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1. What flavor is your writing?
PB&J. Some sweet, some crunch, some nutty bits. And you know when you finish you’ll feel good =)
2. If this book was made into a movie, who would you cast to play the characters?
This is such a hard question – your characters are so clear in your mind that nobody can compare! Ana, she’s such a force of life, it would have to be somebody who’s good at action with a vulnerability that comes across through their eyes, like Kate Beckinsale in the Underworld films or Jennifer Garner from the Alias series.
As for Cade, he needs a real he-man to play him, someone with a beast. Chris Hemsworth if he dyed his hair black would be perfect. Gorgeous, can play arrogance well (Thor, anyone?), sexy enough to sizzle. Yeah…. *drools*
3. What is your favorite scene in Ashes?
I love so many scenes between Ana and Cade. Every one – I hope – sparks with banter or chemistry (or both!) but the plot is so intertwined in every scene, it’s hard to pick one without giving spoilers away.
So instead I’ll pick a scene between Ana and her fellow gang-member/brother-in-blood, Trick. These two, despite their personality clashes, have bonded thicker than superglue and it makes for some funny, touching scenes. There’s one near the beginning when Ana has managed to escape her first meeting with Cade, but has to go to Trick for help getting out of handcuffs. The scene goes from high humour to frustrated accusations to tell-alls. It always makes me smile.
4. What are you reading now or what books do you have in your TBR pile?
I tend to read all over the romance genre. At the moment I’m making my way through Gaelen Foley’s Knight Miscellany historical series (again). Sexy, funny, emotionally gut-wrenching at times, and curiously addictive.
On my TBR are dozens, but the top two are Shield of Winter by Nalini Singh, who is an incredible writer, and Revenant by Larissa Ione, who I only discovered last November but who I think is brilliant at humour and passion and men you’d lock in your house given half the chance!
5. What are you working on now?
I’ve set myself a challenge this year of writing two books – I’m one of those that usually writes and edits one book per year. I finished (and sold!) Sapphy’s story, WHISPERS, (the second in the Divided Kingdom series), in February, so I aim to finish the third book in the DK series this year, as well as the first book in a new sexy, dark paranormal series, too.
Think Fast Questions
Coffee or tea?
It would be unpatriotic of me as a British woman to say anything other than a nice cup of tea!
Cats or dogs?
Dogs all the way. Who can resist unconditional love?
Series or standalone?
Series for me. If I’ve spent time getting emotionally attached, I want to see EVERYONE end up with a soul mate =)
Winter or summer?
You’ll probably think it’s mad, and maybe it’s the British in me again, but I love when it’s just turning into winter, and you snuggle up in your warm house, hot mug of chocolate, good book in your hands…ahh.
Print or e-book?
I’m in two minds about this question. While I appreciate the ease of e-books, there’s nothing like holding a book in your hands. When I got Ashes in print I couldn’t stop touching it. For me, that’s when I knew I was published.
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Reared from birth to rule the Phoenix territory, Ana fled her future and her past when her parents were murdered. Now she secretly leads a rebellion to stop the human ruler, Edward, from experimenting on supernaturals.
When she finds herself cornered by an assassin, she knows just what to do: Roast him and toast him. Then recognition sends blue-tipped flames licking through her veins. It’s Cade, the royal bodyguard who once rejected her youthful confession of love.
When Cade regains consciousness from the force of Ana’s punch, he’s still reeling from shock—and fury. He’d loved the princess, and for ten years he thought her dead. Though his inner jackal growls with desire for her, she is the key to completing his mission for Edward—hunt down the rebel known as Liberty.
Ana can’t believe Cade doesn’t know the truth about Edward. If she can convince him of it, his blade could turn the tide of the rebellion. But first they must get beyond their past, or the whole kingdom could go up in smoke.
Warning: Contains incendiary sex between a phoenix princess with a secret identity, and a jackal shifter who can take a lot of heat. Boys from the “hood”, a king jacked up on enhanced DNA, and killer heels. Anybody got a match?
Please enjoy this excerpt from Ashes:
A smile played over his lips, a knowing one. “You were mine, once.”
When his thumb brushed her cheekbone, dipping down to rub her bottom lip, it was all she could do not to purr. For whatever reasons, this man could get beneath her barriers. He could make her lose control.
But he made her remember the past, something that threatened the foundation of the life she’d built for herself.
The door swinging into darkness. Cold, oozing puddles that cling stickily to bare feet. A young voice, wavering as she called out for her parents. Her locket a dull gold, mottled with red where it lay.
With effort, Ana jerked her chin away from his touch. “Get your hands off me, Cade.” With a thin smile, she added, “Only the vampire has those rights.”
That flash of anger. For some reason, the man in front still viewed her as partly his—the jackal, maybe, claiming her. Except jackals were solitary animals.
A growl rumbled through his chest. Keeping eye contact, he stood. When he leaned forward, she flinched, unable to help herself. Whether she was afraid of being touched or tortured, she didn’t know.
His arms flexed with muscle as he worked at something about her head. Something clunked, and the chains fell away from her with a heavy jangle. They lay on the bedspread, innocent and coiled like a false snake.
Grasping she was free, Ana slid from the bed. “Son of a bitch,” she spat, putting out a hand to help steady her. “Iron?”
She lunged at him, confused when her body refused to cooperate. Her biker boots hit the floor as she landed, tottering, two feet away from her intended target.
Focusing inward, she registered how cold her embers were. They barely glittered, a few halfhearted sparks at her prompting. A breath hissed from her.
Phoenixes radiated at around one hundred and twenty degrees; she’d wager she was operating on about human temperature. The lack of heat in the room and lack of food and water equaled her core running on empty. Even as she thought it, the sparks began to disintegrate, sucking inward to preserve the embers at her core.
Determined, she fought through the weakness, charging Cade.
He allowed himself to be thrust backward. “You’re too cold,” he commented. “Hungry. You can’t hurt me.”
“You wanna bet?”
Her knee jerked upward, narrowly blocked by Cade’s hand.
“Don’t even try it.” He pushed her away, making her stagger from weak knees. “You’ll be on your back quicker than an eager whore. Then again,” he continued, the jackal’s obvious pleasure at the verbal sparring spinning through his wicked smile, “maybe you’d enjoy that.”
With a vengeful shriek, Ana went for him. She jabbed with her fists, using her elbows when that didn’t work. He avoided all her blows, laughing with a gut-deep amusement.
When she used her scissor-kick, she saw her mistake too late as he caught her legs and flipped her to the dirty gray carpet. He was on top of her before she could curse, lazy amusement swirling like phoenix smoke.
His arms caged her as an old dimple flashed. “What did I say?”
His weight suddenly pressed down on her abdomen slashes. A wince tugged at her face before she could stop it, a hiss pouring from between her teeth.
His face changed immediately. “Fires above, Alana, you should have said something.”
“I thought you’d hurt me if it was necessary.” She shoved him off her. He let her, a hunter tracking her as she stumbled away. She dropped into the chair he’d claimed earlier, unwilling to admit her jelly limbs. “You’re all mouth.”
A slow smile spread over his face while his eyes altered to a dark velvet. Damn. She’d always been a sucker for the shadow-drenched eyes.
He stalked nearer, the jackal’s satisfied rumble curling out of his mouth as strong hands came down over hers on the chair’s arms.
She couldn’t dislodge him. Curses spilled from her as panic, not for her life but for something more prized, surged up her throat. “Don’t you come near me, Cade Lorin.”
“All mouth?” he repeated, his voice that dark drawl he’d once whispered her name with. “I’ll show you all mouth.”
Sophie H. Morgan is a paranormal romance author with a love for hot guys, sassy heroines and HEAs that seem impossible. Currently residing in England, Sophie divides her time between her two crazy spaniels and plotting how best to drive her characters into each other’s arms. Ashes is her first book.