Today we’re having a brief chat with Honey Jans, who has authored a series of Sheik books, and I love me some desert sheiks, so let’s enjoy the time and imagine ourselves swept away!
1) How long have you been writing?
I only started writing about ten years ago. I guess you could say I’m a late bloomer. I’ve always loved to read but never thought to write until my sister gave me two bags full of her cast off romances. Well after wading through the stack I thought maybe I could write one. Of course it wasn’t that easy but there isn’t anything else I’d rather be doing.
2) 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.)
First and foremost I’m a busy wife and mother. I also work in customer service/sales for a clothing company. I find time to fit my writing schedule around my life and while it’s a bit chaotic at times it works for me.
3) What can you tell us about your release Arrested by her Sheik. What I’m looking for is the story about how the story came to be, not just the blurb and what not. J
Actually the opening line came to me at work one day and wouldn’t leave me alone until I got it down. After that I let my vivid imagination take over and Arrested by her Sheik was born. I always wanted to do a serialized erotic adventure and when I brought it to my publisher Red Rose Publishing they were on board for the adventure ride.
4) Multi-cultural romance is a growing niche in publishing. What is it about that, and erotic romance, that you like so much?
I love the freedom that writing erotic romance gives me. I’ve always been a very sensual person and I love giving voice to my fantasies. Writing multi-cultural romance also enables me to stretch my wings and explore other cultures. It’s why I love writing the Sheik books. My first was The Sheik’s Captive also with Red Rose Publishing and there will be two more in the series.
5) Do you think you’ll move to another genre, and if yes, what to and when?
I’ve thought about writing mysteries actually because I love to read them. I’m also working on a new paranormal and a romantic suspense that’s pretty special to me. Of course knowing me they’re going to be red hot.
6) Sweet or sour?
- Sweet of course. Or maybe sweet and sour chicken. Yum! Gosh I’m hungry.
7) Chocolate or vanilla?
Chocolate and vanilla twist please with sprinkles.
Honey Jans lives in a small Midwestern town with her husband and true inspiration. She is a born romantic with an extraordinarily vivid, yet kinky, imagination. Honey loves writing erotica and hopes that her stories add a little spice to her readers lives.
Mix one quiet librarian looking for a good time. A sexy Arab-Greek Sheik in cops clothing signing on to teach her all about sex. And criminals who will stop at nothing to get what they want…namely her dead. And you have Arrested by her Sheik. I hope you’ll come along on this thrill ride of adventure as Mandy Wilson finds out what it’s like to be Arrested by her Sheik.
“Oh my god, Mandy Wilson, you are so going to jail for this,” I hissed as I tiptoed up to the decrepit back door of the even more decrepit Greek jail. My first clue of impending disaster should have been the dented door hanging ajar, the second the eerie silence in the alleyway, but I was so determined to clear Marco’s name I breezed forward on my mission. I had to save my would-be gigolo from Nick Constantine, the obnoxious but sexy Greek cop who’d arrested him last night.
Thankfully the sun was going down and the growing afternoon shadows covered my movements. I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of a window and winced. I looked as ragged as I felt and even worse excited. I was reluctant to admit that good girl me was getting off on this. My mocha skin was flushed with what I was pretty sure was sunburn, my green eyes were drowsy from a sleepless night tearing ass through the convoluted Greek legal system, and my long wavy dark hair had long ago escaped the bun I’d pulled it in to curl around my overheated face.
Damn, the jailer would probably take one look at me and call the gendarmes. I wouldn’t have been forced to go to these extremes if Nick had been reasonable last night. But he hadn’t been. Marco was inside, our cruise ship was about to depart, and I was damned well going to get him out. It was my second reckless act since starting this journey of sexual discovery, the first being hooking up with Marco two days ago, and I was going was damned well going to do this.
I touched the door, noticing too late that it seemed to have been kicked in, and winced when it swung open with an audible groan. The groan I bit back was even louder as I froze…double fuck…and waited to be arrested. I couldn’t help imagining Nick coming down on me hard. I shivered with what I was afraid was excitement…
So, what do you think of the book? Hope you liked it!
I’ll be in Six Sentence Sunday this week. My blog-tour is continuing (see the link above for a list of stops). Coming up here on Monday’s Word-Slingers will be J.N. Johnson. Hope to see you then!