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About the author:
I’m an independently published paranormal romance author and a stay at home mom. While I’m currently living in Virginia, I was born and raised in Vermont where my Malsum Pass Series is set. I’ve been an avid reader and fan of romance since I picked up my first romance novel at the age of thirteen. How can anyone resist a happily ever after? Not long after that, I began writing stories just for fun. Now I’m living my dream and sharing my stories with the world.
What inspired you to write your book?
The story of Malsum Pass came to me after reading another paranormal romance where the heroine was a descendant of a vampire. While the book was excellent, I kept waiting for her to display some vampire tendencies. When she didn’t, I started to brainstorm… what if something was keeping those traits from showing? The ideas kept building, and building, the story unfolding in my mind until Malsum Pass was born.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“You lost?”
Tara whirled around at hearing that deep voice and lurched awkwardly to the right as her foot slipped out from under her. Well, that was graceful, she thought, at least I didn’t fall on my ass! She had a rueful grin on her face as she looked up at – holy beautiful fantasy man! Her mouth literally fell open and she had to snap it shut. Oh, yes, let’s make even more of a great impression on the man by drooling.
He was tall, probably six foot two or three. His dark brown hair was a bit long on top, thick locks that were tossed a bit from the wind. His dark brows just slightly arched over piercing dark eyes. His nose was straight; his lips were set in a slight frown with the bottom one slightly fuller than the top. Unlike so many of the men she had so far seen in town, including her grandfather, who were sporting full beards, this man had only a scruff of probably two days growth on his strong, angled jaw.
Her eyes worked downward. He had broad shoulders; nicely tanned, well-muscled arms were shown off in a light gray T-shirt, a narrow waist, slim hips and long jean clad legs down to dark work boots.
“Ma’am?” He said, arching a brow.
Right, right, he asked you something. What was it? Think, Tara! “Um, hi.” Oh, that’s just terrific. Now Mr. Gorgeous thinks you’re a complete idiot.
“Are you lost?” He repeated.
“No, I’m Tara.” Oh my God! I did not just say that! Please kill me now!
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