Memorial Day...I can respect that...

Another human holiday today, Memorial Day. Well at least I can respect this holiday. It makes sense to celebrate and remember warriors of your race. Sometimes I think humans celebrate things just to make the passing of their short time on earth more important, ridiculous holidays most of them. However in this holiday I agree, it is only right to give respect to the fallen, especially when they have died fighting. What a great honor for them, and they deserve to be remembered.

Vampires don't have holidays, it would be pointless seeing as mostly we don't strive to find reasons to gather in large groups and interact. But if we did have a holiday I think it would be something like this human Memorial Day.

There has been times when vampires have gathered and fought, to keep a sort of peace among the immortals during times of inter-species war. Our fighters have always been among the greatest. Strong and mean, skilled with combat of many kinds, although we tend to prefer blades. Up close and personal kills. It seems a cowards way to shoot an enemy from a great distance. Most immortals don't even consider this as an option, especially since a bullet wouldn't kill an immortal, unless you were to shoot a werewolf with a silver bullet of course.

Paxton believes we are headed to another time of inter-species war, so do the animal elves thanks to Lillian. I am not sure, and I hope they are wrong because if we are...it will take more than the Council of Immortals to keep it from the humans. Exposure would be worse than anything done to each other during battle. That may be the only thing on this earth I am scared of, and perhaps why I have decided to let my stories out. Most of you reading this may think I am nothing more than a fictional character, that's fine, but when you find out we are all real, maybe you'll look on us with a little more kindness, and try a little less to destroy us all...Maybe...

Meet Bright. Carly Bright…

My human author has attempted to blackmail me into introducing you to Carly Bright. Personally, I think it’s a terrible idea, but I am proud of her for the attempt. I could easily erase her memory and be done with this nonsense, but I am finding this most entertaining. I do love humans with a backbone…

The best way to introduce you is to let you read part of her story. You will find my name mentioned, don’t believe a word of it unless it portrays my ruthless qualities. *giving toothy grin*

   Just as I slapped the cuffs on Eric, another scumbag I had to interview in the illegal deaths of six vampires, he muttered the one word that made me lose my temper. I was deserving of a lot of names, but not fang-banger. I rammed my fist into his side, and let him fall to the ground.
   “That’s police brutality.” He curled into a fetal position while spitting blood.
   “I’m not a cop.” I kicked him in the gut. “I’m SSA.”
   SSA was short for Special Supernatural Agency, and we played by a different set of rules. Actually, it’s more like, no rules. We were at liberty to do whatever we deemed necessary to get the job done, even if it meant sacrificing a scumbag or two along the way. I loved my job.
   “Now, tell me what I want to know and I’ll think about letting you go.” I pulled a cigarette from my pack and lit it.
   “Are you crazy?” he yelled. “They’ll kill me.”
   I knelt next to him and took a long, deep drag then exhaled the smoke into his face. “Well…you talk to me or I turn you over to the Enforcer.”
   “She’ll kill me!”
   Eric was human. No doubt about it, but my gut told me he was somehow involved with the murder of the vamps. Usually, that in itself, wasn’t a big deal, but this time it threatened war between two rivaling clans and vamp wars always had human casualties.
   I snickered. “Then it looks like you’re going to die either way, but the Enforcer will take her time killing you. I can promise you that.” I took another long drag, giving Eric a few seconds to contemplate his slow grueling death.
   Exhaling the smoke, I flicked the cigarette down the alley. “Time’s up, Eric. Looks like it’s the Enforcer for you.” I pulled out my cell phone and hit the speed dial. I kept important numbers programmed. My mom had the number one spot. The Enforcer took number two and Gareth, my boss had the number three slot.
   “Talk to me.” That was the Enforcers usual greeting when I called lately. No hello. No, how are you. Tamara Hightower was all business in these volatile times. As Matriarch and Enforcer of the Hightower Clan, she gave her word to postpone the impending war while I investigated the deaths of her fledglings.
   “I have someone for you.”
   “Wait!” Eric called out as he scooted away from me. I watched him put five feet of distance between us. I pulled out my trusted 9mm Sig from my shoulder holster and calmly approached him.
   “Hang on,” I said into the phone. I shook my head, giving him a disapproving look and then shot him in the thigh, careful not to hit an artery. Now, I wouldn’t have to worry about chasing him.
   “You fucking bitch!” he yelled through gritted teeth as his khakis turned red.
   “Someone will be there in five,” Tamara said and hung up.

   Welcome to my life. I’m Bright, Carly Bright. SSA agent and an all around good person when I’m not on the clock. I graduated Summa Cum Laude from Langley along with a handful of other “Supernatural” profilers. I had a partner once, Calvin Anderson. He aimed his 40 caliber at the Hightower Matriarch and Enforcer. He lost. That was three months ago and until my boss could find someone to partner up with me, I flew solo. Not a good thing for an SSA agent.
   I’m the type of girl who feels just as comfortable throwing on a Vuitton as I do a baggy pair of sweats, as long as, I can feel the cold, hard, steel of my P-239 Compact 9mm Sig pressed against my skin. I’m not gay, straight or bi. I’m sexual. Well, when I’ve got the time to be.
   I call my mom on a regular basis and I’ll take the shirt off my back for a friend, but I’ll pump a dirt bag full of lead without a second thought. Oh yeah, I’m also marked. Tamara Hightower, the same vamp that killed my partner Calvin, had put the first of three marks on me that claimed me as hers, even after my human death. It’s a long story and I’m still figuring out the particulars of how that works, but apparently, now she can find me no matter where I am.
   Lately, this case had taken all my free time. The Hightower's had held a claim to the East Coast for nearly two hundred years and now some old, big shot vampire wanted in on their territory.
   The SSA would have been happy to look the other way, if they had kept humans out if it. For every vampire killed, their human partner soon followed. Officially, we were investigating the reality of possible war and since the six human and vampire deaths went hand in hand, we got jurisdiction on those, too.
   I was exhausted and that puts me in a really bad mood. Unfortunately, poor Eric got the brunt of my misgivings. I found him in a local bar drowning his sorrows in Tequila. I flashed my shiny badge at the bartender. He took a whiff of me, crinkled his nose and gave me his full attention. Vampires had told me I smell like the Hightower Matriarch. At least the mark was working in my favor.

Character Bites with Mykyl Tirson

 Tell us about yourself.
Mykyl Tirson, Lord of Woodstown, Ireland. He can be found in Master’s Mistress, the first book in a possible series (still working on that). To Purchase a copy, you can go to this

Buy Link

What makes you special?
I’m the youngest of fourteen children, and the one my father King Tir of Brattlihid wishes had never been born. He’s always detested me, why he gave me Woodstown to lord over.

What differentiates you from your kind?
A deep sense of honor – I care more for my people than the riches that they hold. Do you have special abilities? Not unless you count a silver tongue.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
LOL – My beloved wife has surprised me with the news of another child. We shall see.

If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Quit tormenting my wife! The woman has gone through enough, she deserves to have a nice, quiet, relaxing life rather than battles and escapes and plots of revenge…quite frankly, I’d like a little time together to just do nothing but spend our time making love and talking.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
I’ve never contemplated such a thing. As the forgotten son I’ve always been easily ignored until I came to this world of beauty. Now, I pray the deities of Vallhala that those around me forget the blood that flows through my veins is tainted by the evil of my father.

Its been so long since I’ve pondered the need for approval. Most of my people are open, accepting and I am grateful for that. Yet, if tomorrow I lost everything but my beloved Amoda, I could be happy. What is in her heart is the most important to me, she loves me freely, accepting the man so few have ever really seen – and knowing the secrets that I cannot share with anyone but her.

Tell us a little bit about your world.
I live in a world rich with culture and vibrance. Lush fields of green roll over hills…giving me more wealth than my plundering ever could have. Its given me a chance to see life, to experience a great deal, including how the people who have claimed me live and worship.

Is expressing love difficult for you?
Gods yes, I’m a warrior, a king…expressing such emotion as love is for the weak, the simpleminded men who have no honor in battle. Of course, my wife is constantly encouraging me to speak my feelings – which I can do in the darkness of our bed.

What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you?
Finding love with Amoda.

Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
Yes, knowing as I do the strength within my wife and her clans people, I want people to see what I do. As different as we are, as unlikely a match as you’ll find, one must look beyond the surface to see what lies within a person’s soul. Had I judged Amoda so easily I would have missed the true bounty that lays within her breast.

What is your most favorite thing to do?
Beyond holding my wife? I love to hunt. There’s something so exhilarating about chasing the game, stalking it, bringing home the game to share with those around me.

A mermaid and an elf....

I know, beach pic...but the next book is about her in that pic, Marina, a mermaid. So its what she sent me, no surprise really, those mermaids hardly wear any clothes at all, ever!

The next book in my immortal series is about to come out. My author Courtney Breazile just HAD to write this one even though it hardly has a vamp or a were in it! Well my lovely daughter does make an appearance, although I don't think I do! Its ridiculous, but oh well, you should all watch for it and read it anyhow. It will have important information in it about all our stories.

Wet Glamour will be out next month at http://www.extasybooks.com/ and it will feature Lucas, the animal elf you met in Alexia's story Keeping Blood and his mate, a lovely mermaid, Marina. I won't tell you too much about them just yet. I only want to whet your appetite for the story...or so my author told me I should do.

Normally I wouldn't bother what a human thought, but in this case, if I piss her off she will stop writing our stories and I am NOT interested in finding another human I can stand the presence of long enough to get them to write about us. So I am doing her bidding, tonight.

The animal elves, as you saw in Alexia's story, are insane...Their belief that all things should be equal and balanced is an obsession that is what almost resulted in mine and Tarquin's deaths! Luckily they are beginning to relax the whole, two members of different species can't mate. They still feel they are far better a species than any other. I would just love to see them all taken down a peg or two, especially Lucas's sister, Lillian....(my fangs extend at the thought of going after her neck)

The mermaids are...well they are like the sorority sisters of the immortal world I guess. Pretty, not too smart, definitely not very strong. They have some pretty impressive powers however, which I will let you all guess on for now. Perhaps Rina will come in here and do an interview next month to let you know more about that.

What is WHAT?

A fellow author with whom I am acquainted only through Facebook and with whose work I am unfamiliar – okay, I know you’re asking why he’s my FB friend, but who can explain networking – posted on his status today the following question: What is paranormal romance? At the risk of going mainstream, I just want to ask him if he’s ever heard of Dark Shadows or Twilight? He went on to comment that he had no idea and wondered whatever happened to stories about real people with real conflicts. “Oh, yeah. That scares the hell out of us,” he said.

If he wants real people with real conflicts, he should search the nonfiction genre for a good biography or autobiography, because the characters we fiction writers create live only on the page whether the genre is contemporary, historical, erotic or paranormal. But if he gives paranormal romance the chance it deserves, he will discover a beautiful blend of the real and the fantastical. Sexy vampires, demons and werewolves can shift shapes and seduce their intended objects of desire. Witches, ghosts and psychic mortals can sweep their love interests away with time-travel, futuristic and extraterrestrial adventure.

Fans of paranormal romance get enough real people with real conflicts in their real lives. They long to escape to a darker, more exotic and sometimes more erotic world where heroes and heroines have special talents or powers and where magic happens every day.

Then, of course, there is the business side of it. According to Wikipedia, between 2002 and 2004, the number of paranormal romances published in the United States doubled to 170 per year. A popular title in the genre can sell over 500,000 copies. This news is good enough to make some paranormal romance authors shift their shapes right this minute and dance a jig!

If my right honorable Facebook friend would like an introduction into paranormal romance, I would say that the Naughty Little Vamp blog and eXtasy Books are great places to start. He may find out something new about himself. After all, it’s like they say – once bitten!

Alexia sneaking in

So I decided to commandeer my mother's computer and blog tonight. I kicked her and my father out for a much needed night out together. There has been a lot of stress around here lately and I think she was about ready to go make a meal of her new neighbor, something that I, as a member of The Council of Immortals, simply cannot allow! I haven't yet decided how to keep her from doing this in the future, but for tonight at least, Maria is safe from her anger.

I wanted to also give you all an update on my story. After Keeping Blood was released there was a bit of an uproar among Ian's pack. They have been so very accepting of me as I am, something I hadn't expected at all. I wouldn't say that I was embraced by them, but I wasn't shunned either. They were all standoffish and watchful, which I respect greatly.

Which is why what happened after they read my story all the more puzzling.

They went out the next full moon and found Sam, who had been hiding out in North Idaho outside of any packs. They found him and delivered pack justice that they felt more than fair for what he had done to me, or tried to do anyway.

I was shocked, and flattered, even though I would never condone such violence officially as a member of the Council...but still it was quite satisfying to know that this pack had accepted me already to a degree that my own had never done.

No one will miss him and I feel as though I belong there among my mate's pack. A wonderful thing.

JUNE EXTRAVAGANZA!

It is with pleasure that I announce our 1st annual June Extravaganza!

No. Typically, I would not be involved in such matters, however, it has come to my attention that the humans “following” our blog deserve a little something for their loyalty and I couldn’t agree more!

I am sure that I can speak for us all, when I say we are honored and grateful that your loyalty has remained true.

For those of you interested, here’s how it works.

Everyday in the month of June, we’ll have small tokens of appreciation to give away. All you have to do is leave us a comment and at the end of the day, we’ll pick a random winner to receive our gift.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I’ll post blurbs from other authors and at the end of each week, we’ll announce a weekly grand winner to receive more free items. The catch, you ask? LEAVE A COMMENT. It’s that simple.

Here’s a list of who you can expect to see:

Annie Alvarez – Free ebook 
Courtney Breazile – Free ebook 
Delora Daye – Free ebook and goodies
Mistress Rae – Free goodies
Christine Gordon – Free ebook
April Ash – Free tee-shirt and goodies
Tina Donahue – Free ebook or paperback
Savanna Kougar – Free ebook

Yes. Yes, I promise to repost this announcement and/or update it as we get more participants.

My word.

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT!

In honor of the NON-sparkly vampires, us…we are holding our first ever, June Extravaganza!

Yes, you heard right! Staring on June 1st, we will have stuff to give away everyday!

All you have to do is leave us a comment and at the end of the day, we’ll pick one winner to receive a small token of our appreciation. Oh, yes, it gets better! At the end of each week, we’ll pick one lucky winner to receive something special.

We’ve got a group of tasty human, awesome people offering prizes:

Prizes will include gifts from:

Christine Gordon
April Ash
Courtney Breazile
Mistress Rae
Delora Daye
Annie Alvarez

Won’t you come by and let us have a taste entertain you?

Authors: want to partake in the festivities?
Send an email to naughtylittlevamp@gmail.com

Blog Bites with J. Rose Allister’s, Lust

Tell us who you are. I am Lust, demigod servant to the god Eros. I am a powerful, erotically charged being whose very presence arouses undeniable desire among humans and many immortals alike. I  make my semi-permanent residence at a unique island resort, where paranormal energies stir passion and attract supernatural beings of all types.
Did you ever read an erotic novel so stimulating that it sped your pulse and drove a hot rush to your cheeks? I am what you feel when a hot book or movie scene stirs more than your imagination. I am Lust.

My influence can be seen in THEIR SECRET PARADISE, part of the upcoming IMMORTAL PARADISE series of erotic fantasy romance titles by author J. Rose Allister.

Find PARADISE in eBook here:
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theirsecretparadise-365034-140.html

…or in print here:
http://www.amazon.com/Their-Secret-Paradise-Rose-Allister/dp/1926704940/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1269468952&sr=8-2
So, tell us what makes you special? I am not of your world. I am a god, a valued adviser to Eros himself. While many of my kind distinguish between gods, high gods, and demigods, none dispute the fact that my powers render me far more powerful than most demis among our realms. It is why Eros chose me to work his will, and why my will works sexual fire in the lives of mortals I choose to reveal it to.
Tell me about your most current adventure. This would be an upcoming or new release. Feel free to share and excerpt, remember we are promoting as well as, having fun and include a release date if you have one.

“Adventure” is quite the word for my work, true. After the fun of dabbling in the affairs of a paranormal researcher in THEIR SECRET PARADISE, I made a little side wager with fellow demigod Love, who serves Aphrodite and fancies his powers equal to my own. Love and I have chosen a pair of mismatched human couples for a little contest to see which of our powers are greater. Despite the proliferation of mortal tales of romance, I seek to prove that it is not necessarily love that conquers all.
If you could offer advice to your author, what would it be? Hang onto your pen, my sweet. Between tales of sizzling angels, gods, and vampires, the wild ride has just begun.
Are you happy with the way people perceive you? People perceive my power, one few resist when I turn my sights on them. My charms do get me my way by and large, from humans and immortals alike. Some short-minded mortals try to deny my influence, a mistake I take great pleasure in dispelling. Some short-sighted gods view my demi status as an indication of inferiority, something I have also been happy to disprove. One day, beings of my kind will be viewed as equals, and the demi designation will no longer exist.



Does your author ever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it? A human take over my will? Make no mistake, when Lust speaks to a human there is only one thing I have ever seen them do--bend to it. She has skirted a fine line, perhaps, such as suggesting neither Love nor Lust is inherently greater, and that we are drawn to one another in search of the symbiotic ideal to our own existence. Drivel. A mere mortal cannot understand our motives, and at times her delicious look of shock at our antics brings a smile to my lips. Still, Jade knows better than to meddle in the affairs of gods.
Is expressing love difficult for you? Why? I’ve seen what the powers of Love can do, and I’m thus far unimpressed. My power can consume a being with torrid passion, yet leave their sense of individual identity intact when the orgasm has subsided. They do not cleave to the one or ones who brings them to climax, as though life and breath are dependent on the requited emotion of the other. Love can be a perilous emotion, and many lose themselves to its fatal flaws. I have no intention of weakening my power that way.
What motivates you to continue on these adventures? What else? I answer to the call of the god whom I serve, and games of Lust are what stimulate my nature. Lust is not only my name or my cause. It is the energy that fuels every cell of my being.
Have you ever lost control? I fear I am about to, though it is something I would not reveal to most.

There is a tale the world has not yet been told, where I helped a high god transform his mortal love into a goddess so they might wed. As a reward for my services, the god granted me favor. He wished for love and fortune to find me. I thought nothing of those ominous words at first. Then during one of the harmless wagers Love and I like to indulge, I encountered a woman. I fear the god may have cursed me.
What was the best sexual experience you’ve had? There is a mural on the bedroom wall of the resort where I make my mortal residence. I had the painting commissioned to commemorate my most fondly remembered erotic night, a royal orgy marking the coming of age of Eros’ son. The mural stimulates any who see it, and comes to life for any immortal who views it. For over a thousand years I counted that night as my best time. Then this year sparked not one, but two even greater encounters. First was the ritual ménage that sandwiched me between a rippled, erotic god and the sexy red-haired fireball our encounter transformed into a high goddess. Then came the night of all nights, and I am shocked to say it was neither an immortal orgy nor a night of ritualized sex. It was a night of passion spent between a virile immortal male and a lone mortal woman, one whose bed I was drawn to almost by force. I will never be quite the same again. Again, I fear I am cursed.
What are your opinions on Love? Mm, a delicious specimen of male god, though tragically his sculpted blond perfection is wrapped up in the delusion that his emotion-based energy is somehow superior to my own. I believe deep down he knows the truth, for despite many shared adventures he has shied away from offers to sample my body fully. I think he fears bedding me will prove every boast I make of my prowess. Still, despite his shortcomings and constant need to challenge my superiority, Love is the one man I have counted as a true friend. One I have had by my side for over ten centuries.

What are the pro’s and con’s to being a god? They are one in the same. Since the great battle that all but obliterated the veil between worlds, a code of anonymity keeps our existence secret from most mortals. As a demigod, I can walk among humans without them truly conceiving I am immortal. I can enter a lobby crowded with humans, and not one will have the insight to part paths and bow to the god in their midst. Yet, when I walk through anonymously, I can watch my power exert its influence on beings nonetheless. So indeed, the loss of godly reverence and a humans’ sense of self-importance can be a source of endless irritation. But I admit it has made me more of an enigma, and my powers offers greater sport when wrought on those unaware supernatural forces are at work among them.
How does one become a god? Generally this is a matter of birth, though some gods are made, not born. While few methods work, an explosive release of immortal passion can trigger human transformation. Such offers further proof that the powers of Lust are a force to be reckoned with. An example of this ritual takes place in a tale I recently shared with the author, one which will hopefully be revealed to the reading audience in a not-too-distant future.
Describe your best kill. Why was it the best? No one has ever died by my hand directly, and those who perished indirectly while under my influence were undeniably happier than they had ever been in their lives.

Mother's Day Suprises

It was Mother's Day last night and although it is a terribly human holiday, I still enjoy a day where I am appreciated above all others in the house. And so I have always declared it as a must to be celebrated since Alexia was a small child. And even though she is a newlywed this year she didn't forget, I do so love that girl.

Alexia planned a very special weekend actually, rather than just a day. She came home and stayed with us. Even with Ian tagging along it was enjoyable, I suppose he doesn't have a mother living to appreciate anyway so that honor really should transfer to me as his mother-in-law.

And what does a vampire mother get for mother's day? Always a large bouquet of white lilies, they are a favorite of mine, from my loving husband. And from my daughter and her new husband, the same thing I have received from my daughter since she was born, a beautiful picture of her. Only this time it included her husband as well.

A change, but a good change, I love to see my daughter growing and changing, becoming a woman of her own. She certainly has a mind of her own, I like seeing her using it more than ever.

It was all going wonderfully, the whole weekend, until the neighbor from hell showed up. I don't know what her crazy mind was thinking when she sauntered through the woods between our properties, but she came along as if she belonged. Bright and fucking early on Sunday morning. I was just taking Tarquin upstairs to rest for the day when the three weres perked up and looked in the direction of her house, through the wall but still looking as if they could see right through to what was outside.

I immediately readied for attack, my fangs lengthening and my eyes beginning to glow red, I didn't know what the danger was but I was ready to take it on for my family. A moment later Tarquin growled and announced it was our neighbor, Maria.

Damn woman thought she would help smooth things out and make peace with us by showing up with a mother's day basket of muffins she had baked.

Now don't get me wrong, I would love to not have issues with her, but I more than that want her to never, EVER come to my house again....

....and I may have told her that and sent her on her way with angry tears in her eyes.

What? I am so not a fan of humans and this one just seems to step on every one of my nerves!

Blog Bites with Isobael Liu’s, Lilian Quinn

My name is Lilian Quinn. Well, it’s my legal name now. You can find me in the novel, “Moonlight and Magick” by Isobael Liu. It’s not out yet. It’ll be available May 3^rd, so keep an eye out for it! You can find it at Lyrical Press, Inc (http://www.lyricalpress.com/moonlight_and_magick)

So Lilian, what makes you special?
Hmm. Good question. I’m not so much sure I’m “special” as much as I’m learning to accept I’m not a freak. You see, I’m not entirely human. My father is from another Realm, my mother was human. Unfortunately, she went insane and I was adopted. Sort of. Anyway, I have abilities that make me a bit of a freak. It also made me a target for some rather nefarious people. Plus, I gained a few more abilities, but you can read about that in “Moonlight and Magick”.

Tell me about your most current adventure.
My most current adventure? Well, let’s see…I’m on the run from a stalker psycho ex boyfriend, and a secret organization bent on world domination by genetically creating their own army using freaks like me. I meet a man who’s aggravatingly stubborn, but is willing to help me, even if I keep telling him to go away. I find out he has some secrets of his own.

Well, take for instance this excerpt –

Lilian had had enough. She stomped on one of his feet and with a shift of her body, kicked a foot out, catching his legs. She swept them from under him. Matthias lost his balance and went down to the pavement. Unfortunately, he didn’t release her so when he went down, she did too, and landed on top of him with a soft oomph. The others burst into laughter as Matthias lifted a brow at her. She thumped him hard on the chest.
“You were supposed to let me go!”
He gave her a crooked smile. “I rather like how we ended up.”
Lilian blinked and scrambled to her feet as the blood rushed to her face, heating it. The guys continued to laugh with relish.
“I’m so glad you found it hilarious.” She glared at them.
“Can’t remember the last time the Alph–oomph!” one said, interrupted when another elbowed him.
She looked between the two of them.
Matthias stood and she turned to him. “What’s going on?”
He sighed and gave her a shrug. “I suppose I should tell you.”
Lilian started to back away. “So, you are hiding something. I knew it. I should have known better.”
“Wait, let me explain.”
The guys sobered and watched the two of them carefully.
She lifted her branded hand, as if to ward him off.
“No, stay back, Matthias. I mean it. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Tell us a little bit about your author. Where can we find more of their works? And If you could offer your author advice, what would it be?
Isobael? Let’s see. She lives in WA state, is married and has a daughter. She’s a licensed falconer. She loves to record EVPs (that’s electronic voice phenomena) and has gotten a few really awesome ones – if you like talking to ghosts. This novel is her first published work, although before this, she wrote poetry.

Advice. I would say to stop being so distracted and stop worrying. Just write.

Are you happy with the way people perceive you?
Yes and no. I mean, people see me as this fragile, shy person and I’m not. I’m sassy, but with my secrets, I’ve had to be someone else to hide. My ex boyfriend thinks I belong to him, Matthias thinks I’m his mate, one of his pack members thinks I’m competition. She also thinks I’m trash because I’m human. The secret organization after me thinks I’m their property to use for genetic testing, and someone is trying to kill me for my abilities.
On the other hand, I’ve always wanted to belong somewhere, to be loved, to be accepted for who I am and Matthias is offering me my dream. I have people coming out of the woodwork I have no idea who they are but are offering me acceptance and love.
I still think I’m a freak though.

Tell us a little bit about your world.
Which one? LOL! The mortal realm is normal. I live in a small town, a blink and you’ll miss it sort of town called Hawk’s Point. It’s in WA state. Not too far from where Isobael grew up, actually. It’s beautiful – forests, a river, a view of Mount Rainier that’s to die for. I had a small house set in the woods but Ste…errr, you’ll just have to read the book to find out.

The other one, the otherworld, is beautiful. Colors are so bright, you can see everything in great detail. The air is clean and fresh. It’s a bit backwards in the way they dress and act – think of like old English courts, say, Renaissance Period or maybe a little newer, but still CORSETS? Isobael would love to have one, but trust me, I’ll go without thanks. I have this thing where I actually LIKE to breathe.

What kind of music do you listen to?
Classical and ethnic music, like belly dancing music, some Chinese music (Isobael’s half Taiwanese), and I love techno. I love the beats.

Is humor important? Why or why not?
Definitely, yes. Without it, we’d all be boring and bored. We need the fun, the laughter. It helps release stress. It relaxes.

Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
At first, yes. I grew up with a stepfather that was quite abusive, and then I was used as an experiment. They didn’t believe in giving us children any affection. Then, when I escaped, I met my ex boyfriend and at first, I thought he was a good man, but he became abusive. I had no experience in what love is until I met Matthias.

What is the most interesting thing that has happened to you?
LOL. Let’s see – I killed my stepfather, I have all these freaky abilities, I’m on the run, I’m the mate of a werewolf, I’m the daughter of the Summer Court King. Take your pick!

If you could pull your author into your world, what do you think would happen to them?
Oh, she would FREAK! Definitely freak…and then she’d want to go through the Mists. I’d probably never get her out of there. Oh, and she would love my father’s Court. The gowns, the dancing, the corsets, the swords. It’s probably safer she doesn’t have the ability to come into my world.

If you were brought into this world, what would be your first order of business?
Does throttling your author count? LOL

If you had the chance to meet another character, who would it be and why?
Another character from other books? Hmmm. Isobael’s working on a novel now and there’s a character I’d love to meet from there. Her name is Lina. She’s a swordswoman and swordsmith. I’d love to meet some of those yummy men from Christine Feehan’s novels. (Don’t tell Matthias I said that!)

What is your most favorite thing to do?
Have fun. Whether it’s relaxing or doing something, as long as I’m having fun, it’s my favorite thing to do. I didn’t get a lot of it growing up, so you can see where I’m trying to catch up with all the things I missed out.

Do you think you are a superior being?
Oh, hell no. I’m still learning to think of myself as something other than a freak. There’s no way I’d think of myself as superior. I make mistakes. I put my jeans on one leg at a time. I run around barefoot. I like sneaking ice cream in the middle of the night. I have a temper. No, definitely not superior.

What are your opinions on Werewolves?
Giant puppies with long claws and huge teeth. Don’t tell Matthias I said that either. Still, they’re gorgeous, fierce, protective, loving. They make mistakes too, but they’ll give their lives for those they love. They can be arrogant though, and possessive, so you need to learn how to accept it in them but go around it to get what you want.

What are the pro’s and con’s to being a Sidhe?
Well, for one thing, it hurt like HELL when I went through the Chrysalis. I have all the allergies of the Sidhe, iron, salt, etc. Pro’s though are the awesome abilities and the fact I can travel between the two realms.

How does one become Sidhe?
You can’t. Not unless one of your parents were one. You have to be a half breed, and then go through the Chrysalis, which will either kill you, drive you insane, or make you Sidhe. Yeah, not the greatest of odds, huh?

What kind of abilities do you get when you become a Sidhe?Shapeshifting is one. Healing, telekinesis, telepathy, some wickedly awesome energy balls you can use in battle. Energy shields, those tend to come in handy.

What makes being with a Sidhe the best sexual experience?
LOL. It doesn’t. Well, maybe the fact we can mentally connect with our partner and feel what they feel or make them feel what we feel. It can drive up the passion quite a bit, but other than that, it’s really the fact we’re with the person we love that makes it awesome.

How old are you?
Old enough to know, young enough to keep doing it. LOL.

Finally, is there something you wished we had asked, but didn’t?
Hey! There’s no list for Sidhe/Faeries! Of course, it’s not like we want people to know how awesome we are, how better we are then those furballs or those leeches. We like our anonymity. I mean, really, I can shift into any animal form, not just a breed form the furballs are limited to and though I like my neck nibbled on, I can’t see myself drinking blood. Eww! Although, we have to watch out for the leeches. Our blood is addictive to them. It’s like a drug to the vamps. Yeah, so I think I’ll stay away from them. I have a hard enough time dealing with Matthias and his autocratic ways, I don’t need to be a slave to a leech.

Good point. I’ll have to speak with my human author and add that category. Thanks for joining us today.

Isobael Liu can be reached at Isobael.liu@gmail.com
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Mothers Day!

Mother's Day soon approaches and my mother Katherine, true Matriarch of my clan lays in stasis recovering her strength. I will spend this human holiday with human friends. Don't get excited! Stacia, Viola and Shamana have been in the "family" for quite some time now, but their hearts still beat.

For me, it is strange that humans need a holiday to honor their mother, father, grandparents or the dog, for that matter. Honoring the ones you love should come naturally and why you need a holiday to remind yourself is beyond my comprehension.

There is not a single day that passes that I do not think of my own mother, and pay her the respect she has commanded from us. Ah! you  say, it is because she is vampire and I am obligated to her. On the contrary, she gave me life and for that, I will be eternally grateful.

I don't have much more to say on this subject, except that perhaps, human priorities are somewhat skewed for only giving mothers one day.

Zyra, I have not forgotten about you. Since we do partake of this human world, my good wishes to you and I hope Alexia has something special planned.

Cat's Meow

No heart for writing the past few days and less time to compose a blog post. But I’ll fill you in on why: This weekend my gorgeous black cat returned home after a week-and-a half disappearance. She had been in a horrendous fight that tore the skin completely away from her right lower jaw, crimped her left ear bloody and left her covered with scratches. Needless to say, I was sick over it although she seemed otherwise healthy and starved for both water and affection.

She underwent surgery to repair a broken jaw on Saturday and returned home late yesterday. She feels so much better despite the ordeal and the mouthful of fresh wires. The veterinarian determined that her injuries were inconsistent with an animal bite and were more likely cause by an encounter with car, whether on the street or under the hood – a dangerous but popular place for cats. I couldn’t imagine what had gotten a hold of her, but thank goodness she is all right.

She is recovering in blissful isolation on my sun porch where she will remain for the next eight weeks, lapping up luxury like cream from a China saucer. This stay in the Kitty Waldorf no doubt will make a house cat of an outdoor cat and will seal my relationship with her further. We are dear friends. Her sister and boyfriend live here, too. (Now there's a threesome!) And she even gets along with the rude boys – my rowdy but lovable dogs.

$242.90. That’s what kitty jaw surgery and meds will run you these days. I thought it would be worse, so I shan’t complain. The buffer to the financial sting is that I did manage to figure out my story for the holiday novella I must write. No, it won’t have to do with cats, other than to say that pussy does figure into the plot. Well, of course, people! It’s erotic romance!

Happy Beltane and our nosey neighbor

A reason to celebrate! We passed Beltane and are now into the warmer half of the year. Despite popular belief, vampires are not cold and immune to the changes in temperature. I absolutely despise the cold, and always wish for warm nights to enjoy. I won't die in below freezing temperatures, no, but I will be more than a little pissy, and that doesn't bode well for anyone.

There was, of course, a kind of celebration around here. We had a large bonfire and of course the pack was in attendance. We also invited Paxton and the council, always playing the diplomats it seems. Harder to avoid now that my own daughter is a part of it all.

Our celebration wasn't unusual, nor was it particularly large and noisy. But apparently our recently acquired human neighbor did not agree. Damn woman doesn't even live close enough to yell and hear her, how she thought we were disturbing her peace I have no idea. She would have had to be on the very edge of her property to even glimpse our fire and hear our celebrating.

And yet just past one am three police cars came down our drive, lights flashing. Tarquin immediately sent all pack members who were merged running for the cover of the woods and ordered all others to stay well into the light of the fire, hoping it would be enough to neutralize the effects of the moon, which was still full enough to show a way too solid wolf to the humans.

And so it was up to me, the vampire to deal with the humans, at least the moonlight wouldn't reveal anything more around me. Although I was annoyed enough to have to worry that my eyes might be glowing, luckily the humans could easily pass it off as a reflection of the bonfire.

It was all too easy to convince the Police that there was nothing going on here that was illegal or dangerous and that they should leave and not return. What was more difficult was figuring out how to convince the nosey neighbor to stay out of our business. I still haven't decided how I am going to do this. If I mess with her mind on a regular basis I am afraid I will do some permanent damage, not that I would mind draining her, or nearly so and sending her on her way.

Paxton got in the way and damn Tarquin is actually on his side, only because Alexia is. They think we should not interfere with a human at all costs. Which means I am supposed to ignore that offending woman, no matter that she nearly ruined my very good mood caused by Beltane.

We will see how long I can resist.