Thanks for joining me today on Night Owl Romance.
Tammie King of NOR: To get us started can you please start by telling us a little about what you are working on or have coming out?
Eve Summers: Most of my romances and erotic romances are published by Red Rose Publishing. "Danger, Word Games!" has just been released and is on the bestseller list, while "Safe Sex Incorporated" is coming out in April 2009. Tammie King of NOR: Could you please tell us a little about yourself?
Eve Summers: Eve Summers is the pen name of Yvonne Eve Walus. Both are multi-published award-winning authors passionate about books and chocolate.
Yvonne is a wife and a mother. Eve fantasises about meeting Josh Holloway on a tropical island and writes hot romances.
Tammie King of NOR: If you could be one of the characters from this book - Who would you be? And why?
Eve Summers: I'd like to be Clare from "A slave of my own desire". She gets to spend a wild night with the man of her dreams. She gets to embrace her adventurous side and, of course, she get love at the end of it all.
Tammie King of NOR: Who or what influenced you when you wrote this book? Did you have a CD, Songs, environment, etc?
Eve Summers: Every chapter in "A slave of my own desire" is a title of a song (usually from the 1980s). The songs inspired me and - in a way - dictated the contents of the chapter.
But the main influence was a man I only know in cyberspace. I met him looking for an alpha male. He and his emails formed the prototype of David from "A slave of my own desire".
Tammie King of NOR: Can you please give us a sneak peek into the book?
Eve Summers: Sure.
When the doorbell rings, I ignore it at first. But it persists, so after a while of infuriating "brrrring", I pause the DVD and grab a bag of sweets. On this one night a year, I make sure the pantry is well stocked with sweet nothings.
"Trick or treat?" I hear as I open the door.
For a moment I think I must be dreaming. He's standing there, in the flesh, wearing a black cape and those tiny red horns.
Instead of a pitchfork, he's holding a bottle of champagne. Beads of moisture are condensing on its smooth, opaque surface.
"Trick," the word rolls off my tongue before I can stop it. There. I've done it. Spoken out my innermost desire. My mouth is dry.
His eyebrow lifts. "You sure?"
He is so hot.
My head is spinning. The air smells of apples. Apple, the forbidden fruit. The red horns on his head. The promise of taboos.
Tammie King of NOR: Please tell us what you have planned next?
Eve Summers: "Fiji on Ice, Fiji on Fire" will be released mid-2009. It is set in a Fiji holiday resort. The heroine is doing her post-graduate research on online dating... by dating online under various identities. The hero plays poker like a pro. They both assume the other is a con, but they cannot resist the sexual chemistry between them.
Tammie King of NOR: What kind of research did you do for this book? Did you enjoy the research process?
Eve Summers: Well, in this book, every chapter is named after a cocktail (cocktails are very popular in Fiji holiday resorts). Naturally, I had to research the setting and I had more than my share of "Island Delights" and "Flaming Kisses".
Tammie King of NOR: What would you like to tell your readers?
Eve Summers: Please come visit me at http://yewalus.kiwiwebhost.net.nz and have a look at the contest page. Also, feel free to contact me via the web - I love hearing from my readers.
Tammie King of NOR: Do you belong to a critique group? If so, how does this help or hinder you?
Eve Summers: On and off. It works well if you find like-minded writers.
Tammie King of NOR: Can you please give us a sneak peek at any of your upcoming books?
Eve Summers: The moment Tanya Redford spotted the caramel-skinned hunk in the hotel foyer she knew two things: that the guy was a con artist and that she was in trouble - big time.
The con was in the sincere angle of his shoulders and in the forthright gaze. The con was in his smile, vulnerable with honesty. The con was in his bad-boy charm.
The mixture meant trouble of mega proportions.
Tanya didn't mean to listen in on the conversation.... All right, she did. The hunk's voice was like Kahlua and it slid delectably over her, caressing her skin and tingling her spine.
"I'm afraid I'm not much of a poker player, Mr Lockhorne," he leaned his body in towards an elderly couple and spread out his arms. "You'd hate me for spoiling your evening."
While Tanya did not believe the "not much of the poker player" part, she agreed with the rest of the statement. It would be easy to hate this guy once he'd cheated you at the poker table. She already hated him for the way her nipples tensed up at the sight of his predator-like mouth and for the way her hands ached to stroke his tight jeans.
"Nonsense," the elderly gentleman's voice boomed across the hall. "We don't take the game seriously. But evenings are so boring in this place - there is only so much Fijian dancing an old grump like me can watch in a week."
"Surely, with a delightful wife like yours -" The conman's eyes blazed brazen as he lifted Mrs Lockhorne's wrinkled hand to his mouth.
He held it there for about one hundred years, while Tanya looked on, transfixed. The air around her thickened, she gulped its heat in short shallow breaths. She would give all her days in this five-star beach resort in exchange for one night with that mouth.
"Oh, go on, Andy," the other woman laughed and tilted her head, her hand still captive on his lips. "Coming from anybody else, that comment would have sounded sleazy."
"Ma'am, I can assure you.." His cheeky grin belied the words.
Andy. The owner of the best jean-clad arse she has seen in years - make that `ever' - was called Andy. His name sent a prickling awareness up and down her spine.
Randy Andy. Andy-Candy. Neat.
Tanya's pulse quickened, and she almost heard the rapid rush of blood to her head. Andy looked like the type of guy who threw you down onto the white Fijian sand without asking and fucked you until the seventh orgasm.
Bad boys - who could resist them?
She would. She had to.
Tanya sighed as she settled in the hotel foyer with her laptop and a cocktail glass.
That wild-animal mouth. The upside-down triangle of broad shoulders and narrow hips. And that arrogant smile...
No. Not arrogant. Cocky.
Cocky. That was the word.
Tammie King of NOR: Is there anything else you would like to share with readers?
Eve Summers: Question to the readers: does anybody else also think that sex is better with arrogant bad boys than with the modern sensitive men?
Tammie King of NOR: What would be the best way for readers contact you? Do you have a website? Email address? MySpace site? Blog? Message Board? Group?
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Tammie King of NOR: When did you first decide to submit your work? Please, tell us what or who encouraged you to take this big step?
Eve Summers: I've always wanted to be published. The point of writing is to be READ. I knew I would submit my book before I wrote the words "Chapter 1".
Tammie King of NOR: What was your first published work and when was it published?
Eve Summers: The first novel as "Murder @ Work", published by Echelon Press. I murdered my boss in it, so it's kind of special to me.
Tammie King of NOR: What is the best and worst advice you have ever received?
Eve Summers: "Follow your dream". It's both the best and the worst advice.
Tammie King of NOR: Do you outline your books or just start writing?
Eve Summers: I do a broad outline, start writing as soon as I hear the words in my head, and when I get stuck I go to the outline again.
Tammie King of NOR: Who is your perfect hero? And why?
Eve Summers: Mr. Arrogant from "Danger, Word Games!" is somebody I admire, because he is honest about what he wants and he doesn't use pretty lies to get it.
Tammie King of NOR: Is there a genre of book you would like to write but haven't yet?
Eve Summers: I'd like to try a historical next. Ancient Rome has always fascinated me, and I'm sure I could incorporate an orgy or two into my work....
Thank you for this opportunity!