Happy February everyone! Today i'm happy to have author Taryn Kincaid as my guest. She's here to tell us a little about herself and introduce us to her third erotic paranormal for Decadent Publishing's fabulous 1Night Stand series.
Taryn will be hanging around all day, so leave a comment and offer her support. Chocolate and swag are included... In time for Valentine's Day!
1. Can you tell us a little bit about yourself?
Why, sure! When we were playing around with FROST, my editor at Decadent Publishing, the wonderful Valerie Mann, decided my “official” bio was too boring. So we played around with it. It doesn’t show up in FROST, but I think I’ll be using it from now on! Here’s a sneak peek:
Taryn Kincaid lives in beautiful
Or wishes she did. When she's not parasailing up and down the Hudson River,
taking care of her aging pet walrus, or volunteering at the local animal
shelter [oh, HELL, no], she loves to arrange her voodoo doll-pin collection
and practice chanting. Taryn is dedicated to eradicating the Kardashians and
Honey Boo-Book from the face of the earth, along with The Bieb and sparkly
vampires. At this moment, she is busy adjusting the tin foil to throw the CIA
(Culinary Institute of )
off her trail. She hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her
trillions of fans and pops in at Goodreads from time to time. America
2. What do you do when you are not writing?
Well, much as I’d love to say “George Clooney,” alas, no. Evil day job, reading romance, phoning for take-out, TV. Yes. Just that boring.
3. How did you choose the genre you write in?
It actually chose me. I’d thought of myself as a writer of Regencies primarily. But as a lark, I started writing SLEEPY HOLLOW DREAMS, a short, quirky Halloween story set in mystical Sleepy Hollow and submitted it to The Wild Rose Press’ paranormal line. Since the hero of that story’s curse and job was to keep the heroine, uh, happy...TWRP thought it was more suited for their erotic line...if I added just a little more heat! LOL! When I learned about Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series, and the intriguing Madame Eve, erotic paranormals set in Sleepy Hollow seemed a natural fit! So I returned to that HOTbed of a village, where things go bump in the night!
4. Where do you get your ideas?
The shower. Sometimes the car.
5. Do you ever experience writer’s block?
Who, me? BWAHAHAHAHAHA.
6. Do you work with an outline, or just write?
7. Just write. Which is probably what leads, on occasion, to #5 above. Would love to be able to outline, but Just. Can’t. Do. It. Need the idea, and the characters, and then need the characters to take me away and tell me what they want to do, what they want to say, where they want to go.
8. Have you written a book you love that you have not been able to get published?
Oh, yes. The book of my heart is collecting dust. I love the hero. I envisioned it as the first of a futuristic paranormal series set on a planet that very much resembles earth. Unfortunately, it’s in first person, present tense and it doesn’t seem to grab people the way it grabs me. So after a couple of contests and a couple of agent/publisher submissions, I gave it a rest. I will go back to it one day.
9. Can you tell us about your upcoming book?
Thanks for asking! FROST is my third erotic paranormal for Decadent Publishing. (Sleepy Hollow Book 3). It’s another 1Night Stand. The heroine is Dagney Night, a succubus and it takes place the night before Valentine’s Day! Although Dag is the sister of Lily Night, the heroine of LIGHTNING, Book 1 of the series, and although Lily and her squeeze, Campbell Jones, make a brief cameo appearance, it’s a stand alone book.
10. How did you come up with the title?
The other books in the series are LIGHTNING and THUNDER. So since the hero, Maxwell Raines, is a fire-sex demon who completely melts the heroine, FROST was the way to go!
11. What project are you working on now?
Dagney Night, a sought-after succubus, is no stranger to blazing hot sex. But as Valentine’s Day approaches, she longs for something more. When oddly erotic paintings arrive for display at her art gallery, arousing everyone who views them, she wonders about the mysterious artist who created the works.
Maxwell Raines, a fire-sex demon, lives a life of solitude and seclusion behind the walls of his compound at Sleepy Hollow, channeling his lustful impulses into his art—until his muse deserts him and his temperature rises past the danger point. He needs sex. Now.
When Madame Evangeline arranges a torrid Valentine’s 1Night Stand for them, will the flames of their encounter be too hot to handle?
Dagney followed her sister’s glance, and her heart flipped like a gymnast unable to nail a vault. Darkness swathed the gallery with the exception of the lights above or below each of the paintings. The large man emerging from the shadows held her rapt. Waves of pure, unadulterated lust smacked her with such force she didn’t even see Lily and Campbell leave. The blast of raw desire crumpled her to the floor. Her gaze remained riveted on the tall hunk of ferocious male stalking toward her, radiating undiluted carnality. He set something carefully on the floor and grasped her by the elbows, his touch surprisingly gentle when he lifted her to her feet.
“I’m Maxwell Raines.”
Yeah. No kidding. Who else could a guy so hot, so studly, possibly be?
She told herself not to swoon. Ordered herself not to swoon. But, Goddess, that rumbling voice. More potent than a train barreling over the tracks. And he smelled so good. Sinfully masculine. A bit of musk, a bite of pine, an essence of dark, smoky nights. Sexy scents. Reminiscent of tangled satin sheets that had been given a good work-out.
Her legs turned to rubber, and she doubted they’d support her on their own. She’d be mortified if he’d have to scrape her puddled body up again. But he hadn’t yet relaxed his grip. Could she bullshit her way through the meeting without collapsing? “You’re late,” she said.
“I’m never late.”
“Well, the party’s over, Mr. Raines.” She waved a hand around the empty room.
“Depends on your perspective.”
“You’re big on perspective, are you?”
“I’m a painter.” A brief shrug accompanied his blunt words. “Obvious connection.”
“Right. But as you can see, everyone’s left.”
“You haven’t.” He gazed down at her, a black brow flaring. “And you’re what I’m here for.”
Links to Taryn's books!
You can catch her on her website, http://tarynkincaid.com, and her blog, http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com where she lives for comments!
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