Wednesday, 22 August 2012

Giveaway, Interview & Sneak Peek: Author Lauren Hunter

Just a couple more days with the lovely Lauren Hunter as our Author of the Week. I just wanted to finish off by giving you the opportunity to read Lauren's response to our random questions, and also to let you all have a little read of her new release The Promise which is due for release at the end of the month.
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1.     What’s in your fridge right now?

Not much, my mom used to do the shopping, but now that it’s me and my dad we have a completely different list of foods we get. For the longest time there weren’t any vegetables in there, other than premade Coleslaw for my dad. Other than that, maybe some fruit and condiments. I know, I know, it sounds pathetic, but when you’re grieving you don’t really care.

2.     What song do you sing at the top of your voice every time you hear it?

I don’t listen to music anymore, not since my mom died. But when I did it wouldn’t be the song but my mood that would dictate whether I sang. Since I moved to where I am now, seven years ago, I can’t sing anymore as it will disturb my brother’s family upstairs. I have a trained voice so I like to sing more loudly.

3.     Other than writing, what special or unusual talent(s) do you have?

It would depend on who you ask, as to whether it would be considered a talent. I sketch, and have posted a few on my author page on facebook, under notes. They are really faint so you will have to click on them to see them better. Um...I have a trained singing voice; I can play the piano, I’ve done a little bit of acting, I used to figure skate, studied tap, jazz ballet and ballet for a bit, stuff like that.

4.     Where did you last go on holiday?

Holiday? What’s that? No, but seriously, if we are talking strictly holiday with no conventions involved...That would be when I was working in Japan for a year, and took a couple of weeks off to fly over to Hong Kong, during Chinese New Year. We then went over the border into China, and took a ferry to Macau, which is part of Portugal, if I remember correctly. But that was twenty years ago.

5.     If your house was attacked by feral aliens, and they were zapping your house with their Über super bombs, what five items would you save?

Knowing that my family was safe and that we had food, water, blankets and things like that, I would probably grab family photos, my flash drive with all my in progress or published work, my file drawer with all my plots and ideas, my artwork, and something to remember my mom by.

6.     If someone wrote a biography about you, what do you think the title should be?

The title would be, “What the...?!”

  7.     If you were a comic book character, which one would it be?

Wonder Woman, because I am always wondering what the heck is going on.
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Now for a sneak peek at Lauren's new Regency Paranormal Romance novel. Due for release August 31st.

When his first love, the Lady Marianne, dies in his arms, the Duke of Albourne believes her lost to him forever…until he meets the Lady Elizabeth, who seems strangely destined to fulfill Marianne’s promise of a last dance with the duke.


Anthony Thornhill, the Duke of Albourne, was quite enjoying the close company. He had to admit, she was not like the many other girls he had known, all fluttering eyelashes and coy smiles behind lace fans. No, she was quite extraordinary, and the fact that she was not already melting under his most capable charm, as every other sweet young thing to have graced his presence had done, was evidence enough of that. She intrigued him, this young woman before him, and engendered a sense of challenge within him. And he was never more alive than when aroused by a challenge as sweet as Lady Elizabeth.

He grinned, observing her downward glance, and then looked in the direction of the refreshment tables. “It would seem that I must attend to this,” he admitted with a note of reluctance, having come to appreciate their intimate circumstance. “If you would wait for me here, I won’t be but a—”

Lady Elizabeth gasped as someone fell against her, pushing her into Anthony. He reached out quickly, catching her in his arms. The impact knocked him back although he braced against it.

“Forgive me,” Lady Elizabeth uttered. Her palms pressed firmly into the now taut muscles of Anthony’s chest. She tried to right herself, but the man who’d knocked her over was still pushing against her as he attempted to stand.

The fragrance of lilacs rose before Anthony, the firmness of Lady Elizabeth’s body now deliciously warm as she was pressed helplessly against him. He tightened his arms around her. Her silken curls caressed his face and as the pink of her cheeks deepened noticeably, he smiled.

He liked the way she felt in his arms. In fact, he’d been thinking about it ever since she’d stumbled into those same arms earlier in High Street. Only then, the moment had been lost before he’d had the opportunity to really enjoy it.

Now, he was definitely enjoying the moment, and the fact that he was unable to move—unable to do anything in which he could remedy the situation—was no cause for alarm as far as he was concerned. Although she was trying desperately to pull away, moving her body ever so slightly against him in the process, it only served to heighten his pleasure.

“Lady Elizabeth—”

The man righted himself and Lady Elizabeth was at last able to free herself. 
“You must believe me the clumsiest fool, sir,” she said to Anthony, her hands still firmly pressed upon the embroidered grey silk of his waistcoat.

“I could never believe that of you, Lady Elizabeth.” An errant curl had come loose, its raven tress descending upon the milky white of her neck, and he watched as she tried unsuccessfully to tuck it back into place.

He realized he had been staring. “Lady Elizabeth?” He hesitated, hoping his words would bring those green eyes to look upon him, her gaze having been directed everywhere but. “Lady Elizabeth, I—”
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