Character Interview: Bite Me’s Lizzy Addams
Lizzy: Oh, is it interview with the vampire time? Goody.
Me: Yes, it is. The nice people want to hear your story.
Please.
Lizzy: “Nice” humans? That’s a contradiction in terms. All
right, since you asked so politely. My name is Lizzy Addams, though my inner
demon goes by Elizabeth. Mistress Elizabeth if you’ve been naughty…
Me: Keep it PG.
Lizzy: Whatever. Like I was going to link them to her smutty
website. Anyway, yes, I am a vampire. But I’m not a “rawr, kill all the
mortals” kind of vampire—those don’t last very long before someone goes Buffy
on them. I believe in peaceful coexistence, which is why I decided to save
people when the world ended.
Me: Well, technically the world didn’t “end”, it was overrun
by zombies. The world is still there.
Lizzy: Details. Stop interrupting. Okay, so the zombie
apocalypse happened. Shambling corpses all over the place, and that’s bad for
vampire business. I can’t feed from zombies, and my personal blood bank was
running dangerously low. I needed humans, and the humans needed shelter. You’d
think this was obviously a win-win situation, but no. Apparently the world
ending made the survivors cranky, and now I have to deal with unruly living tenants
in addition to the zombie horde, cranky werewolf neighbors, and my evil vampire
brother. It’s very stressful. I blame you.
Me: Yeah, well, torturing your characters is one of the
perks of being an author. Anything else you’d like to say to the nice people?
Lizzy: Yes. It sucks to be a vampire at the end of the
world. I hope you’re all entertained by my drama.
Bite Me
Robyn Bachar
Genre: Erotic paranormal romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Date of Publication: March 17, 2015
ISBN: 978-1-61922-457-5
ASIN:
Number of pages: 211
Word Count: 80k
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
Book Description:
Consumed by the need to feed…
After an out-of-control spell triggers the zombie apocalypse, Lizzy Addams is left in the ruins of Chicago with only the slightly unhinged commentary—and endless erotic appetites—of her inner demon for company. Her blood supply dwindling, she is forced to find survivors to feed from, or die trying.
Officer Angela Kinney was on duty when hungry corpses overwhelmed the city. The survivors look to her for leadership, but nothing prepared her for a beautiful monster who offers safety in exchange for blood.
Sean MacMillan never expected to see Lizzy again after she rejected his attempts to lure her back to the vampire fold. But with his flock threatened by the horde and his murderous vampire brother, Lizzy is the only one he can trust to keep them safe.
The veil of secrecy shrouding the supernatural world torn apart, humanity’s only hope is to forge an alliance with vampires, werewolves, and things that go bump in the night. Though accepting their aid could be a devil’s bargain that puts humans at the bottom of the food chain.
Warning: Contains vampire orgies, angsty demon sex, a frisky lesbian werewolf, light kink, and enough sex toys to start a store.
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We emerged from the coffin to find a
note taped to the inside of my closet door, with the instructions, “Sean, read
this first.”
No good
would come of that. Irritated, I handed him the note and opened the door. I emerged
into an empty, silent bedroom. Blinking in confusion, I paused after a few
steps. No flock, no werewolves and no one seated at my computer. The door was
shut and locked, and my stomach dropped as I was blasted by an icy wave of
fear.
“What’s
wrong?” I asked, whirling on Sean.
He stood in
the doorway to the closet, lean and so tall he nearly scraped the doorframe. Sean
studied me silently, his face a placid mask, and then he slowly unbuttoned the
jacket he’d just donned and set it aside.
“Sean…” My
voice dropped in warning as he began unbuttoning his shirt. I growled for added
effect, but he continued, stripping the shirt and then the undershirt beneath
until he was bare-chested. He didn’t seem interested or aroused—Sean looked
like a man being led to the gallows. I growled again, but instead of a threat
it was a sound of interest voice by my stirring demon. She was captivated by
the landscape of pale skin across his toned abs, wondering what his skin would
feel like beneath our fingertips.
“Lean and strong, like our Athena. Wouldn’t they make a striking
pair in our bed?”
“Elizabeth,
come here,” Sean ordered.
I was
halfway to him before I realized what had happened—anger at falling so easily into
the reflex warred with my demon’s desire to obey. With a snarl I froze,
planting my feet in a fighting stance just out of arm’s reach.
“What
the fuck is going on?” I snapped.
Robyn Bachar enjoys writing stories with soul mates, swords, spaceships, vampires, and gratuitous violence against the kitchen sink. Her paranormal romance Bad Witch series, historical paranormal romance series Bad Witch: The Emily Chronicles, and spicy space opera romance trilogy Cy’ren Rising are available from Samhain Publishing.
Her books have finaled in PRISM Contest for Published Authors, the Passionate Plume Contest, and twice in the EPIC eBook Awards.
As a gamer, Robyn has spent many hours rolling dice, playing rock-paper-scissors, and slaying creatures in mmorpgs.
1 comments:
Love the interview- Lizzy sounds like a sassy girl! Will definitely be checking out the book! :)
-Kristen @ The Cozy Reading Corner
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