Guest Blogger: Laura Kaye

Today, I have guest blogger Laura Kaye

Tell us a little about yourself.

Sure, and thanks for having me here! I write paranormal, contemporary and erotic romance (genre-hopper, here!) and have books coming out in all three over the coming months. I live in Maryland right on the Chesapeake Bay, and really enjoy gazing out over the water. I’ve been married for

15 years come this October and have two daughters, ages 7 and almost 5, and one bad dog.

What do like the most and the least about writing?

I love the creativity of it and how, every time I sit down to the computer, something new happens. I love those moments in your story when something totally unexpected happens with your characters or plot. And,

I especially love writing “Th

e End” on the last page

of a draft—it’s completely thrilling! Not to mention, what’s more satisfying than hearing people’s response to your writing? Granted, the negative reviews can be hard to hear, but more often than not people respond with enthusiasm and excitement, and it’s like eating the finest chocolate! LOL I probably least like that I don’t have as much time to devote to writing as I’d like. Oh, and I hate writing synopses! *grimaces*

Give us a peek into your latest published work?

My heart may not beat, but that doesn’t mean it’s not broken.

After an isolated century mourning the murder of my long-ago family, I crave the irresistible scents of joy and love that radiate from my new neighbors, a single mother and her young daughter. I’m starved for their blood, and for the healing respite from my ancient grief that will accompany drinking down their life-giving emotions. Now to lure them in.

But they surprise me. Little Olivia accepts me without fear or reservation—talking, smiling, offering innocent affection that tugs at my long-lost humanity. Her mother, Samantha, seeks me out when she should stay away, offering sweet f

riendship, and calling to

the forgotten man in me. They lure me in.

Aw, Dio, Lucien, run and spare them while you can…

What’s next on the writing horizon for you?

The first thing I have to do is revise the women’s fiction manuscript I completed in January. It needed some time to simmer, and now I’m really excited to come back to it! The next new thing I’ll be writing is book two in the fantasy romance series based on the Greek Anemoi (directional wind gods associated with the seasons) I just sold to Entangled Publishing. Book one, North of Need, comes out November 2011.

Is there anything you want to tell readers?

Just, thank you, thank you to everyone who buys, reads, reviews! To me, books are a partnership between authors and readers, so I have mad love for readers!

Excerpt from Forever Freed:

She stepped forward again and stood just at my knees.

I watched her movements with wonder and need. The atmosphere between us thickened and sparked. Samantha looked up at me shyly, but with clear purpose.

“Lucien?

”

“Hmm?” I gripped the edge of the table lest I reach out and pull her flush against my body.

She leaned in further and placed her fingertips on my kn

ees. Electrical impulses ripped up my thighs and settled into the thick organ between my legs.

“Kiss me?”

My breath caught in my throat. My original plan for her made it blasphemous for me to consider accepting her affection. But I wanted it desperately. Wanted her.

We leaned towards one another. I strained to be vigilant in my control. I met her lips tenderly, not wanting to take more risk than I already was. But then she took another step forward and fit herself tight between my legs. She moved her hands to my shoulders. Her heart hammered between our chests.

I needed to be careful, but I had to hold her. I released the table’s edge and wound my hands around her, tangling one in the soft, fine hair behind her head and snaking the other around her narrow waist. Her life thrummed in my arms. I had gone so long without affectionate touch that this felt beyond miraculous. It was simply irresistible.

I was so hungry for her, but not for her blood. I deepened the kiss and stroked my tongue

with need and want against hers. Exploring her mouth with abandon, I groaned at the sweetness of her taste and thrilled at being inside of her.

Oh,

dolcezza. The taste of her joy, her vivacious personality, the way she loved Ollie, her acceptance of me—everything about her bespoke her sweetness. Her heat seared me. I pulled her in tighter and relished the throb of her pulse against my skin.

She moaned. Her hands found my hair, stroking, pulling, fisting. Had my eyes been open they would have rolled back into my head. Hot feelings of ecstasy roared out of her and into me, and I groaned as I struggled to keep my fangs from stretching out. I pursued her touch, her kiss, again and again. She returned what I gave her with equal fervor.

Minutes passed before she finally pulled away. I released her reluctantly and smiled when she bit her lower lip and grinned up at me. I tasted her happiness and her exhilaration,

but some of what I was feeling was my own. And that was a miracle.

Find Laura on the interwebz:

Website: http://www.LauraKayeAuthor.com

Blog: http://laurakayeauthor.blogspot.com

Faceboo

k: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/laurakayeauthor

Twitter: @laurakayeauth

or

Publisher Website: http://thewildrosepress.com/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=800

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3703867

Laura’s Book Trailers for Hearts in Darkness and Forever Freed: http://www.youtube.com/user/LauraKayeAuthor?feature=mhum

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