I'd like to welcome paranormal romance author Ashlynne Laynne to Labelle Books. Today Ashlynne answers our interview questions, and gives us a sneak peek of her latest release 'The Progeny.'
“No fate other than the one I choose.” The timeless creed, and tattoo, bore by the Rousseau’s— a vampire clan with the purest bloodline of any vampire family. Out of this clandestine group came one who was different, yet the same: Ascher - a half-bloodling— half- human, half vampire.
Ascher questions the purpose for his existence and which world he truly belongs to: the human world or the vampire world. Two months from sealing to Ursula— a prearranged union to a woman he abhors — he’s at his wit’s end. He knows if he calls off the sealing, the Romanian clan will strike with deadly force, but he cannot see eternity with a cold empty shell of a woman like Ursula.
Just when he thought life was complicated enough, he meets Shauna— a beautiful, bi-racial human Wiccan — and immediately develops an unshakable attraction to her. She makes him feel alive and vital despite his origins and Ascher makes a decision that turns his immortal world upside down.
BUY LINK: http://www.amazon.com/Progeny-ebook/dp/B0074535P6/ref=sr_1_1_title_0_main?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1328127665&sr=1-1
Welcome Ashlynne, how long have you been an author?
Ashlynne: I’ve been a poet and songwriter since I was twelve years old. I never thought myself patient enough to write novels. In October 2010 I got serious about my writing and decided to write about my two most favorite mythical creatures—vampires and witches.
Congratulations, what is your favourite genre?
Ashlynne: paranormal romance
I'm a huge fan of a good paranormal myself. *grins* What is the biggest surprise you’ve discovered about the writing process?
Ashlynne: I’m overwhelmed with the amount of work involved. Being an author isn’t just writing a book and sending it to a publisher to go out. Currently, I’m promoting The Progeny, dealing with the cover art for book two—Blood Bonds—and writing the third book in the series. That’s a lot of work considering I also have a family to look after and a full time job.
It certainly is, and I can relate being and author and mother myself. The Progeny sounds like a great read though, and I'll have to keep an eye out for the continuation of your series. Can you tell us about one of your current works in progress?
Ashlynne: I’m currently writing the third book in my Progeny Series and writing the first novella in my Deadly Divas Successions.
Awesome, now for a few fun questions; if you had a warning label, what would it say?
Ashlynne: Warning: mood swings and frequent bouts of crazy.
LOL, Love it!
If you could choose to time travel, would you go backward or forward, and why?
Ashlynne: I’d love to go back to the free love hippie movement. I’ve become a flower child in recent years and would love to have experienced that time in American history.
I'd like to thank Ashlynne for joining us today, for those of you who would like to learn more about Ashlynne and her work she can be reach through these links:
Facebook: Book Page- http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Progeny-Series-by-author- Ashlynne-Laynne/129418917161599
Author Page- http://www.facebook.com/pages/Author-Ashlynne-Laynne/118945981513261
Author Blog: http://ashlynnelaynne.blogspot.com/
Please enjoy the exclusive never seen before excerpt Ashlynne has provided. It's one hot read that will tempt you to want more, and don't forget to leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win a pdf copy of 'The Progency.' We'll announce a winner on February 22.
Better yet, let's make this a little more interesting...
Instead of a generic comment, answer this question:
Vampires or Witches, which do you prefer and why?
The burn deepened as he released the left breast and suckled at the right one, tweaking the other nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Her hand grasped the top of his head, raking her fingers through his wet hair. His tongue and fingertips continued teasing her, whipping her into a heated frenzy. Her breaths quickened as he pushed both breasts together, flicking his tongue across the rigid nipples.
Her heart spluttered then picked up, beating double time to make up for the pause.
She tried to speak but the sensations took her voice, leaving only pants of pleasure behind. Warm drones of electricity spiked in her body, concentrating in her nipples then pooling below. Her head was light— too light to hold her body up.
His red eyes gleamed with lust and a wicked fire that stunned her, paralyzing her body. He lifted her, whirling her across the bathroom and landing her on the black, marble countertop.
Excitement flooded her racing heart as she struggled to stay conscious. His hands explored her wet body— rubbing, caressing and stroking her all over. His tongue breached her lips, driving prickles of warmth throughout her overexcited body, causing her to squirm. His hand trailed her body, probing her with a gentle finger, pulling her bottom to the edge of the counter.
He knelt on the floor in front of her.
“Ash,” she whispered her voice rough and hoarse, “what are you doing?”
He glanced up at her, his red eyes sparkling and a naughty grin on his face. “I hurt you. Now I have to make it better. Just relax. Enjoy it.”
She attempted to speak but his eyes burned her, his head shaking, discouraging her from protesting. His hand rested on her stomach, urging her back against the mirror.
He dove right in.
His lips nibbled her sensitive bud, his tongue encircling it in slow and careful sweeps. She quivered. He opened her wider, burying his face into her. The loud moans synchronized with the wild thrusting of her hips.
Her excitement was cresting.
His tongue twisted, twirled, and did wicked things that no human’s tongue should be capable of. Her hazy and incoherent mind remembered that he wasn’t an ordinary human. It was so easy to forget.
He was exceptional at pleasuring her.
A hot flush colored her thighs red with a love blush as her heart soared. She struggled to draw air into her heated body, the tingling and throbbing peaking inside of her.
Her hips spiraled against his face as his tongue stirred her body into convulsions, her eyes rolling in her head.
He gave her a smug smile, continuing to lap her until she pushed his head away. “I surrender!” She leaned back against the mirror, struggling to catch her breath while raking her fingers through his damp hair.
He came up, kissed her then whispered, “Better?”
“You have no idea,”
~Author Jennifer Labelle~