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In particular, I find myself extremely energized and motivated by the opportunities that independent writers have these days with e-publishing. It is a spectacular time to be a writer.
What inspired you to write your book?
I began writing when I was thirteen. I didn’t try my hand at romance, however, until I was an adult. And after the birth of my daughter, I struggled to balance some of my increasingly feminist ideals with the romance novel formula. But the genre has evolved, as has my own writing style. I like protagonists who are kick-ass women. And when I decided to play in the paranormal romance realm, the ideas of the powerful MaCall women came to mind. And while Teddie evolved a bit more slowly for me than her mother and aunt, I like that she is perfectly capable of holding her own.
Here is a short sample from the book:
“Happy graduation day, Mr. President.”
He looked up from the desk in his home office and grinned in welcome at the beautiful woman in the doorway. She was approaching fifty now, but she was still as gorgeous and sexy as she had been when he met her twenty years before. “Can you believe it? She’s already graduating.”
“They grow up so quickly,” she agreed, sauntering across the room and lowering herself deliciously into his lap. Her mouth was painted red, accentuating her pink tongue as she licked her lips. “Don’t worry,” she assured him. “The wife left ten minutes ago.”
“I don’t worry…as a general rule.” He pulled her forward so that he could taste those lips for himself. “Did you see the ceremony?”
“I had a front row seat,” she bragged. “She’s a beautiful young woman, Gabe. You should be proud of her.”
He grinned wryly. “She still doesn’t seem to know about her future?” he asked in disbelief.
“My sources say that she does not. She is well liked by her friends and respected by her professors. She graduated at the top of her class and is now returning home.”
“To work at her family’s company?”
“You would think, but no. She’s actually taken a job with the Mayor.”
She studied his thoughtful expression. “Is he one of ours?”
He met her intelligent eyes. “One can never be sure,” he answered cryptically.
“We’ve waited for twenty years, Gabe. You have retired from politics and no longer need to collect votes. She is old enough that she will not be under the constant supervision of her family. And she is no longer living within the protective walls of her university. I have to wonder if it isn’t time to make a move.”
He chewed his lip thoughtfully. “She is twenty-two and will begin making a name for herself. If she’s already got a job in the Mayor’s office, she will begin networking. You said yourself that she is well liked. I don’t think that we can afford to wait and let her build a following.”
“And let’s be real, Gabe. Between the gangs, the refugees and the revolutionaries, it’s a dangerous world we live in. MaCall Securities Consulting cannot possibly protect their little angel from all of the bad guys.”
He smiled in response. “Then it’s time.”
“Get the boys together.”
“We have lost a number of members, Aislin. The Order only has a fraction of the membership we had twenty years ago.”
She pushed herself back and seated herself on the desk in front of him, allowing her skirt to hike up high enough to reveal that she wore nothing underneath. “Fortunately, darling, you still have all the power.”
He stood up and reached for the button of his slacks. “If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be here, would you?”
Instead of answering, she grinned and pulled him to her.