Welcome
to Craving Erotic Romance Blogspot.
Today
we’re presenting Author: Nicola Cameron
1)
Have you always
wanted to be an author?
I’ve written all of my life, but it wasn’t
until I got to college that I decided I wanted to write professionally. Before
then, I wanted to be a doctor, but Organic Chem demonstrated to me why that was
an unwise choice.
2) What genre(s) do you write?
Erotic romance in contemporary, fantasy, SF,
and paranormal subgenres, and I’m about to tack on historical to that list.
3) Have you ever self published?
Funny you should ask...
4) Who or what inspired you to
write your first book?
Unrequited love way back in college. It was
a dreadful, maudlin story that has been stuffed so deep in my trunk it’ll never
see the light of day, and with good reason.
5) How many hours in a day might
you write?
It depends how long it takes me to get to my
daily word quota. If I’m really blasting along I can get 3K done in three
hours, but 4-5 hours are usually closer to the norm.
6) Are you a plotter or a pantser?
I started out as a pantser, but I’ve found
it’s easier to have an outline so that I can hop around in it if I get stuck on
one particular scene.
7) Do
you ever find yourself slipping away and becoming so immersed in your story it
affects how you relate to others?
Nope. My brain is firmly rooted in reality,
so much so that I can’t even have a dirty dream about a cute actor because my
subconscious is right there saying, “Nope, you’re married, put your pants back
on.”
8) Are you in any of your books?
A lot of my characters have some of my
characteristics, which is kind of hard to avoid, but so far I haven’t actually
put myself into a story. That’s fine – enough of my writer friends have done that
for me.
9) What do your friends and family
have to say about you writing?
My husband is thrilled – he is without a
doubt my biggest fan. My sister is bemused, my brother is amused, and my
friends like to tease me about being a sex worker.
10) Please share
an excerpt from your book that totally spoke to you when you put the words down
on paper:
EXCERPT
“You’re not what I expected,
Danaë.”
“So I gathered. You’re different as well. And I’m very pleased with that.” She reached out and tugged at a curl of his chest hair. “So, shall we try this again?”
“I think we should.” He held up the taper. “With the light or without?”
“With, if it’s all the same to you. I want to enjoy the sight of my new husband.”
“I suspect I’m the one who will be doing the bulk of the enjoying, but as you wish.” Matthias put the candle back on the side table. He was now cast in shadow, but Danaë could still see him well enough. He slid down until he was on his side facing her. “I’m afraid I’m out of practice with bedroom matters. What would you like to do now?”
She thought. He hadn’t kissed her yet, at least not above the collarbones. “I’d like a proper kiss. The one you gave me after the ceremony may have been acceptable for public consumption, but I hope it’s not how you kiss in private.”
“It isn’t.” He moved closer, stroking her shoulder with a finger. “And my apologies for that. I suspect I’ll be apologizing for much of what happened this day.”
“No apologies are needed if you kiss me.”
He did, a sweet brush of lips that made her mouth tingle with anticipation. The next kiss caught her lower lip between his. He sucked gently on the plump flesh, letting it slide free with a soft pop. Their faces were too close to see him smile, but she could feel it somehow.
“You have honey in your kisses, Danaë,” he murmured.
“Only for you, Matthias.”
“Flatterer.”
She dimpled. “Kiss me again and find out.”
This time his kiss was stronger, hungrier. She responded with an equal need, cupping his cheeks and immersing herself in the intoxicating taste of Matthias’s mouth. He tasted of wine and the roast from dinner, and some secret flavor that was unique to him, something dark and very male. It was perfect, sating a hunger she hadn’t known she possessed. She fell back against her pillows and he followed, their tongues sliding against each other in a twisting dance.
He finally pulled back, gasping. “It’s a good thing I didn’t kiss you like that earlier today,” he said. “I would’ve taken you in front of the entire cathedral.”
“Perhaps a bit more than the nobles of Ypres needed to see,” she agreed, breathless. “Not to mention my brother and Patriarch Reniel.”
Matthias tilted her chin up, nuzzling the soft skin of her jaw. “He would’ve had me building shrines in atonement to the end of my days. And your brother would have run me through.”
“Which would have caused an unpleasant international incident.” She arched when his mouth hit a sensitive spot on her neck. “Not to mention I would have to have him executed for killing my husband.”
“It’s a good thing we avoided all that, then,” Matthias agreed, licking delicate spirals on her skin down towards her breast. He stopped at the point where the flesh began to mound and kissed his way to her nipple. Dragging the very tip of his tongue around the areola, he then flicked it across the stiff little nub. “Best we save such things for the privacy of our bed.”
“So I gathered. You’re different as well. And I’m very pleased with that.” She reached out and tugged at a curl of his chest hair. “So, shall we try this again?”
“I think we should.” He held up the taper. “With the light or without?”
“With, if it’s all the same to you. I want to enjoy the sight of my new husband.”
“I suspect I’m the one who will be doing the bulk of the enjoying, but as you wish.” Matthias put the candle back on the side table. He was now cast in shadow, but Danaë could still see him well enough. He slid down until he was on his side facing her. “I’m afraid I’m out of practice with bedroom matters. What would you like to do now?”
She thought. He hadn’t kissed her yet, at least not above the collarbones. “I’d like a proper kiss. The one you gave me after the ceremony may have been acceptable for public consumption, but I hope it’s not how you kiss in private.”
“It isn’t.” He moved closer, stroking her shoulder with a finger. “And my apologies for that. I suspect I’ll be apologizing for much of what happened this day.”
“No apologies are needed if you kiss me.”
He did, a sweet brush of lips that made her mouth tingle with anticipation. The next kiss caught her lower lip between his. He sucked gently on the plump flesh, letting it slide free with a soft pop. Their faces were too close to see him smile, but she could feel it somehow.
“You have honey in your kisses, Danaë,” he murmured.
“Only for you, Matthias.”
“Flatterer.”
She dimpled. “Kiss me again and find out.”
This time his kiss was stronger, hungrier. She responded with an equal need, cupping his cheeks and immersing herself in the intoxicating taste of Matthias’s mouth. He tasted of wine and the roast from dinner, and some secret flavor that was unique to him, something dark and very male. It was perfect, sating a hunger she hadn’t known she possessed. She fell back against her pillows and he followed, their tongues sliding against each other in a twisting dance.
He finally pulled back, gasping. “It’s a good thing I didn’t kiss you like that earlier today,” he said. “I would’ve taken you in front of the entire cathedral.”
“Perhaps a bit more than the nobles of Ypres needed to see,” she agreed, breathless. “Not to mention my brother and Patriarch Reniel.”
Matthias tilted her chin up, nuzzling the soft skin of her jaw. “He would’ve had me building shrines in atonement to the end of my days. And your brother would have run me through.”
“Which would have caused an unpleasant international incident.” She arched when his mouth hit a sensitive spot on her neck. “Not to mention I would have to have him executed for killing my husband.”
“It’s a good thing we avoided all that, then,” Matthias agreed, licking delicate spirals on her skin down towards her breast. He stopped at the point where the flesh began to mound and kissed his way to her nipple. Dragging the very tip of his tongue around the areola, he then flicked it across the stiff little nub. “Best we save such things for the privacy of our bed.”
From:
BLURB:
A
king who must offer himself as royal consort to fulfill a treaty. A young queen
and mage, unexpectedly married to the man she’s loved since childhood. Two
countries, divided by geography and united by a political marriage, are poised
on the brink of a golden age. But will vicious magic and unexpected betrayal
tear both the royal couple and their kingdoms apart?When King Matthias of Ypres has to fulfill a treaty and provide a royal consort for young Queen Danäe of Hellas, the only royal available for marriage is … him. Can he risk letting a blue-haired witch queen into his heart?
From political necessity, Queen Danäe finds herself marrying the man she secretly loves. Now she must win the heart of a king, prove herself as a mage, and defeat the enemies that threaten them both.
11) Which actor/character(s) would play the starring role?
This is the picture I stared at for seven
weeks while frantically writing and editing. True story: my mental casting for
King Matthias IV was Daniel Craig (middle-aged warrior king, kinda grim in the
beginning, thousand yard stare -- you do the math) but I found the picture of
Rooney Mara and thought, "Ooh, regal but tough -- yeah, she's Danaë"
way before I discovered they did "The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo"
together. Guess I better watch that at some point, hey?
BUY LINKS FOR EMPRESS OF STORMS:
- Amazon
US: http://www.amazon.com/Empress-Storms-Nicola-M-Cameron-ebook/dp/B017PGRLSU
- Amazon
UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Empress-Storms-Nicola-M-Cameron-ebook/dp/B017PGRLSU
- All
Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-empressofstorms-1923029-340.html
- Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/591159
Thanks
for coming by today, Nicola! Happy creating! Ally
Find Nicola-
Thanks so much for having me on today, Allyson!
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