Monday, March 4, 2013

Open Mic Monday with Laurie Roma--One Shot


Open Mic Monday is thrilled to host the talented Laurie Roma.  Today she's spotlighting her newest release, a romantic suspense with an erotic twist, One Shot, after taking some time to answer a few questions for us.  Thanks, Laurie!  We appreciate your time.
1: How did you get started as a writer? 

The short answer is I have always loved reading and I found myself saying, “Hey, I have stories to tell too!”

The long answer…well, that is a little more involved. See, my dating life has been an interesting and sometimes unbelievable mine field that could fill an entire season of Sex and the City! My friends always told me that I should write some of my stories down, since sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.  When I was in law school I started to do just that. It started as writing on the side during my free time, but after I graduated I decided to make writing a career. I have been lucky enough to use my imagination as a screenwriter in the film industry and started writing erotic romance as a hobby. Well, that hobby has now turned into an obsession, and it’s one that I don’t plan to ever give up!



2: Why do you write?


I write because I have to or I’d go crazy with all the ideas floating around in my head! lol



3: Have you ever had a day you wanted to quit and never write again?


No, I haven’t.  I may need a break, but I will always continue to write!



4: Do you feel lucky to be doing what you are doing?


I am extremely lucky!  Every time a book is accepted for publication I feel like I’ve won the lottery.  I know how difficult it is to break into the literary world and it is an incredible feeling to have my work validated by a publisher and even more so to hear that my readers love my work. I don’t think I’ll ever get over that feeling!

5: What kind of hero do you most enjoy writing about?

I like writing about strong, alpha-male heroes.  Sure, they can have their dumb male moments, but overall I like writing about men with integrity, honor and strong personalities. And of course they have to be HOT!

On the flip side, I also like writing strong heroines. I think because I have a background in martial arts and a kick-ass attitude, I often find parts of myself in the characters I write.

6: When you read, what do enjoy reading the most?

It would depend on what type of mood I’m in. Sometimes I like to read something paranormal – with vampires, werewolves or other things that go bump in the night. Other times, I may feel like something light, like a regency romance or sweet contemporary. But most of the time I love good romantic suspense…hot action and hot romance does it for me!

7: What do you think makes a great bedroom scene?

Simple, whatever turns you on. If I’m writing a sex scene and I haven’t done it or wouldn’t try it myself then how the hell can I write about it and make it hot? 

8: When is your favorite time to write?

I am totally a night owl so I do my best writing in the middle of the night when most others are sleeping. 

9:  Is there any of your strengths or weaknesses in your books you use to develop your characters?

In my latest release, ONE SHOT, the story is quite personal to me... Tara is a complex character, both strong and emotionally vulnerable in a way that many victims of violence are. In the creation of her character I used a little bit of personal experience along with what I learned from friends who have suffered from PTSD. I was also fortunate enough to volunteer at a women’s shelter for abused women and children for a few years and tried to encompass some of the things that I learned during my time there. That being said, I was inspired to write this story to give hope to anyone recovering from something in their past, and to say that everyone deserves their own happily ever after.

10:  Do you have any advice for new writers?

Don’t give up. Seriously, don’t ever stop writing. If you have a passion for it – follow your dreams and keep working at it.

11:  Do you have an upcoming book you would like to tell me about?

Yes, the first book in an all new ménage series will be coming out April 16th. It is called Into the Dream and is part of the Arcadian series.

Book Blurb:

INTO THE DREAM

Allison Summers is having the mother of all bad days. As a surgeon, Allie is a strong woman who has led a difficult life. She is fighting to make the best of her situation, but everything changes when she is struck by lightning and finds herself transported to another world.

Arcadian Princes Tynan, Cael and Ryder Dracor have been looking for the woman who will complete their souls. Born in a world with a shortage of females, they fear that day will never come. When a golden-haired goddess suddenly appears they are shocked, but know they want her as their mate. Allie wants to go home but now that they’ve found her, they don’t want to let her go…

When wills clash and legacies are unveiled, it seems as though Allie was destined to become part of this world. But as she struggles with her new life can she find a way to truly be happy and embrace being an Arcadian?


Thanks again, Laurie.  I appreciate your time.  Now for some more about One Shot and Under Pressure.  I love the excerpts you've shared with us.  



The IAD Agency Series
Under Pressure is the first novel of the IAD Agency series and One Shot is the second novel, just released on Feb 5th. If you’re a fan of action packed Contemporary/Romantic Suspense with an erotic twist, then this series is for you.
The IAD Agency series novels are all stand-alone stories, but it is highly recommended to read them in order to get the most enjoyment from the series.

Book Blurb: 
Jason MacBain is the perfect agent. Tall, dark, and deadly, he is a man who lives by simple rules—kill the bad guys and protect the world. Closed off from his emotions, Jason has never believed in love and doesn’t need anyone. But all that changes the night he meets Bella Moretti…
Isabella Moretti is a famous chef struggling to reclaim her life after she survives a vicious attack. Moving back to Chicago to recover and be closer to her family, Bella meets Jason and is frightened by the passion he stirs inside her. But now that Jason has found Bella, he is determined to claim her as his. And when her stalker reappears, Jason is under pressure to gain her trust, find a way to keep her safe, and do whatever it takes to end the threat to her for good.
Bella is forced to trust Jason with her safety, but does she dare trust him with her heart?
A Siren Erotic Romance
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STORY EXCERPT
Her screams stopped, turning into whimpers. Shudders wracked her body as she clawed her way from the dream back into reality. Bella’s breath came out in sharp gasps as she battled to force air into her lungs. She shoved the nightmare back, held onto the sound of his voice. 
Jason.
She could smell him, the spicy, sexy scent of him, close. Offering safety. Gripping the body that held her close, she clung to him and buried her face into his neck, just breathing him in.
Son of a bitch.
Nothing could ever compare to the sheer terror Jason had felt when he had snapped awake to the sound of Bella’s screams. Reacting instantly, he wound his arms around her flailing body and held tight. The devastating pain he heard being ripped from her was utterly petrifying. Never had he flinched in battle, always a cool steady hand in every combat situation he had been in. None of that shit mattered right now. 
Jason was terrified.
Right now Jason was shaking like a leaf in the wind, and he was chilled to the bone. Her pain, her anguish had become his own. The glimpse into her nightmares had destroyed him. Soothing words spilled from his lips. Unknowing what he said, as long as they gave her comfort. 
For fuck’s sake, get it together, man.
It was still night. In the darkness, Jason pulled her chilled body against him. Wrapping himself around her, he ran his hands down her back, trying to will her pain away. Bella burrowed into him. 
“I’m okay…I’m okay…” she repeated over and over. She was fighting the tears, determined to regain control. Minutes faded as she finally calmed. Deep embarrassment swamped her.
Whispering “I’m sorry,” she tried to pull back, putting a hand on his chest to push away. Muscles flexed beneath her hand, and she found herself trapped underneath the large body of a very pissed-off male.
In the moonlight, she could see his face, fierce and savagely beautiful. “Never, never apologize to me for having a nightmare,” Jason snapped in a cold, commanding voice.
“Umm—”
“I’m not finished.” His voice was as sharp as a knife. “I’ve things to say, and I will bloody well say them now. Never apologize for what that animal did to you. Let me be here for you, damn it. Don’t hide it from me. I will not accept you pulling away from me after that.” 
He could hear the words that were spilling from his mouth, but he couldn’t seem to stop. Jesus, was he crazy?
He gulped in a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm his own frantic heartbeat. “Christ, I’m sorry. I’m being an ass again. I dinna mean to snap at you. I don’t deal well with being…scared. Just let me hold you, love. I need to hold you. Please just let me be here for you.”
Bella wound her arms around him as he rolled over to his side, pulling her into his secure embrace. His body was rock solid, pure muscle wasn’t that comfortable to lay on, but the immense warmth of his body helped chase the last of the chill out of her body. His leg trapped hers, and he curled up as if he were trying to shelter her with his very being. Her head rested over his heart, listening to the strong powerful beat calmed her more than anything she had ever known. One of his hands came up to stroke her hair, and the other remained wrapped around her middle like steel, holding her to him.
“Bloody hell that was a bad one, wasn’t it?” He could feel her nod.
Jason held her tight to him, wanting to absorb her into his own body where he could keep her safe. “Don’t ever hide from me, okay? We can get through this together. You just have to let me help you. I handled this badly, but just know I want to be here for you. Love, I need you to let me.”
Bella turned and pressed a kiss directly over his heart. He in turn kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer. The heat of his body seeped in and melted the bitter cold she always felt when coming out of the nightmare. His protective embrace comforted her just like the reassurance given with his words. Time passed as she counted the beats of the strong heart beneath her head.
“Do you hear that?” His voice was soft, a deep rumbling of sound that touched her very soul. 
She kissed his chest again. “What, your heart?”
“It beats for you now.”
Touched beyond belief, she felt hot tears slowly trickle out of her eyes to slide down to his chest. Her throat closed up, but she forced herself to give him the only thing back she could think of. “I heard you calling me,” she said softly. “You pulled me back, out of the nightmare. I just had to find you. I heard you, and I knew you would keep me safe. You…you make me feel safe.”
Jason felt his own eyes mist and closed them in defense. Jesus, what was wrong with him? Fuck, he loved her. Those words, so simple, so bravely spoken had torn down the last of his defenses. Bella’s eyes fluttered closed again, words slurring with exhaustion as she burrowed into his heat. “I need you. I hate needing you so much. Hold me until I sleep? Don’t let go, okay?”
“Never,” he vowed, pressing a kiss on the top of her precious head. “I’ll never let go.” 


Book Blurb:
Tara Toshi is a woman on the edge. Code name 'T-rex', Tara is one of the elite agents of the IAD Agency, modern day warriors tasked with taking down terrorists and keeping the world safe. She doesn’t believe that happily ever after exists for her, until her world collides with corporate tycoon Julian King… 

Julian King is the owner of a multi-million dollar hotel empire and personally runs the Palace Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas. He is a man who rules his kingdom with an iron grip and knows that the house always win. But when he meets agent Tara Toshi all bets are off. As a terrorist plot threatens his city, Julian realizes that he is also jeopardy of losing his heart. 

Passion explodes every time Tara and Julian come together, but can she risk taking this one shot at finding happiness and give her heart to a man she barely knows? 
A Siren Erotic Romance
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STORY EXCERPT
Music thumped a steady rhythm like a heartbeat.
The low throb of a Hayabusa motorcycle cut through the night as the rider pulled up in front of the club. The rider coasted the bike a few feet down past the valet stand, then shut it off with a flick of the wrist. A valet rushed forward, reaching out with a ticket in his hand. His eyes glazed over with anticipation as he looked at the bike. At least until he got a good view of the rider. 
Then he lost his ability to speak. 
Eyes turned from every direction as Tara took off her helmet and shook out her hair. She had on a long black wig, highlighting the China doll look she was going for tonight. Skillfully applied makeup made her look younger than she really was and accentuated her exotic features to a tee. Both the wig and makeup helped hide her real features. The darkness inside the club would also be a plus, helping to dissuade anyone from truly recognizing her. 
At least the her she was right now.
She had dressed to be noticed, wanting people’s attention on the whole package she presented instead of why she was there. Dressed to kill in a tight, black strapless corset with red lace covering that had her boobs busting out of the top, tight black leather pants, and black knee-high boots, Tara was a walking wet dream. 
Tara had spent the afternoon familiarizing herself with Ricardo Mendez and his organization. Not much was known about this up-and-coming drug lord besides he was pissing off his competition left and right. Tara had spoken to a DEA agent earlier who was an old friend. The DEA agent had given her what she hoped was useful information and she had made sure to dress the part. Ricardo Mendez, it seemed, had a taste for young women with a dominant streak…Asian women in particular.
Well, she’d give him what he wanted.
Tara purposefully arrived early, wanting to scope out the crowd and watch for Mikayla’s arrival. She hooked her helmet onto the bike then turned to the waiting valet, gifting him with a slow smile. “Could you do me a favor…please?” Tara’s voice purred out in with a hint of a Chinese accent.
“A…anything,” the valet stuttered out.
“Would you make sure my bike stays right here? I would worry about him otherwise.”
“Him?”
“Hmm…yes, I call my bike a him. I…ride him after all…don’t I?” She traced a finger seductively over the collar of his shirt, making him gulp.
“Oh yeah,” he whispered reverently. He tried to speak normally, then had to clear his throat before he tried again. “I will watch it…him for you. I will be right here waiting for you when you leave. I mean, it…it will be right here.”
“Thank you”—her eyes drifted down to his nametag—“Dennis.” She leaned in close to press a kiss to his cheek and heard him sigh as she walked away. Tara made her way back toward the entrance of the club with a slow swing of her hips, her steps confident and controlled. Her team was already in place inside and she was ready for the night to begin.
A noise chirped in the earpiece she wore and immediately slowed her step. “This is God to T-rex. Can you hear me?”
Tara smiled to herself as she heard Adrian’s voice in her ear. “God? Sugar, even you are stretching that one.”
Tara heard Rock’s amused reply over the comms. “He’s just pissed that he lost the toss for who gets stuck in the van.” 
“Fuck you, asshole,” Adrian replied. “Everyone is in place, T-rex. We’re a go.”
Tara saw her friend Mikayla pull up in front of the club in a flashy red sports car. The valet rushed forward to open the passenger door. “Lynx is here,” Tara murmured, knowing her team would hear her. 
Mikayla swung long legs out. Taking the valet’s hand, she allowed him to help her out of the car. She had on a tight green dress with thin straps that stopped just this side of decent. Her thick gold bracelets and chain necklace seemed innocent enough, but Tara knew better. She had seen Mikayla use that gold chain around her neck to garrote someone a few months ago and those bracelets were very handy in a fight. 
The gold rings on Mikayla’s fingers might look pretty but Tara knew that with a flick of the stone, a tiny needle would pop out of the band, holding a powerful drug that would take down a two-hundred-pound man in less than three seconds. Tara knew because she had a similar one on her own hand. All the women of IAD shopped together for their jewelry. 
Both women were walking arsenals and no one would ever know it. 
Time to go to work.

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