Monday, July 26, 2010

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Isabel Roman!

NG: Hello, Isabel Roman, welcome to Simply Sexy Stories!

IR: Thanks for having me here today! Looks around and loves what I see.

NG: Thanks! So, tell me, what genre(s) do you write and why?

IR: I write, hmm, you’d think by now I’d have a ready answer! I write historical erotic romance, but then there’s a historical story with no sex, I recently finished a contemporary romance which was more mainstream than erotic.

I love writing paranormal, especially paranormal historicals. There’s something about setting a paranormal in an historical setting. Different.

NG: What do you enjoy the most about being a writer?

IR: Playing in the imagination sandbox! That and living in my head with such fun characters. Or evil characters, they’re fun too.

NG: Gotta love the bad guys! What do you find the most challenging about being a writer?

IR: Plotting. I can come up with story concepts left and right but then have to make the plot as good as the concept. That and naming—characters and titles.

NG: How long does it take you to complete a book?

IR: Trick question: it depends on how well plotted it is. That and how long it is. 8-12 weeks if it’s really well plotted about between 50-65,000 words. 85-100,000 words is closer to 4-4 ½ months. It’d go a lot faster if I didn’t have to go to my day job.

NG: That's impressive! Do you use beta-readers or critique partners?

IR: Sometimes for the hook. Just to see if it flows and grabs you. And how much I want a second opinion on something, but not for my short stories. I don’t have a regular critique partner.

NG: Which is harder to come up with...the blurb or the title?

IR: Title! Without a doubt. Blurbs are comparatively easy, cause hey, I wrote the story and can then condense it into 2 paragraphs. (A synopsis is harder, more detail there.) But a title?
Forget it.

NG: What compels you to buy a book? Cover, blurb, or author recognition?

IR: All of the above actually. I do go for my favorite authors first, but then a cover might catch my attention and blurb. But I have been burned by blurbs before, so I try to read the first few pages if possible. Just in case. And as a result, I try to keep my blurbs as accurate as possible.

NG: Favorite romantic movie?

IR: An Affair to Remember—the one with Cary Grant and Debra Kerr

NG: Ooooo, I love that movie too! Favorite love song?

IR: That’s a difficult one…Santana’s Smooth. Why? Cause of that line: I could change my life to better suit your mood.

NG: Delicious! Favorite dessert?

IR: Chocolate. Definitely. But in a dessert form as opposed to a bar form? The Chocolate Chiffon cake my grandmother makes: 3 layers of dark milk chocolate smothered in homemade chocolate icing. Heaven.

NG: Omigoodness, I'm in heaven imagining that decadent dessert! Do you have any other hobbies that you enjoy?

IR: Traveling, baking…by hobbies do you mean like a hobbyist? Or just extracurricular activities. In that case, reading, movies, traveling, family.

NG: Hobbies or extracurricular activities. All of yours sound relaxing and fun! Ok, let's talk about your latest release Dark Desires of the Druids:
Sex & Subterfuge.
What's this sexy story all about?

IR: A group of magickers (Druids) in Philadelphia—they’re a secret society hiding in plain sight. One amongst them wants to gain ultimate power, but the true master, Morgana, tries to stop him. The wild card in Lucien, Earl Granville, traveling from England in search of these magickers. But he gets sidetracked by the torrid affair he and Morgana have—so torrid in fact, you may want to hide your children and dining room furniture.

NG: Mmmm...sounds exciting! What inspired you to pen this spicy tale?

IR: The contract. :) Sold one of the stories about these Druids, and outlined 3 more books. So we were contractually obliged to finish it!

Actually, it’s a love of history and paranormal, and the desire to meld the two. I wanted to do something different and chose Druids in the 1880s, and gave them a history and a life. Lucien is a favorite hero, strong but not the strongest. Morgana is magickally stronger than he, but he never backs down.

NG: I love the premise behind your story. What’s the one thing readers can always count on when they pick up a book written by Isabel Roman?

IR: Red herrings. Angst. A character someplace named after a relative—they’re getting demanding!

NG: lol. Isabel Roman, I'm so glad you stopped by!

IR: Thanks for having me today!
A master magicker, Morgana Blackthorne has a tenuous hold on her following. When a strange Englishman arrives on her doorstep with news of other druidic magickers, and magicker problems, she’s intrigued but suspicious. There hasn’t been contact between the American and European druids in over a hundred years. Plus she has her own worries and doesn’t need the handsome earl adding to them.

Lucien, Earl of Granville, left England to seek out the Blackthorne Druid line and discover what they’ve been up to since contact was lost. Once he and Morgana meet, their mutual attraction distracts him from his purpose. Embroiled in her problems, he finds himself more concerned with her welfare than is practical for a passing affair.

When I invited you into my bed, it never occurred to me I wouldn’t want you to leave.

There are darker forces at work and the hunger of a weak magicker desperate for power. Will Lucien convince Morgana of his true feelings before things spiral out of control? Or will the surrounding subterfuge tear them apart?

Caution Hot Excerpts Below!
~Excerpt One~

“Lucien Harrington,” Jacobs, her butler, intoned, “the Earl of Granville.”

Smiling, Morgana swept out of the circle, stepping into the foyer, and greeted her guest. His timing was off, but as the magicker she knew him to be, not suspect.
“Welcome, Lord Granville,” she said, offering a slight curtsy.

He was tall, with dark blond hair, dark blue eyes, and a sharp nose over which he looked down at her. Her eyes traveled over his face, down his body, clothed in immaculately tailored Savile Row, back to his face. Arousal pooled hot in her belly.
She’d never wanted any man. Yet Morgana wanted Lord Granville. Her skin prickled at his nearness, her womb clenched with want.

Forcing her mind off his body, she studied his face. Briefly, want flashed in his eyes and she smiled a truly wicked smile at him. It was gone as fast as it’d shone and she returned to studying him. There was grief hidden deep in his eyes, along with suspicion and weariness. Tilting her head, she wondered what caused those emotions. Suspicion she could easily understand. It’d been more than a hundred and thirty years since their families had any contact. Though, since he’d sought her out, she should be more suspicious of him.

“Mistress Blackthorne,” he bowed over her offered hand. Flicking a glance behind her, he said, “I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“Not at all,” Morgana smiled. She could all but feel David’s displeasure. Suppressing a giddy smile, she took Lord Granville’s arm and led him into the parlor. “We’re about to begin the New Moon Ritual. Do you still practice it in England?”

Looking up at him with guileless eyes, she waited for his confusion, gratified when it sparked briefly in those bottomless depths. Damn them all. She could be as gracious as she liked, but in the end, resentment bubbled to the surface. They’d abandoned her ancestors to indentured servitude and hadn’t bothered to contact any of them since.

“I’m afraid we lost that custom when we lost the valuable Blackthorne line.”
Morgana raised her eyebrow at him as they entered the parlor. Wasn’t he the diplomat?

“Would you care to join the ritual, Lord Granville?”

He bowed again and smiled. “It would be my pleasure, Mrs. Blackthorne.”

~Excerpt Two~
(After Lucien and Morgana return from intimidating a French smuggler into handing over a case of dangerous and illegal venom used in making potions.)

“I need to speak with him,” Morgana said. “I’ll send him along later.”

James’s eyes narrowed at her, but he nodded. Even in company he barely tolerated, he’d never question her. Especially in company he barely tolerated.

Lucien watched her with a quizzical expression and she smiled. The parlor door closed silently behind her. They wouldn’t be interrupted by servants. Now was the time.

“Since we met,” she said confidently and closed the distance between them. “I’ve been attracted to you.”

He nodded, caressing her cheek with the knuckles of one hand. “I’ve felt the same way.”

“Good,” she whispered, voice husky, lips a breath from his. “Come upstairs with me.”

Lucien tried to recall a time when a woman was bold enough to seduce him, and could not. Morgana was different from his previous lovers and far, far more daring. His entire being was focused on her, on her body. Thoughts of their night, the venom, and AndrĂ©’s mysterious buyer swept from his head the instant she kissed him.

Now, both half naked, his lips trailed down her thigh, over her knee, to her delicate ankle. Up the other leg, over the delicate swell of her hip. He looked at her in the dimness of the room. And in the shifting shadows, her eyes were a deep recess that drew Lucien in and captured him. In those interminable minutes before their lips touched again, he felt himself drowning in her; her taste, her scent, her very essence.

Their lips touched softly, gently at first. Flesh on flesh. Then she opened her mouth under his and drew him in. He watched her eyes flutter shut as she gave herself over and he pulled her closer, determined to have all of her this night.

Tiny, invisible tendrils wound around them, drawing them to each other, into each other and together they crossed that final barrier. He felt her hands move up his sides, over his shoulders to caress his neck, only to wind themselves around and pull him even closer, molding her body to his – perfectly.

Lucien thought he knew what it was to give into lust. To know that rush, and revel in it for as long as it lasted. Thought he’d experienced everything there was to experience when it came to matters of the flesh. As her hands tugged off his shirt, slowly roaming the bare flesh underneath, he discovered he was wrong.

Morgana sighed his name. “Lucien.”

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Sex & Subterfuge
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  1. Thanks again for hosting me! I'll be happy to answer any quetions. :)

  2. Blurbs easy, eh? I'll get you to write mine then! I hate writing blurbs. I have the worst time boiling things down -- synopses are worse. I had to write a 2pp synopsis of a 100,000 novel -- insane! It always sounds like so much less.

  3. I dislike writing the synopsis because you have to include information but not detail. The blurb is a teaser! I don't know how that's different (other than the teasing *G*) but there you have it.

  4. Isabel Roman, hosting you was my pleasure! I didn't realize the name represented two authors. What's it like working as a team to create hot historicals? ;-)

    Ms. Kempe,

    Thanks for stopping by! Blurbs are hard for me too. You want something catchy, not too long, but long enough to's a challenge! Let's not get started talking about the dreaded synopsis...double yuck! I'm working on one now. Trying to whittle it down as lean as I can and still present the facts of my work when I want to add the flavor and spice. Hard work.

    Ahhh, the joys of a writer's life! :)

  5. It's not as difficult writing together as it once was. We're usually on the same wavelength these days and really talk about a story before doing anything with it.

    If not, we fight. :)

    And sometimes the stories write themselves. (I wish literally!) Now if only that dreaded synopsis would...

  6. May your blog tour bring you new readers and many sales!! :-)

  7. I love following your blog tour. Really enjoyed your post today. Loved the excerpt and cover. Do you ever get to do any book tours where you travel to differant cities?
    Sue b

  8. Thanks, Nichelle!

    Sue, I've never traveled to do a tour, but I think that sounds great. Just to meet new people and talk about books. What better way to pass the time?!


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