Genre: Contemporary Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Kensington/Lyrical Press
Date of Publication: 12/29/2014
ISBN: 978-1-61650-629-2 Print
ISBN: 978-1-61650-628-5 ebook
Number of pages: 259
Word Count: 81,411
Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde Media
Most people believe Eden no longer exists. Lexi Merrill’s about to learn they’re wrong. A hard-working bartender with a self-sufficient backbone and a wary nature, she knows pickup lines like a second language. So, when Eryx Shantos barges into her world with too-smooth words and a body to back it up, she locks up her libido and vows to keep her distance.
Eryx has other ideas. As king of the Myren race, Eryx is duty-bound to enforce the laws preventing exposure of their existence to humans. Yet The Fates have led him through his dreams to Lexi, a temptation he doesn’t want to resist. The question—is she Myren, or human – which makes her forbidden fruit?
When Eryx’s nemesis tags Lexi as his next target, Eryx insists on taking her home where he can keep her safe. Lexi had no idea “home” would mean the one-and-only land of creation…or that she’d trigger a prophecy that could doom her newfound race.
Hello and Welcome to my blog.
Thank you so much for having me!
First, why don’t you tell us a little bit about this book? Something that’s not in the blurb.
I’d tell you straight up–this isn’t your standard Lord of the Rings type fantasy. Something closer to Thor with a Black Dagger Brotherhood attitude would be more fitting. And man, does it have some steam to it. Life isn’t all about sex with Myrens, but when they get busy, they get busy.
What adversities did you face as an aspiring author?
Rewrites. Lots and lots of them. Every time I learned something new I realized I had to go back and apply my skills book-wide. That made for more revisions to Unexpected Eden than I care to admit, but every word was worth it.
I’d also say the emotional highs and lows were tough. Laying any piece of art out for inspection to the masses is the most vulnerable experience ever. A lot like walking through Time Square naked. (Not that I’ve done that. Yet.)
What do you believe is your best marketing tool to sell your books?
Just getting the books out there. I’m an avid reader myself. I jokingly call books my drug of choice, but the truth of the matter is, I’d die without them. The books I choose to read, I choose carefully, and I rely heavily on the recommendations of others when I look for my next fix. I figure most people are like that. So the more people I can share The Eden Series with, the better chance I have of moving up as a writer.
What do you think is the biggest misconception that readers have about authors in general?
We make loads of money and the publishing industry moves lickity-split.
So, not the case. At least not for most of us starting out. (Darn it.)
I met with a new writer just last weekend and she said, “I decided to write books because my husband is out of work and I thought I’d bring in a few dollars to help out.”
Um, no. At least not if you strive to publish traditionally. The time between signing Unexpected Eden and the actual publication date was eight months, and that doesn’t count the two months of contract fun before it.
I still wouldn’t trade a minute of the experience.
How much research do you put into your books before writing them?
I’d say the basic plot and character development marinates in my head for several months before I actually set down to write a particular book. Once I start, I dive in hard, plotting out the details and getting really clear on the physical and emotional drivers behind each character. That portion of the process takes about a month.
Why did you choose this genre to write?
If you could see me now, you’d see me shaking my head in shame…
I picked fantasy because—don’t laugh—I thought it would be easier to create my own world that to research one that already exists.
Yeah, I don’t know where the hell my head was that day. You don’t realize how freakin’ many details there are to our world until you try to create one of your own. Clothes, buildings, language, traditions, laws, regions, food…gez. If Pinterest didn’t exist I don’t know what I would’ve done.
What makes all your long hours of writing worth it?
When a reader tells me they were able to lose themselves in my imaginary world. Swear to God, there’s nothing better. It’s complete crack to me. Makes me willing to give up lunches and weekends to write the next book. I know how moved some of my favorite authors have left me at the end of a book. If I can create that for even one person, I’ve done what I set out to do.
If you can say one thing to your readers, what would that be?
It sounds trite, I’m sure, but I mean it in the most sincere fashion. I choose what I read carefully because I know I only get so many precious reading minutes a day. So for those of you who pick up one of mine, I want you to know how much I appreciate you choosing to spend time with my characters in their unique worlds.
If you were granted 3 wishes what would they be?
- That my top five book boyfriends would all magically descend from my fictional heaven and take me to my next high school reunion. (Yes, I was an awkward youth.) Naturally, in this delightful fantasy world of mine, every girl who was nasty to me would be pea-green with envy.
- That someone would come up with a pill to eradicate cellulite. Seriously, if I could put all my time exercising into writing, I could knock out an extra book or two a year.
- That I’d win the lottery so I could bid my day job a fond adieu and spend all my time writing sexy romance. Hitting the bestseller list and getting massive royalties to bankroll my exit wouldn’t suck either. J
What’s your guilty pleasure?
I only get one? Damn. L
Okay, I’m gonna go with dessert. Anyone who’s known me for more than a day knows they’d better claim and guard their dessert closely when I’m around. I have a particular fondness for all things pastry and/or chocolate. And cinnamon. I’ll pass on anything banana flavored though.
Do you have any hidden talents? 😉
Absolutely not! I parade my antics around for the whole world to see. <Snicker>
No, seriously…hmmm….Okay how about these…
- I “see” patterns.
Don’t know what else to call it. In a nutshell, if you move something from its
spot, I will see it. Drives my hubby bonkers. Especially when he’s intentionally trying to sneak something past me.
Example – “That new soccer Jersey in your closet, love? Yeah, I saw that. I thought you were going to pay down the AmEx bill, not add to it.”
- I can break things other people can’t.
No, seriously. It sounds preposterous, but in my day-job industry (IT), I can break applications other people thought were flawless. I’ve yet to find a software bug that can hide from my awesome bug sniffing powers.
Would you rather….
Read a paperback or on an ereader?
E-reader. I was super resistant to switch at first, but once I did, I was hooked! Now that the airlines have finally pulled their heads out of their bo-hineys, the only reason I read a paper book is when I’m a) proofing my own, or b) soaking in the tub. Not only does my e-reader let me read in bed without one of those infernal reading lamps (which always ran out of batteries way too fast), I can take my whole library with me everywhere I go. This is especially handy when I meet a new romance enthusiast and I need to share notes on favorite books and authors.
Drink champagne or beer?
Champagne. Put some orange juice in it if it’s before noon just for the sake of appearances. 😉
Heels or flats?
God, I love heels. There’s nothing to give a girl’s stride more umph than a kick-ass pair of stilettos. Only problem is, my feet hate them. So, I save the heels for my really important gigs—like cover model parties and high school reunions with my book boyfriends. J
Facebook or Twitter?
Facebook. My wit often requires more than 140 characters. (Guess that means I’m long winded, huh?) Besides that, I’m also big on eye candy and Twitter makes it tougher to enjoy the view.
Let me demonstrate…
See? How I’ve stayed out of Facebook prison so far astounds me.
Go to the beach or go to a wintery mountain retreat?
That depends. Are my book boyfriends going with me? Or am I prying my stress level off the ceiling?
If I’m de-stressing, it’s beach retreat all the way. If it’s with the aforementioned hotties, I’d say mountain retreat—completely with fireplace and lots of…um…sturdy…um…recreational surfaces. J
Is there anything else you’d like to add?
Just an open invitation to come join me in my midlife crisis, whether that’s via my oh-so vivid imagination in my books, or celebrating all things wild and sexy on social media. (Or both.) I’d love to get to know you better. Come find me at:
I hope you’ll dive into Eryx and Lexi’s adventures in Eden and, even more important, have a super awesome New Year!
See you in paradise!
Lexi high-stepped it down the hall to the room she shared with Eryx. Sconces blazed to life along the walls with each step, Eryx setting them alight with his mind to light her way. Providing what you need.
Ugh. Not something she could think about right now. His sure, confident strides sounded behind her. No matter how far ahead she tried to stay, his hunger burned inside her. Stupid gift. Now that she’d somehow uncorked it, she couldn’t get it turned it off—and damned if she wasn’t a raging inferno as a result.
She’d thought asking for time would calm his fears. Maybe ease his foot off the throttle a little bit. But oh, no. She’d tugged the lion’s tail, tossed out a slab of meat, and thrown the cage door open wide.
The door to their room whipped open and thudded against the wall.
She flinched, but kept going. “You don’t need to be so melodramatic.”
She’d gone for playful, but ended up sounding like Marilyn Monroe on a heaped-up dose of Spanish Fly. Moving to the dresser, she tugged off her blue leather sandals. “Maybe we can rest later and you can teach me how to move things with my mind instead.”
Eryx ripped his tank over his head and tossed it to the floor. Smooth muscles, flexing under tight, tan skin.
She closed her gaping mouth. Tugged the lion’s tail indeed.
“I thought I’d give you something else.” He stalked her until her back met the wall and caged her with arms on either side of her head. “Something that will feed you instead of drain you.”
He ran his nose along the column of her neck and inhaled, slow and deep.
Goosebumps prickled along her forearms and her belly fluttered. “I thought you said I needed to rest.”
“You need energy. I’m going to give it to you.” He nipped her earlobe then sucked at the same spot. “You said you’ve never known family or love.” His hot breath brushed across her skin and his tongue traced the shell of her ear. “So I’ll give you that too.”
A blowtorch, insane, leave-me-here-to-die-in-glory fire blasted from her insides out. Where the hell was her caution? Her worry?
“I warned you.” He bit her lower lip and the sting zinged to her nipples. His hands abandoned the wall and caressed her back, her thin cotton tunic a nearly non-existent barrier. “You said you could take anything I threw at you.” He whipped the tunic over her head and the indigo fabric sailed to the floor behind him. “Then you’ll have me.” His gaze lowered to her bare breasts. “All of me.”
Rhenna never thought a weird dream, a bucket list, and an addiction to romance novels would lead her into publishing, but that’s exactly how Unexpected Eden came to life. Okay, there might have been a jillion revisions in there somewhere, and a few points where her family thought she’d lost her ever-lovin’ mind, but pretty much everyone’s accepted that this author thing is chronic.
When she’s not working on the rest of the Eden books or her naughty contemporary romances, you’ll find her chasing two precious little girls, batting eyelashes at her indulgent husband, or driving with the top down and the music up loud. Oh, and “researching” on the internet. Those half-naked men she uses for inspiration don’t download themselves.
She’d love to share her “research” with you too and get to know you a little better in the process. Find her blog, Facebook, Pinterest, and other social media links at http://www.rhennamorgan.com. Be sure to sign up for her newsletter there too for snippets, upcoming releases, and author news.
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