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Friday, June 28, 2013

Pick a Spot. Any Spot! Killer Interview. Eden's Sins.

Welcome back! Popping into A Writer's Mind for the first time? Well, you've arrived at a fantastic time. Today is day two of Edin's Sin's, End of Week Character Blowout. What does that mean? Simple. Yesterday and today I'm interviewing Jovan Hause and André St. James from Jacylyn Tracy’s latest release, Eden’s Sins. Though they were interviewed seperately I've included their answers to the same questions side by side so that we can easily see how well these two really know one another.

Jaclyn is graciously giving away TWO eBooks, Eden's Black Rose and Eden's Sins, to one lucky commenter!

So sit back, relax and let's get on with the interview...

SKY:  Ah, love is in the air. What is the single most romantic thing he’s/she’s done for you?

JOVAN: The ninny proposed to me and gave me a cigar band as a bauble to wear because he is as impulsive as I am. Got down on his knee, he did, in the restaurant, placed his fingers where they should have only been when the 2 of us were tangled up and naked and popped the question.

ANDRE: Took care of her and kept her safe, or tried to until she regained her memory. I asked her to  marry me and she said she’d sleep on it. After 3 years you’d think she was well rested… The answer wasn’t the response I’d hoped for.

SKY:  He/she has a feature that draws your eye every time. Care to share? His/her eye constantly roams to a particular part of your person. Tell, tell!

JOVAN: André has the most remarkable deep blue almost black eyes I’ve ever seen. They’re more transparent then me scrying glass. You can see into his soul. When he glances at me? He’s a nymph I’m telling you. The man is constantly in a state. His pants are always taught in one spot. I mean really taught. His crowning jewels are worth their weight in gold.

ANDRE: Pick a spot. Any spot! Oh, my Lady Sky, you she-devil. You’re as naughty as Jovan. Yes, she seems to fancy my leather chaps as well, or what lays beneath them. She is infatuated with my lips too. Allow me to pucker up and make silly kiss-kiss noises. You’re blushing my Lady, Sky.  Do you wish my lips to travel across your flesh? I must disappoint you. Jovan is the only woman my lips will ever travel over or under.  But it’s fun to fantasize.

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

JOVAN: Get naked. Eat. Get anked again. Kill off zombies. Get naked. Sleep. A little. And well, you get the picture. You’re a nosey buggar, Sky.

ANDRE: Jovan is nymph. Lucky me, right? She loves it when, oh wait, I can’t kiss and tell. If
nothing else I am a true gentleman, well, except for that time in the restaurant. She went three shades of red. As did the others looking on. That was fun. And then there was that time on the walkway outside the hotel… What we do best together is be together. Side by side whether we’re making love or war there’s no other woman I’d desire by my side.

SKY:  You and Andre/Jovan just don’t see eye to eye on what issue?

JOVAN: Unfortunately it’s marriage.  I have yet to see a relationship last. And then there’s my Bound Grimoire I mentioned earlier. The tome has an expiration date for all the royals and since André is in the line-up, well I don’t want to see us just a page in ahistory book with a bloody ending.

ANDRE: Marriage. She’s a fickle one there. Can’t seem to get her to say yes to me, regardless of my overflowing charm. Ok, stop laughing Sky. That’s not funny.

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

JOVAN: Good-bye. He left me. I knew he would. Someday I’ll get my heart back from the bastard. Got a hankie? My eyes and nose are leaky now.

ANDRE: That she’d never forgive me.  I’ll spend my life making it up to her.


Jovan Hause made a date with destiny after she cast one impetuous love spell asking for a man to make her forget everything, but their love. A moment later she encountered a steamy vision of what her future held and by the gods she believed she’d been sent one. Oh, the things the man did to her body with his tongue alone. Unfortunately she had no idea of the man’s name or what he looked like, but she did know he would arrive with the next train. All she had to do was convince her overbearing brother she’d be fine. Blazing a trail to the station she plowed one gent down in the street and never looked back, unfortunately all the passengers were gone when she arrived. Humiliation steering her home, Jovan slammed into the same man a second time only this time she saw stars.

On his way back to Paris after chasing one ghoul in a city of walking cadavers André St. James got knocked on his royal rump by what could only be called a goddess. What to do with a beautiful woman he’d just butt heads with? Nothing gentlemanly came to mind until she regained consciousness. He took the young lady to his hotel room and called for help. Drawn to her, he planted his nose in the crook of her neck and by the gods now understands why cats go insane with catnip. This woman has intoxicated him with her scent alone. Deciding he only knows one way to wake the woman, he tries for true love’s kiss. The silly tale worked, just not like the charm he’d hoped for. The woman had a temper and nearly chomped off his tongue when she came around.

After three days of amnesia, Jovan is no closer to finding her past, but she realizes her future looks royally smashing. Jovan and André find they’re a perfect match together whether it’s killing the zombies and assassins after them or having their bodies tangled and fused together in one orgasmic tryst after another. When a man from Jovan’s past called her name, Jovan’s world came crashing down because her memory returned. Finding out she’s a witch a lynch mob awaits her with a short rope and a sturdy tree. And just when she didn’t think it could get any worse, standing there with a rope around her delicate neck and praying for a speedy rescue, a woman came from nowhere and yanked the chair from under her. When she comes to she has choices to make. Her brother is dying after being savagely attacked by werewolves. If she goes to André her brother might die. If she goes to her brother she might lose André. Her choices are a testament to the saying; Life isn’t fair. She cares for her brother and runs like the wind for the train but once again finds she is standing at an empty train depot alone.

André saw her swinging from the gallows, feet kicking and blue eyes bulging. He felt his heart stop. Then she wasn’t dead and his heart found a rhythm… until she waltzed off with a skeletal man without even a ‘kiss my royal ass good bye’.

Three years later fate’s hand deals Jovan and André a second chance, but first they must defeat their past including the perverse undead trying to steal the throne from under them, not caring who gets crowned in the process.

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Jaclyn Tracey said...

Sky, I would like to thank you for puttin up with our antic these past two days. ypu're a gracious host and we appreciate your time. Blessings on all your endeavors.
M'lady Sky, it's been a pleasure. If at any time you'd like to come frolic in the London tower and play dress up, call on me. Jovan and I owe you one.

Jaclyn Tracey said...

Sky, I would like to thank you for puttin up with our antic these past two days. ypu're a gracious host and we appreciate your time. Blessings on all your endeavors.
M'lady Sky, it's been a pleasure. If at any time you'd like to come frolic in the London tower and play dress up, call on me. Jovan and I owe you one.