Character Interview – Tori
My thanks to the readers who’ve told me they enjoyed Shadowed Passage. One in particular, Niki K. from West Virginia, has posed several questions for one of our heroines, Tori.
Tori is weeks away from graduating with her PhD in psych when destiny shatters her busy day-to-day schedule with the psychopath stalking her father.
Dylan’s protective custody is a temporary insanity.
Below is a short interview.
Niki: What are your long and short term goals after graduation? How will you attain them?
Tori: I’ll graduate in a few weeks with my PhD in psych. I plan to counsel troubled youth.
For the short term, the Neanderthal in charge of my safety is set on driving me insane. He’s attractive, smart, and oh yeah…absolutely nuts. I’d like to retaliate in the most obnoxious way possible. Whether it’s baking a laxative in with the next batch of brownies or soaking his toothbrush in cayenne pepper water overnight doesn’t matter. I’m thinking both would be nice.
Niki: What is the strangest thing you’ve witnessed while in protective custody?
Tori: Hmm—that is very hard to choose. This group of men protecting me is strange with a capitol S.
We were in the ICU visiting my father, in a coma after he was attacked. Before we left, Dylan and Nicholai took me to the nurse’s office and blindfolded me. Dylan picked me up, walked several steps and I found myself at Nicholai’s estate. (I don’t do drugs.) We’d covered over twenty miles from the hospital to Nicholai’s home in a matter of seconds. We never went outside. In my defense, I had a concussion at the time.
Niki: How do you get under Dylan’s skin?
Tori: Wear camo pj’s that are short and fit just right. Put a dirty tampon in his pillowcase.
Niki: Okay…Moving on. What are some other strange occurrences?
Tori: He somehow coerced three dolphins into giving underwater rides to his team… without having prior contact. Also, I was sitting in my room one afternoon, and the house windows suddenly blew out of the first and second floors…how does that happen?
Niki: What is Dylan’s biggest offense?
Tori: He spanked me – then kissed me…until I held a gun to his chin.
Niki: Sounds like he has secrets…Yet he gets under your skin, too, doesn’t he?
Tori: Yes—and yes. Both circumstances frustrate me to no end. I don’t like secrets or surprises…except the ones I keep.
I know he’s attracted to me, sometimes all I want is for him to hold and kiss me, but he thinks I’m in love with another man. Revealing my secrets would endanger the man I love.
Niki: Who is your closest friend?
Tori: Faith, my dog, loves me completely and unconditionally – very protective and hates men, or so I thought. I found her in Dylan’s lap, whining for more belly rubs.
Niki: What would you like Dylan to do?
Tori: Go away…no wait, not really. I want him to make love to me all night long. Well, unless he’s driving me nuts, then I want him to go away.
Niki: What scares you most about Dylan.
Tori: That he might die when he catches up with the terrorists he’s trying to locate.
Follow Dylan’s and Tori’s tumultuous affair in Shadowed Passage.
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Shadowed Passage
Anath Series
Book 3
Shyla Wolff
Genre: erotic paranormal romance
Publisher: Extasy Books
Date of Publication: 5-15-15
ISBN:
ASIN:
Number of pages: 275
Word Count: 79,000
Formats available: MOBI, PDF
Cover Artist: Latrisha Walters
Book Description:
Tariffs paid on an ill-fated decision can last a lifetime.
A young boy—tossed an impossible situation by his psychopathic uncle, father or sister, he must kill one for the other to survive.
Two decades later, Dylan has developed his psychic talents, trained by the military, learned the skills necessary to locate the family he’d abandoned as a child and kill the devil himself, Roth. On the day he’s discharged, his ex-boss offers assistance in locating his sisters, demanding help with one more mission in exchange.
Tori, a young woman weeks away from graduating with her Psych doctorate, is torn from her stable life and thrust into a world of espionage, warriors, and unexplainable phenomenon. The man she loves, Major Clannahan, attaches her to the unit charged with locating a terrorist cell. Dylan, leading the unit, draws her like no other. Yet the darkness buried in his soul will test her skills and patience beyond anything she’s ever known.
Kiera and Kyley, identical twins challenged by the extremes of evil yet remain pure of heart, both bound to their man with a love withstanding the tests of time and tragedy. One a warrior, the other with a warrior’s heart, each wield formidable psychic talents, sought after by a psychopath and terrorist bent on destroying the country.
A group of psychic warriors, dedicated to fighting evil in the shadows, locating and helping others develop their paranormal talents without splintering society’s tenacious perception of reality.
These are the extraordinary people living among us, protecting and preserving our way of life. Courage and honor, duty and strength of will can sustain us for only so long. Eventually, we must find our own path forward, learning to open our hearts to love even as we risk the ultimate pain.
Excerpt:
“The choice is
yours boy, but understand—not deciding is making a decision. Do it before I
make the decision for you. Only difference is, I won’t kill one, I’ll kill them
both. Father or sister. You have all the power.”Roth’s kept his tone calm and
gentle. The evil coiled tightly within him warmed his soul. He fancied the boy
killing his father, silently rooting for the infant to survive. He could have
lots of fun with her over the coming years.The boy’s father would die either
way. Roth had bound and beaten him just for fun.
“Daddy? What do I do?” Tears streamed down
Dylan’s face, sobs racked his entire nine-year-old battered frame. His gaze
slid from his father to his baby sister, now held by Roth. When he looked back
at his dad’s bruised and bloody face, he cried harder. His dad’s eyes were
swollen—nearly shut.
The gun shook uncontrollably in the boy’s
small hand. “Daddy?”
Boredom shadowed Roth’s eyes, the
excitement of the climax dimmed with the child’s indecisiveness. His gaze
wandered out the window over the kitchen sink. In the back yard, a massive play
structure stood, complete with swings, tunnels, overhead ladder, and a slide.
How extravagant for just two children, one still an infant. His sister always
belabored the little things. Shame she’s not present to witness this. He
would’ve found this even more amusing.
The blond haired infant cradled roughly in
his left arm actually cooed at him. Disgusting. If he kept this thing, he'd
have to hire a nanny. Still, the thought of it growing up with half the powers
he'd felt in his sister years ago made the brat worth the trouble…If she
survived today. He sighed.
****
“Dylan, son, It's okay. You’re going to
be all right. Look at me. Remember how we played catch this morning? When you
think of me, you’ll remember how we played ball today. Okay, son?” He didn’t
know what else to say in this horrific situation. His own psychotic brother in
law was forcing his son to commit the most heinous act imaginable, choose
between patricide and sororicide. Roth had always been the canary in the crazy
mind but even Devon hadn’t seen this coming.
“Awww, isn’t this touching?” Roth snorted,
no doubt weary of his twisted game. “What a little wimp. I’m growing tired of
your indecision, boy. I think I’ll just slice this little bitch’s throat.
About the Author:
Of the many lessons life seems intent on throwing her way; the most important one Shyla’s learned is to take the time to enjoy family and friends. The flux and flow of changes aren’t something to fight, but adapt to with the best of your ability. One day’s heartbreak is often followed by another day’s triumph. The only barricades remaining are the ones we refuse to navigate. She hopes you’ve enjoyed this story. Shyla’s website, ShylaWolff.com, will be updated as Dylan’s journey continues.
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