Welcome to JBR. We are happy to have Sable Hunter with us today.
First why don't you tell us a little about yourself?
Sure, I am Sable Hunter and I love to write. I’m proud of being from the south. Louisiana and Texas are my homes, I split my time between them. So, I feel the western and Cajun culture has found its way into every facet of my work. I’m a hopeless romantic, lost in my own head, and that’s where all of my stories come from. I guess that’s all there is to say. I love what I do and I have a lot of projects on the horizon. Oh yeah, I have a thing for cowboys.
Newest release?
Ooh, I’m glad you asked. A few very talented authors and I are releasing a compilation on November
fifteenth. It’s called “Santa Wore Spurs” and, as you can probably guess, they are western-themed stories that occur around Christmastime. I’m really excited about it. My novella in it is called “Breath Of Heaven” and it will be the introductory story to a brand new series I am starting called El Camino Real. I’m so excited. The wonderful authors with whom I will be releasing this book are Desiree Holt, Becky McGraw, and Sandy Sullivan. Look for it!
What can we expect from your stories, action, drama, romance, sex, blood and guts?
They are, above all else, romance novels, and everything that comes along with that. There is sex and
drama, definitely. I do sprinkle in action here and there, and there is seldom blood, but sometimes the story necessitates it. I want my readers to feel the simmering glow of falling in love for the first time, of having your heart stolen and letting a man prove his truth to you. Those come first, then they can punch a few people.
Do you have a favorite character in your stories? Who? and Why?
Aron McCoy was one of my first characters. He was the leading fella in “Cowboy Heat.” I poured
everything I had into him. He really, truly was my perfect man, and it’s easy to tell. I haven’t been able to let him go. He has been mentioned in so many books of mine since then. That book, which was
originally intended to be a solo exposition, became a very long series that is continuing to this day. He has inspired a series-wide mystery and even been mentioned in a few other works of mine. He is my favorite character, and the perfect man, but he is also a symbol of why I do this in the first place: to create something that makes dreams come true.
How about your least favorite character? What makes them less appealing to you?
Hmmm, hard to say. They all play a role, and are therefore necessary. If I had to pick, I would say the
(primary) antagonist of “Badass” was the most despicable character I created. Ajax was a dom in the Texas BDSM community who mistreated women and generally behaved deplorably every way you look at it. He makes me cringe a little bit to this day. But, I’m glad I have him, he plays a part in the story and it has a happy ending, and I LOVE happy endings.
Give us an interesting fun fact or a few about your book or series:
I try to learn things as I research to write, and in turn, I like to teach those things to my readers as they read. Jess makes fun of me because of the way I slip in little factoids and lessons into the books. For example, in “Forget Me Never,” I included a few paragraphs teaching the reader about Spanish moss. It wasn’t necessary to the story, but in my opinion, it helped the reader become more immersed in the world I was creating. If I can do things like that, then the reader will not only enjoy the journey, but they will feel like part of it.
Also, and no one knows this, but all of series are related. From Texas Heat to Moon Magick, to Hill
Country Heart, Hell Yeah and El Camino Real. At some point in the future, I’ll tie all the loose ends
together and maybe sponsor a family reunion!
Has there been any other authors who have inspired your work or helped you out with your stories?
Oh yes. I have been influenced and motivated by so many amazing authors out there. If I have to pick just a few to be the most influential, then I would have to pick Cherise Sinclair, Maya Banks, Sarah
McCarty and Lora Leigh. I read their work when I want to lose myself in fantasy and that feeds me to have fantasies of my own.
What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?
Read it! Tell your friends! Communicate with me. Tell me what you like and don’t like so I can continue to improve. Become a part of the process. I LOVE my readers and I do this for them. I want them to be involved. Every bit of success I’ve had so far is due in no small part to each individual reader that purchased my work, enjoyed it or told a friend. So keep doing what you’re doing!
Do you have any tips for readers or advice for other writers trying to get published?
Yes. I do. Don’t stop dreaming. What people want is an escape to somewhere they don’t get to go
every day. Allow your dream to come true on paper in front of you so that someone else can go on that journey also. If it makes you happy to write it, it will make someone happy to read it. I’m confident in that. Also, now is the time. There has never been a more author-friendly period in history – the doors are open to succeed. I encourage you to take a risk and go for it!
Do you have a favorite author? If yes, what draws you to that person’s work?
Lorelei James is my favorite. She writes a cowboy series that I absolutely adore. I never miss one of her works.
Can you remember one of the first things you wrote? What makes it memorable?
One of the first stories I wrote was “Cowboy Heat,” the one with Aron. It’s memorable because it was influential for me. So much of the success I’ve experienced was from a book that was a variation, sequel or spin-off of that book. That story began a universe in which living, breathing characters took over and did the story-telling for me. A lot of times, I don’t need to make decisions for the plot progression, I just allow the characters I have created to behave like themselves and the world just keeps growing and growing.
Where do you gather most of the inspiration for your works?
It could be from anywhere. My books have been inspired by dreams, news stories, pictures, family
memories, stupid things Jess does, and quite a few from fantasies my brain invents just to make me
happy. I tell stories I wish were true about me, and then I add in events and details that really did
happen to me, and then I wrap it up with a bow and share it with the world.
Do you have any other interesting hobbies, pets or stories you would like to share?
Yes. I love to cook and I am fascinated by ghosts and spirits. I’m planning on going ghost-hunting
tonight actually. I have my night-vision goggles, some infra-red stuff and audio recorders, a bunch of
things I love to play with. This is my favorite time of the year because of the weather and other things, but a big part of that is Halloween and Dia de los Muertos and all the spooky lore and goings-on. I’ve put a little bit of the supernatural, hoodoo and mystery into the books as well.
Favorite places to travel or visit?
New Orleans is the best city to visit, bar none. The best food in the world, the best music in the world,
the best people in the world, and all of the superstition and mythology that excites me. It’s been in my family for hundreds of years and I can feel it in my blood today. I wept when Katrina hit and I jumped for joy when the Saints won the Superbowl. Eat at Lagasse’s Nola when you go, take a stroll around Jackson Square, grab a muffalata, cast a few spells and listen to some incredible jazz and zydeco on the busy city streets.
Here’s an excerpt from BREATH OF HEAVEN El Camino Real – The Beginning part of the SANTA WITH SPURS anthology.
“You do realize we’ll kill each other.”
Jase held up his hands in the same defensive posture he’d utilized for their entire
history as siblings. Abby was small, but feisty. As the only sister of five brothers, she’d
learned early on to talk loudly and carry a big stick. “He understands the situation and he
knows you well. I’m sure he’ll arrive in a helmet and body armor.”
“Cade had best wear a cup if he knows what’s good for him. I’m gonna knee him in
the nuts if he messes with me,” Abby grumbled just as a blast of icy wind swept through the
house.
“Now, is that any way to greet an old friend for Christmas?”
Cade. A thousand emotions hit her like a tsunami. Longing. Lust. Regret.
“Are you glad to see me, Abilene?”
Damn his ornery hide, he knew she hated the name Abilene. “Glad is not the best
word for it, Cade. Irritated would be a more appropriate term.” She didn’t know which was
worse, being rude or lying. As far as Cade was concerned, rudeness was Abby’s mode of
self-defense. Lying to him was preferable. It was better than embarrassing them both with
the truth.
Cade sauntered to the fireplace to warm his hands, inspecting the family
photographs on the mantel. “I told you this wouldn’t work, Jase. Frankly, I’d rather room
with a cranky skunk than put up with your sister’s snarly attitude. Why isn’t my photo up
here? I’m family.”
“Your photo’s on display at the Post Office.” Abby braced herself to face her nemesis.
She steeled her resolve to react in the manner to which they’d become accustomed. Wiping
her hands on a dishtowel, she turned. Slowly.
Wham! There it was.
No matter how often she laid eyes on him, no matter if it was from the rodeo arena
stands, watching him on TV or sitting across from him at the dinner table, the effect was
always the same. Her knees went weak. Her heart pounded. Her nipples hardened and her
pussy creamed.
Cade Tallbull was the sexiest man alive. Bar none.
Also, no one could make her madder faster than this egotistical, arrogant,
sanctimonious Don Juan in spurs. “Skunk? Snarly?” Abby put her hands on her hips, flung
her hair over her shoulder, narrowed her eyes and threw back her shoulders. “I’ll have
you know I’m an absolute living doll. I’m sweet, thoughtful and kind. And if you don’t quit
grinning at me like an idiot, I’m going to brain you with this skillet.” She picked one up off
the stove and weighed it in her hand.
“Ah, that’s my cue to leave. I’m glad to see you two enjoying each other’s company,
just like normal.” Jase began making his way toward the front door, stepping lightly as if
traversing a mine field.
Cade stood behind the leather sofa with arms folded, facing Abby as if he were
contemplating a duel. “Catch you tomorrow, Jase, and thanks for abandoning me in the
enemy camp.”
Abby noticed Cade and Jase exchanging a knowing look. Jase slapped his best friend
on the shoulder. “Be careful. She’s armed.”
Cade snorted. “Your sister is lethal. But I do enjoy a challenge. Taming flighty, feisty
fillies is my specialty.”
Jase put on his coat, easing out as Abby grumbled. Cade ducked and a rosy red
apple bounced off the door. “Tame me?” She picked up another apple and considered her
target. “You don’t have the balls, Tallbull.” Even as she threw down the gauntlet, she knew
she’d made a mistake. Abby had just waved a red cape in the face of the biggest bull Alpha
in Texas. Damn! Why did he have to be so good-looking? Every time she was near him,
her whole body went into sexual shell-shock. Six-foot three, two-hundred forty pounds,
perfectly ripped, wide shoulders, coal black eyes, dark hair and enough scruff to make him
look like an old west desperado. Yea, he was gorgeous and she wanted to run for the hills.
Cade began to move toward her. Slowly. Abby was no fool. She started backing up.
“Au contraire, my dear.” He cupped his oversize package and bucked his hips toward
her. She jumped. “Do I make you nervous, Buttercup?” Cade wanted to lick the fluttering
pulse point at the base of her neck so badly, he could taste it. “I’m hung, Abby. I have a yard
of hard, a battleship full of balls and enough hair—”
“Stop it!” She couldn’t take anymore! Before Abby knew it, he had her backed
against the wall. “You Are Out Of Line,” she growled.
Placing one hand on either side of her head, Cade leaned over and looked her right
in the eye. A scant quarter of an inch separated their bodies. Her breasts were straining
to touch his chest. Lowering his voice, he whispered in her ear. “A moment ago, when you
thrust your shoulders back, did you know it made me want to suck your nipples?”
I hope you’ll read ‘Santa Wore Spurs’ – coming in November. Sable Hunter
Thank you for visiting with us here at JBR. We wish you much continued success.
Julie Ramsey
ADM, JBR
One of my favorite authors. LOVE her books.
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