CHARACTER BLOWOUT- HIS TURN! Skhye Moncrief's, FERAL FLAW. X-Rated Fun! Chance to Win!

Welcome back! It’s day two of A Writer’s Mind’s END OF WEEK CHARACTER BLOWOUT! For those of you popping in for the first time, let me fill you in on the latest. Every Thursday and Friday, an author−better yet the characters from their latest story−will be visiting this blog to be interviewed. Thursday, we’ll grill the heroine. Friday, the hero. But it’s not as hum-drum as that…

These interviews are designed to see how well the hero and heroine really know one another. Sort of like The Dating Game blog style!

This week I’m stoked to welcome Darla (AKA-crazy Darla) and Commander Goro. These delicious character’s are straight out of Skhye Moncrief’s latest sci-fi erotica, FERAL FLAW. Yesterday I interviewed Darla. Today its Goro. If you have a minute or so to spare after reading this post, I highly recommend that you take a peek at Darla's Interview. Because this event is new and blogger was down for a day, I’ve also added snippets of Darla’s responses from yesterday after each of Goro’s responses.

Before we begin, Skhye would like you to know that she’s hosting a contest. One lucky commenter chosen from yesterday’s and today’s post will be entered to win an Ecopy of the first tale in Moncrief’s FERAL SERIES titled, FERAL FASCINATIONS. Contest ends Saturday, 12 PM EST.

Ready to kick back and enjoy a little T.G.I.F. time? Okay then! Let’s begin by learning a little bit about FERAL FLAW…

Sexual espionage never got any deadlier!

As the Blood Wars between psychic werewolves and vampires continue, Commander Goro's deepest desire, his love, his promised mate, is taken from him in the worst possible manner. He learns she's given birth to his arch enemy's child, a deadly rumor for both his honor and her life. If he discovers she's a sex spy, he'll have to kill her. Now they must mate to disprove the rumor of sexual espionage. Although he'd postponed that moment of divine completion bonding their bodies through mystic sex and blood exchange to safeguard her from the treacherous game of manipulation—a game he and his intended play with everyone aboard his starship, he has no choice but to mate. Just one problem stands in his way…

Psychokinetic earthling Crazy Darla, manipulator extraordinaire unequaled by none other than Goro, realizes the only way to survive the rumored lie is to run for her life. But there was always something more in her motives than fantasies of delicious sex with the man she's craved for years. Even though those motives felt carnal. Something else, pure and, perhaps, metaphysical haunted her. Perhaps in his goddess, Destiny? She had to believe in those feelings of love. But to trust is to show weakness in handing over one's fate to another who just might ritually disembowel you.

Who is playing whom in the battle of masterminds? Sexual espionage never got any deadlier. With the secret baby, bounty hunters, an entrancing crystal, and a space opera between werewolves and vampires forcing Goro and Darla into dark secluded corners, pushing them into carnal sexual interludes and dangerous blood exchanges fueled by the frenzied blood lust of were-mates, the future holds both promises and lies in the psychic war. And one wrong move means you've succumbed to the deadliest thing in the universe, your FERAL FLAW.

Read Chapter One at New Concepts Publishing.

SKY: Tell us a little bit about you.

GORO: I lead a were-assassin movement against the psychic emperor’s reign through mind control. We fight for freedom of thought for all sentient beings in the universe, including those already zombified by the emperor.

(Darla’s response… grew up the tortured child of a preacher. I never really fit in anywhere because I had this damned psychokinetic power my parents denied.)

SKY: Remembering the moment you first laid eyes on Darla what thoughts come to mind?

GORO: She was so fascinating in how she had the capacity to love a mate—so different from those of us who’ve lost everything in the Blood Wars and had no reason left to love.

(Darla’s response… Who is that muscle-bound hunk and sexy black leather?)

SKY: She has one trait you adored from the start. What is it? Hands down, she appreciates one of your traits…what do you think that is?

GORO: Her intelligence. She would have to be smart enough to dance with me in this epic war of good verses evil. And she’s beautiful.

(Darla’s response… He was so damned calm. So deep and philosophical. But I can’t discount his muscles)

SKY: She has one trait you’d change if you could. What is it? You figure there’s probably a trait she might want to change about you… care to share?

GORO: She needs to learn a little more self-control.

(Darla’s response… he’s so damned hard to read. Of course, I’m equally manipulative, and we work as a team.)

SKY: Ah, love is in the air. What is the single most romantic thing you’ve done for her?

GORO: There isn’t much a warrior can do on a warship stocked with nothing more than rebels, living on half-rats. But I managed to buy her that pale blue dress on the Jennian priest’s moon! The way it looked against her pale skin and brown hair…

(Darla’s response… He just keeps saving my life from zombification. If that ain’t romantic, nothing is.)

SKY: She has a feature that draws your eye every time. Care to share? She can’t stare at you enough… but where is she staring? Now’s the time to gloat about your thick head of hair. *Sky sniggers* Truth! Do you think it’s your eyes? Chest? Etc.

GORO: Holiest Devros! Who can hold a steady gaze when the woman never stops trying? Touching? Plotting our carnal consummation! If only she’d try to ease off, I could stop and ponder soft curves… Ah! Breasts. The holiest of wells. I will say breasts. To tap the pleasure. The love. The life. To live again beyond fighting the war.

(Darla’s response… Okay, I had this horrible addiction to porn flicks during my teen years. You can only imagine where my eye roams!)

SKY: How do you think Darla would answer the following… Our favorite thing to do together is…?

GORO: Our secret rendezvouses usually end in her displeasure at not having sexually bound our souls together. *clears throat* I wouldn’t want her to know how those moments of touching, tasting, and breathing keep me focused. Surely she knows that already. Darla is no fool.

(Darla’s response… Foreplay!!! Okay, that’s me and my wishful thinking because he’s always insisting we slow down to prevent creating our psychic were-mate bond through blood exchange—inevitable with SEX.)

SKY: You and Darla don’t see eye to eye on what issue?

GORO: Finalizing the blood bond. Becoming were-mates. It’s too risky. If she’s captured by the emperor, she will shapeshift when the forty-eight hours have passed since we last exchanged blood. And the emperor will know she is not my captive. Rather, my willing mate. I dare not live one moment imperiling my promised mate’s life.

(Darla’s response… When to have sex and create the blood bond of were-mates.)

SKY: She said one thing to you that you’ll never forget. What was it?

GORO: Truly, it’s because of her intelligence. When she came up with the term “blood fucker” for earthlings who choose to willingly create were-mate bonds with psychics, I knew she was the only woman who could dance with me in this dangerous game of sexual espionage I needed to play in the Blood Wars.

(Darla’s response… “No.” Or was it “Stop!” He doesn’t really favor either word. He just blurts one or the other. Grrrr.)

SKY: Seems like you and Darla are a match made in… (Sky clears throat) Sounds like y’all are gonna make it the long run! Thanks for joining us today, Commander Goro. Having you over was a real pleasure!

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Don’t forget! One lucky commenter chosen from yesterday’s and today’s post will be entered to win an Ecopy of the first tale in Moncrief’s FERAL SERIES titled, FERAL FASCINATIONS. Contest ends Saturday, 12 PM EST.

~Sky