Welcome to the very first official Thursday Word-Slingers. I am very happy to introduce today’s guest, Adonis Devereux.
1. Adonis Devereux is actually 2 people, if I understand correctly. What made you decide to do a joint writing effort?
Our minds run along the same creative path. We agree on what makes a good story and what is essential for good writing, so we’re perfect team-mates. We found that our best ideas came when we worked together, better than anything we came up with individually.
2. How long have you been writing (together and separately)?
Together, we’ve been writing less than a year. Separately, we’ve been at it most of our lives, since childhood, through experiments with poetry in university, up to the prose we write now.
3. How many balls do you juggle on a daily basis, and how do you manage to keep them all in the air (usually), (ball = work, writing, family, etc.)?
Eleven balls: university teaching, professional editing with Evernight, a part-time Saturday job performing weddings, writing, homeschooling, and six daughters! How do we manage? We just take one day at a time, but we have to say – our three oldest are a great help with the three youngest, so that takes a lot of the pressure off.
4. Can you tell the audience about your December 26 release, Bride for the God-King (cover featured above)?
Sure! This is a story we’ve really been wanting to write for about three years, but it always got pushed to the back-burner. We could not hit on the right format. We tried journal entries, but that didn’t work. So we set it aside and worked on Worth His Freedom. It was only after the release of our first book that Bride for the God-Kingcame into focus. Even then, we wrote three chapters and then scrapped the whole thing, starting again from scratch. What we then wrote became our final manuscript.
Bride for the God-King is about a young telepathic woman who is something of an ugly duckling. Only the hero sees her beauty, inside and out, and is surprised that no one else does. Eventually, when the heroine is sought after as a bride, she trusts only the hero, for he alone loved her when no one else did.
5. Looking at the book’s page on the Evernight site, there are quite a few genres wrapped up in Bride – paranormal, historical, fantasy and of course it’s got some heat to it. What made you decide to hit on this particular combination?
Well, the book is set in the same fantasy world as Worth His Freedom, so the “fantasy” tag is understandable. We guess the “paranormal” tag comes from Elemia’s telepathy. It was labeled “historical” because of the setting – swords, horses, bride-prices, etc. And the heat? We just leave their bedroom open!
6. Do you think you’ll solidify in a single genre, and if yes, which one and when?
We doubt it. Our stories always seem to encompass more than a single genre. Evernight called our manuscripts “complicated plots”.
7. Random silliness 1: Sweet or sour?
8. Random silliness 2: Chocolate or vanilla ice cream?
She: Chocolate! Vanilla is not a flavor.
He: Vanilla. Yes, it is.
9. What’s next for you, now that Bride’s out? I didn’t see another banner on the Evernight site. Got anything else in the works? Who with (if yes)?
Nothing under contract yet. We had two releases in two months. That was a bit much. We’re working on our third novel now. It is a contemporary paranormal romance set in Scotland. We’re kind of out of our element here, so we’re picking our way through the manuscript, making sure we write the best story we can.
10. You mentioned a contest/give away when I approached you about coming to the site.
We’d like to give away a free copy of Bride for the God-King to one lucky person. Comment below, and leave your email address. We’ll choose a winner one week after this interview goes live! – TM – I’ll post the winner on 1/13/11 (Friday of that week)
The telepath Elemia has spent her whole life training for her chance to marry the god-king in his far-away capital, but then she meets Abbas—and everything comes apart as they fall for each other.
As a half-breed, Abbas is barely tolerated by his own people, and Elemia is cast out of her order of novices for being with him. As punishment, Elemia is to be sold in marriage to Abbas’ older brother, though her mind has already joined with Abbas’. The lovers would do anything to avoid this untenable situation, but even if they escape, they will still have to deal with the god-king.
Abbas laid out the pieces of clothing: first a thin, white smock, then a tight, blue bodice with laces that he laid on top. He also showed her two skirts, one slightly longer than the other. They were woven in red and blue patterns. “And, of course, your riding boots. You will find yourself ahorse more often than on foot.” Abbas was thrilled that he could teach Elemia about his ways. “I’ll step outside. When you’ve tried these on, call me back in.” He did not want to go. He wanted to stay and admire the lithe body she had hidden under her robes.
“Thank you, Abbas. Yes, I will call you back in.” But she did not move toward the clothes. She simply stood and gazed at him.
Abbas tore himself away, not trusting himself to study her body further, and his head spun as he closed the door behind him. Ahketh was standing there scowling at him, and Abbas’s euphoria evaporated. The Ausir knight represented everything that separated him from Elemia: the Order and its absolute control over her life, and the enforced marriage to Cathal.
“I hate you,” Abbas growled.
Ahketh chuckled. “I am not too fond of you, either, half-breed. The sooner we are away from each other, the better.”
Abbas brooded until he heard Elemia calling his name, more quickly than he had expected.
“What’s the matter?” he said through the door.
“I need help. I am not sure what to do with this–this thing.”
Abbas’s gaze darted to Ahketh’s face. What would the knight think of him helping Elemia with her clothes? But Ahketh did not seem to care. He was staring off into the space before him.
Abbas re-entered the room, wondering if he might find Elemia half-naked. Instead, he found her fully dressed in the shift and skirts. In her hand, she held the bodice.
“Not bad for a first try.” He laughed a little louder than he felt, trying to cover his surprise. Elemia’s breasts were round and full, larger than he had anticipated. He could make out little else save the slim curves of her hips. He cleared his throat, approached, and took the bodice. “This goes on before the skirts, and part of it tucks under them. May I?”
Elemia spread her arms out wide and looked wonderingly into Abbas’s eyes. “Please.”
Her innocence and trust both aroused Abbas to fever pitch and hardened his resolve to abuse neither. “Here, let me.” Abbas reached out and loosened Elemia’s skirts, untying them and letting them fall to the floor. The shift went to her knees. He admired the shape of her leg, strong and lean, as it disappeared up into her smock. But then he saw the tattoo, and the creeping ivy across her ankle brought him up short.
“The chieftain said my ivy will never bloom.” Elemia must have read his thoughts, or, more likely, his disappointment was plain on his face.
Abbas took what comfort he could in that promise and continued his work. He clasped the bodice around Elemia’s waist and laced it from the bottom up. He worked slowly. He wanted to take his time and enjoy the feel of her flesh beneath his hands. With each pull of the lace, Elemia’s form became more defined, more visible to Abbas’s appreciative eye. Elemia was slender and small, but the fullness of her breasts reminded him that she was not a child. The bodice stopped short under her bosom, leaving them covered only by the shift. As he tied off the lace at the top, his gaze traced the outline of her firm breasts. Her erect nipples were visible through the thin fabric.
“Is it too tight?” Elemia asked. “I cannot really breathe.”
Abbas knew that the bodice was not too tight. “It’s fine. It just takes some getting used to. You’ve spent your life in a flowing robe.” It pleased Abbas to think that Elemia was becoming as aroused as he, for if anything was too tight, it was his breeches, straining to contain his erection. He slowly knelt and picked up the skirts, raising them around Elemia’s hips, letting his hands brush against her buttocks.
Elemia sighed and reached out to tuck a stray braid back behind Abbas’s ear. As he wrapped the skirts around her waist, Abbas could feel Elemia moving against him. She was reacting the way her body wanted her to, but she was ignorant of the ways of sex. He realized had she known, she would have kept a tighter rein on her physical response. Abbas smiled to himself and tied the skirts in place, looping the belts through the bodice according to Rolador fashion. He stepped away from her then to appraise her, but he made sure he kept his hands folded in front of his straining breeches. “I have never seen a lovelier chieftainess.” He had never seen a lovelier woman. It still amazed him that others did not see Elemia’s beauty.
“You flatter me.” Elemia smoothed down the bodice. “It is kind of you to think so. You are the perfection of two races, more beautiful than either alone.”
Abbas was glad to hear the voices of Volshaden and Jhaleed in the antechamber. He could not trust himself any longer in the room with Elemia, for he wished to seize her, rip the bodice from her breasts, and lick her rosy nipples. He wanted to throw her on the bed, tear off her skirts, and thrust his throbbing phallus into her. He knew that her body would accept him; surely it had already prepared itself. She would wrap her legs around his hips and pull him in deeper, all the while devouring his mouth with her own.
“They are calling us.” Elemia brought Abbas back to reality.
Wow – your book sounds pretty danged good. I might jsut have to add it to my TBR list. As I’m sure I’m not the only one, please provide me with buy-links for all your newly minted fans!
Evernight: Worth His Freedom Bride for the God-King
All Romance E-Books: Worth His Freedom Bride for the God-King
Bookstrand: Link to both books
Amazon: Link to both books
Barnes & Noble: Worth His Freedom (Bride isn’t yet on B&N as of prepping this post)
Thank you so much for your time, both of you. In leaving, do you have ways for your fans to contact you?
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/adonis.devereux
Twitter – http://twitter.com/#!/AdonisDevereux
Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Adonis-Devereux/e/B0067XK2CU
Email – firstname.lastname@example.org
Well, hope you enjjoyed my guests today, the writing team that makes up Adonis Devereux. Please come back next Friday to see if you’ve won!