Interview with Kelliea Ashley:
What
3 things do you need in order to write?
Three things I need to write: my
laptop, my index cards to keep track of details, and my lap warmer named
Copperkitty.
When
did you decide you wanted to be a writer?
I was twelve years old. I was sitting
in the lounge of the small extension of Mater Dei College. My mother was taking
college courses and she didn't have childcare for me. I was a quiet bookworm,
so the staff didn't mind me waiting for her. To keep myself busy I started
jotting down a small children's story about a trouble seeking kitten. Once I
started writing, I didn't stop.
Tell
us what Enemy Mine is all about.
Enemy Mine is a Paranormal Romance
about a Romeo and Juliet type of couple. Rissa is a Witch and Travis,her love
interest is a Guardian of the Light, a sworn enemy of anyone who wields magic.
He seeks her out intending to use her to infiltrate her Coven, but soon finds
himself tempted by her beauty and sweet nature.
Dish,
who’s your favorite character?
My favorite character in Enemy Mine is Rissa's
familiar. Theophyline is a fire cracker. She has attitude and isn't afraid to
say what's on her kitty mind.
What
would you say is Rissa's most prized possession?
Her most prized possession
before Travis came into her life was Theophyline, but after she loses her, his
amulet becomes priceless to her.
For all of us impatient readers, what is up next for you?
For all of us impatient readers, what is up next for you?
I am currently in
edit on a Christmas release for Breathless Press. I have also entered the
Nanowrimo contest. I've been asked repeatedly to write a romance about the
secondary characters from my very first release, Winter Gifts. I hope to have
Spring's Promise finished at the end of November. Cross your fingers for me.
Describe yourself in 140 characters or less.
Describe yourself in 140 characters or less.
I'm a woman who isn't afraid to
try new things. I've held an eclectic array of jobs from nurses aid to a DJ to
a dairy farmer. I'm goal oriented and anal about deadlines. I love writing and
to see my name attached to an e-book is a dream come true. I have a very
supportive family and friends standing behind me in everything I do. My husband
and my furbabies are the most important things in my life, so writing is the
icing on my cake.
What do you enjoy doing when you aren’t writing?
What do you enjoy doing when you aren’t writing?
I really enjoy spending time
with my husband. Josh is a fun person to be around and he knows how to make me
laugh when I need it most.
Publisher: Breathless Press
Publish Date: Nov. 1, 2013
ISBN: 978-1-77101-179-2
Blurb:
Witches
and Guardians are mortal enemies, but when Rissalynn finds herself Travis
Holt's target fighting him is the last thing she wants to do.
Rissalynn
Jennings is a Witch promised to a Warlock she doesn't want. When she goes to a
secluded cabin to hide from her upcoming nuptials, she receives an unexpected
visitor. The Guardian is her mortal enemy, blood-bound to kill her kind. She
never expected to feel an undeniable attraction for Travis Holt, but one touch
on a moonlit night is all she needs to know she belongs in his arms.
Travis
has carried a gut-deep hatred for all Witches since the deaths of his parents.
He joined the Guardians of the Light in order to annihilate their evil and
cleanse the earth of their blood. He sought out the Witch with subterfuge and
treachery on his mind, but after he's tasted her lips will he be able to take
her life when the opportunity presents itself?
Excerpt:
His solid shoulders flexed beneath her hands, sending a jolt of physical awareness through Rissa that she didn't fully understand. She found herself caught in his dark eyes, as if she might drowned in the sweet depths of his soul. He was stronger than she'd given him credit for. She'd taunted him as a means of pushing him to reveal his true self and his plan to destroy her. She hadn't counted on him being bold enough to take her teasing as a challenge to his manhood. There was no doubt about his virile prowess with the hard length of manhood pressing against her lower belly. Rissa swallowed a moan as a tingling sensation preceded a delicious throbbing between her legs.
Holt's masculine grin sent a shiver down her spine in a mixed reaction of fear and excitement. She'd come to the mountains to escape her future, and the Goddess, in her divine wisdom, was throwing a strong vibrant male in her path. She wondered if he was the answer to her prayers or the end of her torment. Life or death, the path would be something she would not regret later.
"The tempting vixen is suddenly without words?" Small lines crinkled at the corners of his eyes as he stared down at her. Rissa found him devastatingly handsome, and though he was also disgustingly arrogant, his quit-witted repartee and blatant sexuality made him impossible to dismiss. A ride with this man would definitely be all kinds of hot, sweaty fun, leaving him worlds away from her intended groom. Her heart nearly broke as she could almost see the invisible binds of her family's expectations wrapping around her, binding her to a life that would surely leave her an empty shell of misery. They wanted her to marry for breeding and bloodlines, but it went against every dream she carried with her of finding the other half of her soul.
Rissa experimentally moved her hands down over his warm shoulders, her eyes watching her hands as her palms smoothed over hard muscles and rough skin to land on his firm chest. Beneath her left palm his heart beat a quick, fierce rhythm of life. Her fingers trembled as she stared at her hands resting on his naked flesh. He was real, he was a promise of rebirth, and he may be her enemy, but Travis Holt's caress touched her down deep in her soul, where she had always followed. Slowly, she raised her head, her eyes locking with his. She felt the strings attempting to bind them together and chose her path with a heavy breath.
"Do I tempt you, Mr. Holt?" His eyes dilated as his hands clenched on her trim waist. "Be tempted. Kiss me." She demanded with a confidence that built within her as his heart hammered against her palm in an accelerated beat.
"I don't think that would be wise. I don't even know your name." His jaw clenched as her nails lightly scored his chest.
"I am Rissa Jennings." She whispered as she reached up to thrust her hand in his hair to pull him down to her. Their lips brushed lightly, a testing kiss that had her blood singing through her veins with a magical call that she could not ignore.
Holt's masculine grin sent a shiver down her spine in a mixed reaction of fear and excitement. She'd come to the mountains to escape her future, and the Goddess, in her divine wisdom, was throwing a strong vibrant male in her path. She wondered if he was the answer to her prayers or the end of her torment. Life or death, the path would be something she would not regret later.
"The tempting vixen is suddenly without words?" Small lines crinkled at the corners of his eyes as he stared down at her. Rissa found him devastatingly handsome, and though he was also disgustingly arrogant, his quit-witted repartee and blatant sexuality made him impossible to dismiss. A ride with this man would definitely be all kinds of hot, sweaty fun, leaving him worlds away from her intended groom. Her heart nearly broke as she could almost see the invisible binds of her family's expectations wrapping around her, binding her to a life that would surely leave her an empty shell of misery. They wanted her to marry for breeding and bloodlines, but it went against every dream she carried with her of finding the other half of her soul.
Rissa experimentally moved her hands down over his warm shoulders, her eyes watching her hands as her palms smoothed over hard muscles and rough skin to land on his firm chest. Beneath her left palm his heart beat a quick, fierce rhythm of life. Her fingers trembled as she stared at her hands resting on his naked flesh. He was real, he was a promise of rebirth, and he may be her enemy, but Travis Holt's caress touched her down deep in her soul, where she had always followed. Slowly, she raised her head, her eyes locking with his. She felt the strings attempting to bind them together and chose her path with a heavy breath.
"Do I tempt you, Mr. Holt?" His eyes dilated as his hands clenched on her trim waist. "Be tempted. Kiss me." She demanded with a confidence that built within her as his heart hammered against her palm in an accelerated beat.
"I don't think that would be wise. I don't even know your name." His jaw clenched as her nails lightly scored his chest.
"I am Rissa Jennings." She whispered as she reached up to thrust her hand in his hair to pull him down to her. Their lips brushed lightly, a testing kiss that had her blood singing through her veins with a magical call that she could not ignore.
Enemy Mine is available at Breathless Press, Amazon, Bookstrand, and Allromancee-books.
You can check out
other books by Kelliea Ashley on the Breathless Press website as well.
To Contact
Kelliea Ashley you can follow her at www.facebook.com/
To keep up with her new releases you can also check out Kelliea's Quips at http://kellieaashley.
Posts
0 comments:
Post a Comment
Thank you for taking the time to comment. I love comments on the blog and do take the time to read them.