RR: Hey, Nichelle! :) Thank you for having me as a guest on your blog.
NG: It's always a pleasure, Ranae! Tell me what Haunted Passions is all about?
RR: It’s a story about three people who are in love, but are faced with societal strictures (Haunted Passions is set in New York shortly after the Revolutionary War), personal doubts and, oh yeah… a demon who’s haunting their village and has it out for two of them, in particular. As you’d probably guess, these issues cause a lot of internal and external conflict, and they almost don’t make it.
NG: Oooo...exciting premise! Why did you want to write this story?
RR: The opening scene of this story (which you can read at my website, if you’d like) came to me, and I had to write it. I knew the basic premise of the book then, and I’ve always loved The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, so it was a pleasure to put my own sensual twist on a classic tale. In my version, Brom and John (that’s what I named the ‘Ichabod’ character) are lovers instead of rivals, and everyone gets a happy ending.
NG: Why are you drawn to writing M/M/F ménage romances?
RR: Writing about three people being in love instead of two can be challenging, sensual and fun. And I prefer M/M/F ménages to M/F/M ones because I personally think it’s a lot more romantic (and hot!) if the men are in love and interacting too. Plus, it feels like I’m putting all the characters on a more equal plane instead of having two characters (the men) focus all their love and attention on one (the woman).
NG: What do you think readers will love about this tale?
RR: Haunted Passions doesn’t skimp on the M/M romance and sex. In fact, Katrina remains a virgin until she’s married, so at the beginning of the book, there’s only M/M sex (though she is, of course, still a part of the story). So, if anyone is a reader (like me) who enjoys M/M romance and prefers for that to be an important aspect of an M/M/F ménage, I think (hope!) they’ll be pleased. And of course, I think the story will appeal to those who has a soft-spot for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, or perhaps just paranormal stories in general.
NG: What can readers look forward to next from Ranae Rose?
RR: I’m so glad you asked, because I recently finished writing Whiskey Dreams, which is the prequel to Haunted Passions. Whiskey Dreams is a novella that tells the story of how Brom and John first met and fell in love. After finishing Haunted Passions, I just had to write it, and I’m really excited to share it with readers. In fact, when it releases, I’m planning to make it free for a limited time. It’s been a while since I’ve offered a new free read, and I feel like this is a good time. :) So, for anyone who’d like a free copy when it comes out, just keep an eye on my website/blog/social media for the latest news.
NG: Sweet! Thank you so much for stopping by, Ranae! I wish you all the best with this release!
RR: Thank you, Nichelle, for the well-wishes, and for allowing me to be a guest on your blog.
NG: Anytime, Ranae! :)
Blurb: Losing one’s heart to another man is dangerous enough without the added threat of a supernatural terror. But that hasn’t stopped John Crane and Brom Bones from falling hard in love – with each other, and with the alluring Katrina Van Tassel. When Brom becomes engaged to Katrina, John is sure the wedding will tear him and Brom apart, and their love sparks a struggle between passion and loyalty. But Brom is determined to keep both of his lovers, and Katrina has some secret desires of her own – desires that haunt only the wildest of John’s dreams and blur the lines they’ve all been fighting not to cross. Is it possible for three people to be in love? Their passion won’t be enough to keep them together if something isn’t done about the evil that’s haunting Sleepy Hollow: a headless horseman who rides to kill.
Caution! Super Hot Excerpt Below:
He lay on top of her, his lips still at her breast, his hips against her body. His erection was pressed flush against her thigh, and it felt sinfully good to have her beneath him. Too good. He raised his head and rolled, sinking onto the mattress beside her, cupping one of her breasts, unable to bring himself to give up contact completely. She sighed, her chest rising and falling, her nipple a warm pinprick against his thumb.
The mattress shifted, and Brom lay down on the other side of her, stripped to the waist. When had he removed his waistcoat and shirt? A quick look revealed that they lay on the floorboards, forgotten. He looked every bit as tempting as she did, his muscles hard and defined, his cock fully erect against the front of his breeches. Brom cupped Katrina’s other breast, teasing the stiff peak between his thumb and forefinger, then abandoning it in favor of smoothing his hand over her belly and eventually slipping it between her thighs, where her dainty curls were as golden as the hair that streamed over her shoulders.
She uttered a small gasp of surprise as Brom slid his fingers over her folds, touching the bud above. Was this the first time he’d touched her there? John tore his gaze away from the sight for just a moment, glancing at her face. Yes, he’d be willing to bet that it was. Brom had been a proper suitor and gentleman – thanks, perhaps, to the fact that he’d had John to bear the brunt of his passions. And now… Well, it was difficult to imagine anything more erotic than the sight of Brom introducing her to this, bringing her body to life. She arched against the mattress, moaning as he moved his fingertips in a circular motion. John cupped her breast more firmly by reflex, touching her nipple in a similar fashion, then pinching it lightly between his thumb and forefinger. He was rewarded with another gasp.
He quickly became absorbed in her signals, everything from the rush of her breath to the slight movements of her hips and the way her breast swelled beneath his hand as she breathed. It was a shock when his name tumbled from her lips. “John, do you intend to ever undress?”
He met her eyes as his face heated. Strange that he should be embarrassed by her request when he lay beside her with his hands on her naked body, still tasting her on his tongue. She’d pressed one hand against Brom’s bare chest, her nails digging into his skin as he touched her, now at a lazier pace. Judging by the slight smile on his lips and the lust in his eyes, he seemed to be enjoying her fierce grip.
In truth, John wanted nothing more than to remove his clothing and lie naked beside her, feeling every inch of her softness against his body, his cock. But did he dare? His clothing was as comforting as it was frustrating, an effective barrier between him and her sweet, bare body. God, but he wanted to ravage her, to—
“Of course he does,” Brom said, his dark eyes flickering up to meet John’s. An instant later, he pulled his hand from Katrina’s body and reached across her, his fingers settling on the top button of John’s waistcoat. He undid it, his eyes gleaming with deliberate intent.
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