Love to! Let me just give you the blurb.
Alexander Barrington flees his tyrannical uncle for the open seas where he becomes a ruthless pirate who turns vampire.
Captured and sentenced to hang, a fate he must avoid to keep his vampire self hidden, a reprieve comes if he rescues Lady Lavinia Sinclair from the French pirates and returns her to her fiance in England.
Alexander falls for the woman who makes him feel human and alive, but can he really have her without exposing what he is - a thief, the undead? The damned? Refusing to taint her innocence any further, he erases her memory of him and vanishes into the night but can he really exist without her?
For anyone who likes Regency and or paranormal, that blurb is irresistible. What drew you to this story?
I wanted to write about pirates and I read a lot of Regencies so wanted that time. I started it when I decided to twist it and make my hero not only a pirate but a vampire as well – a different hook, you can say. Probably the biggest influences for both angles, pirate and vampire come from Pirates of the Caribbean and The Vampire Diaries.
Would you give everyone a little further taste (no pun intended)?
Her Eternal RogueAlexander pulled her into his embrace, keeping the respectable distance though his eyes caressed her intimately. She flushed with excitement. He seemed to know the dance and picked up the beat, swirling her about the room. Handsome, with a cocky smile on his face and merriment in his eyes, he whirled her through the steps with expertise. She fought enjoying herself but the whiff of his scent, the aroma of spice and the ocean, enticed her to remember the summer not long ago and being—
She opened her eyes and glared at him. “That was inconceivably rude.”
“No,” he countered. “I broke in, he released you to me. All perfect English manners.”
“You shouldn’t be dancing with me,” she said harshly. “Especially a waltz.”
“This dance is perfect for lovers,” he replied with a seductive tone. “Or have you taken Monroe as your lover? Frankly, if so, the way he relinquished you to another does not prove any quality. You could do better.” He swung her around the next turn, closer to the edge of the floor.
“How dare you! I have done no such thing and for you to accuse me of—”
They were at the edge of the dance floor, near the opened windows that led to the terrace. Alexander stopped and pulled her closer, behind a statue near the doors. “Darlin',” he said, his voice holding more of the West Indies sway. “Surely ye know the laws concerning matrimony.” He looked her straight in the eye, a half grin on his lips that didn’t reach his eyes. “Knowin’ it’s illegal to marry yer deceased husband’s brother, my dear.”
She furrowed her brows. “What are you referring to, sir?” She turned, trying to find Nicholas, and opened her mouth to call for him, ignoring the commotion that would create.
He stopped them on the dance floor and took her out of the ballroom with lightning vampiric speed. “I am the deceased husband, Lavinia, and you married my brother.”
She shook her head vehemently. “I did not marry you—”
“Darlin', but I’m afraid we were married on board The Lily,” he told her quietly, his voice factual.
“As captain of a ship, I am the law—”
“I don’t remember any marriage ceremony, no vows exchanged.” She searched her memory frantically, looking for some truth in his declaration. The scene came crashing into her mind: standing on deck with those three vile pirates, and him protecting her, claiming her…
He said nothing.
“You’re lying.” A chill raced down her spine. “How can that be marriage? A vampire? A pirate? A dead man?”
“Sweetheart, keep your voice down,” he said, his voice calm as he encircled her waist. “Tell me how we are not.” He bent, sealing his lips over hers.
What’s your next project?
I’m working on the next story for Alexander and on a Civil War trilogy.
Great! And I know you have more than one title coming out this year. Lady, you have been busy. What an accomplishment. I hope you'll come back and tell us about those upcoming book. What one tip would you offer writers?
Grit and determination. As a writer I know says, its not normal to a person to sit down and write 100,000 words so…to do so is an accomplishment – and only the beginning. J
*How do your stories ‘come to you’ at first--through characters, setting, story line?
That depends. Characters primarily – those voices that don’t shut up & demand to be heard.
Where is your special place to write?
Hmmmm A lot of it forms when I’m with my horse, because I don’t have any interruptions, like my phone going off with emails/texts/calls so my muse can play. Otherwise, my writing writing is at home, on my computer.
Distance (like when I’m with my horse, its in a field, not even close to pen & paper!) and work.
Gina, thanks so much for being here today. We'll be looking forward to your next visit and hearing all about the upcoming books.