First why don't you tell us a little about yourself?
I’m a new author, still getting my feet wet and developing my style. Blood Ties is my second novella released by Bitten Press. I am currently working on the third installment of the series. I’m also currently working on my first novel.
My newest release is Blood Ties, a follow up to Blood Rites. The story picks up where the first novella left off. The blood sacrifices are still there, along with a little more of the erotic elements and some new additions to the story line. Blood Ties was actually meant to set the events in motion for the third installment, which is going to be the most intense novella of the series.
What can we expect from your stories, action, drama, romance, sex, blood and guts?
My stories are along the lines of a somewhat gothic style of horror with a touch of the erotic thrown in. There is, perhaps, a little in the way of romance and there is certainly blood.
Do you have a favorite character in your stories? Who? and Why?
I think my favorite character is Beth. She begins as an innocent young woman looking for work to help support her family. Through her experiences, she becomes a little tougher. She’s a character who goes through changes.
Give us an interesting fun fact or a few about your book or series:
My books, so far, are somewhat historic. They take place in days before automobiles, electricity or phones. I found this challenging but have come to enjoy placing these boundaries in some stories.
Has there been any other authors who have inspired your work or helped you out with your stories?
I discovered Bitten Press when I read a book by Andrea Bellmont called Vampire, which I enjoyed. I’ve had the pleasure of working with her and everyone at Bitten since releasing my first novella. Since then, I have had some communication with some other Bitten authors. So I would have to say that Andrea has been an inspiration and extremely helpful to my writing.
What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?
If they like the book, tell a friend. Spreading the word about an author is the best way to help. And, of course, contact me. I am always happy to talk to people who have read my work.
Do you have any tips for readers or advice for other writers trying to get published?
If you’re a reader, look for books that seem interesting. Ask others for suggestions in the style you like. If you’re an author, write what you enjoy, it comes across as more real and believable that way. If you love it, chances are someone else will love it. A big thing would also be to develop your characters. Make them real, describe them and give them some history. People like to read about a character they can relate to.
Do you have a favorite author? If yes, what draws you to that person’s work?
I have many favorite authors. I think the first one I can remember following was Brian Lumley, who wrote the Necroscope series. His books pushed the limits, in some ways. He could draw you into the story, making you almost feel what the characters felt. He was very descriptive so you could envision the surroundings as if you were there.
Can you remember one of the first things you wrote? What makes it memorable?
The first things I wrote were just the beginnings of what I’d planned to make into novels. Unfortunately, I never finished them and they are long gone. I wrote them with a pen on a pad of paper, since I didn’t have a computer back then.
Where do you gather most of the inspiration for your work?
Anywhere I can find it. I’ve learned to carry a recorder with me because you just never know when inspiration might hit.
Do you have any other interesting hobbies, pets or stories you would like to share?
I was actually a musician before becoming a writer. I was in a few metal and hard rock bands. Music is now just a hobby I occasionally indulge in. I still have a room I converted into a small studio so I can record. Now, my studio is also my writing room.
Favorite places to travel or visit?
I don’t travel much but I’m not too far from Tombstone. If you ever get the chance to go there, you won’t be disappointed,
Now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us: Include links to where we can find your work)
Anna was tired after her exertion. She wanted to lie down and rest but she also wanted more blood. Her hunger for it and her desire to shed it had become insatiable. It alarmed her, yet she felt as though she lived for it. Such a change from who she was less than a week ago.
She trudged along the sidewalk, peering in windows. People were settled in for the evening, most preparing for bed. Well, women were settling in, anyway. In many of the places, the men seemed to be absent. Either that or they were already in bed.
As she passed the pub, she saw fewer men inside than usual. Normally buzzing with activity and drunken men, the place was nearly abandoned. Come to think of it, the whole village was like a ghost town. Where were all the men?
She wasn’t sure whether or not to worry. All she had in mind was going back to the shack. The rain had picked up, pushing her to seek shelter with her friend, Beth. She was almost to the edge of the village, where she could take the old path leading to the small, dilapidated structure.
She stopped as a young man came around the corner of the print shop, just past the pub. He seemed as surprised as she was. His brown eyes were wide, his mouth agape for a moment. The only sound that broke the full minute of silence was the loud crack of thunder.
She looked him up and down. His brown hair clung to his head, wet with rain. The two days of stubble covering his jaw and the dark circles beneath his eyes indicated he was lacking rest. He was unfamiliar to her, possibly new to the village.
“Are you lost?” The young man asked.
“No, I’m just out for a walk,” she answered. “I’ve not seen you before. Are you new to the area?”
“Just passing through or have you moved here?”
His eyes were scanning her as he responded. “Time will tell, I suppose. I haven’t decided, yet.”
“Maybe you just need a friendly face to show you some local hospitality to help you make up your mind.”
She closed the gap between them, a large smile spreading across her lips. She touched his face with one hand, the other going to his chest.
“I’ve met very few women with red hair,” The man admitted.
“Once you’ve had a redhead, you will never forget the experience,” she purred.
“Is that fact?”
“That’s a fact. You’ll never have such a wild night again.”
“Perhaps I could show you a wild time, as well,” he said with a smile.
She could feel his heartbeat quicken beneath her hand. He didn’t pull away, showed no signs of shyness. She moved her face close and pressed her lips against his. They embraced in a long kiss before he pulled his mouth away from hers, moving it close to her ear.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere, Anna,” he whispered.
She broke the embrace and moved away from him. “How do you know my name? Who are you?”
“My name is Henry Lewis. I’m working with Justice Horton.”
Her hand went to her lips. She knew nothing about Henry Lewis but she was well aware of Horton. She back away, slowly. The smile never left his mouth. Should she kill him and run?
“I’ve got her,” Henry yelled, obviously signaling others.
She glanced around, finding no weapons in sight. There was no time to kill him, she would only slow herself down. She did the only thing she could think of. She balled her hand into a fist and struck him in the face. He staggered for a moment, slightly dazed.
She turned to run, only to find herself facing a mob of angry looking men and women, armed with axes, pickaxes and other primitive weapons. As the people surrounded her, she realized the terrifying gravity of her situation: She was trapped!
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