, but contractual obligations force him to exotic video shoots and an isolated movie set with one of Hollywood’s sexiest stars.

With the feeding frenzy of social media trending every aspect of Darien’s life—real or not—it’s hard for Erika to know the truth. Will she be able to see through the lies and trust Darien? Or will evidence from damaging Internet rumors condemn their relationship?

An Excerpt:

Erika rubbed her palms on her thighs. “Darien went out with his friends and they got a little drunk. Then some girls came over and started chatting.”

“Bitches.” Sandee pursed his lips.

“Oh, I haven’t got to the bitch yet.”

“What?” Sandee pressed his hand on his chest.

“Her name’s Savannah and she’s an ex.”

His eyes widen. “Oh. No. He didn’t. I will bitch slap that boy the next time I see him.” He chuckled. “I think I just channeled Ra-chell.”

“She kissed him. Twice. Then suggested they leave for somewhere more private.”

He placed his hands over his ears. “La la la la. I’m not listening.”

Erika laughed and pulled his hands down. “He didn’t go with her. He went home.”

Sandee scratched his head. “So why are you so sad?”

“He almost did. What if he had?” Her voice broke on the last word.

“Look on the bright side. He didn’t cheat on you.” Sandee held out his hands palm up. “Think of it this way. He went to the donut store. He had a choice between a chocolate covered donut or a bagel.” He lifted his left hand. “Donut.” Then his right hand. “Bagel. The donut has sprinkles. Sprinkles will get a man every time. I oughtta know, I’m awesome with sprinkles.” He fanned himself.

“Trust me Sandee, there is no one as fab-U-lous as you.”

“I know. But back to Darien. Darien wants the donut. He lusts after the donut. His groin is on fire for the sprinkles.”

Erika waved her hand in front of her face. “I’m getting the picture.”

“But did he eat the donut?” Sandee shook his head.

“No. He tossed the donut on her ass.” He flipped his left hand with a pompous sneer.

“Which leaves me being the bagel.” She raised an eyebrow.

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1 comment:

  1. Thanks for letting Darien take over your blog.