1) Selena thank you for blogging with me today! First off tell everyone about yourself, your books and the genres you write.
SI: Thank you so much for having me. My name is Selena Illyria and I write Interracial Romance in the genres of: Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Futuristic, Fantasy and Contemporary.
2) So Brent… super hot, super sexy and you know I love a dragon. How did you come up with this delicious character?
SI: He was featured in the story Dragons at Midnight. It was supposed to be a one off story but both Brent and Fletch wanted their own stories and I just had to give in. Who could resist Brent?
3) I know you, LOL you can find plot bunnies anywhere, what gave you this nugget of reading pleasure in Dragon Ugly?
SI: The story originally stared out as a one night stand where Brent wasn't searching for his mate but then the characters hijacked the story. Can you believe it? They kept changing it until they liked it! I was just their helpless writer puppet.
4) I’ve met you and you seem like the aromatherapy type. Does Clarissa have a touch of Selena in her?
SI: Aromatherapy can be soooo soothing and lovely. Scents can set the mood from making you hungry to making you...well, you know. I wanted Clarissa to have her own business, she came off to me as caring about others and what better way to care then to help people find their calm. During that time, I was very stressed in trying to get back into the writer's swing of thing after burn out so aromatherapy and meditation helped a lot. I put that into the story, so yes, she does.
5) So what are you favorite scents?
SI: Lavender, vanilla, sage, citrus, ginger, *goes to look at Yankee Candle site*. Yankee Candle is my Candle porn site. I can't resist it. So how about my fave candles to show my fave scents?
Lavender Vanilla, Lavender Lemon, Evening Air, Home Sweet Home, Island Spa, Leather, Midsummer's Night, (they have a Bacon scent), Mountain Lodge, and let's end it off with Sage and Citrus.
6) If you had to be a shifter would you be dragon, wolf or something else and why?
SI: Hmmm, that's difficult, maybe a dragon shifter? Because I can fly-- no airport scans and no lines or booking tickets or spending money on flights and I can set fire to irritations.
7) What else do you have in the works, have the plot bunnies completely taken over?
SI: I just turned in my first Contemporary no Paranormal in sight book. I'm revising an old story involving a Succubus and a Warlock and I have edits for my first book in a new series, Bachelor Auction: Mate Not Wanted. The Plot Bunnies haven't take over but they're getting there.
8) Halloween we all love it what are your plans to celebrate and what is your favorite scary movie?
SI: Watch my favorite B movies and relax. If I'm awake at Midnight I light incense for those that have passed on.
9) We see all these paranormal books being made into movies. Which one of your book would you see on the big screen and who would you pick to play your characters.
SI: Oh lord, I never know how to answer these questions. Um, maybe the revision I'm working on right now? Although, I have no clue who would play Connor or Roxi. I do have an actor in mind for a new character I've introduced in the book but I'd have to wait to cast him but I've got to do his story first.
10) IR is becoming more popular, Sleepy Hallow, Scandal and even our favorite show Strike Back. Do you think our genre is finally getting its props? Thoughts?
SI: I hope so! Although, they need to get that whole Stonebridge/Martinez flirtation on track! I would love to see more IR on TV but that the relationship be of quality and substance, not something to throw out to try and lure in viewers.
Anything Else you’d like for our very fantastic readers to know?
SI: Other than that you're awesome? Nothing else that I can think of.
Thank you kindly for blogging with me today. Now all you readers get your tushies out there and buy Dragon Ugly!
In honor of Halloween Here's the Mini Sequel to Dragon Ugly featured in the Halloween Heat Menage Antho:
Excerpt Rating (PG-13),
Series: Halloween Heat II: Dragons at Samhain
Genre: Paranormal, Interracial, Ménage
It’s Samhain and Brent wants to fulfill Carissa’s fantasy of sex in a bookshop while it’s open. With help from Fletch he’s going to make it a hot, steamy night she’ll never forget.
Carissa only wanted to spend more time with her mate she didn’t know what to expect when they arrived in the mountains to visit his parents. After dressing her as a French maid, him as Highway man and their friend Fletch as Zorro, she’s pretty sure that he’s taken her fantasy to a whole new level.
Samhain has always been a magical time, now it’s about to get a whole lot hotter.
Author Note: This story comes after Dragon Ugly (Coming Soon!).
Jack-o-lanterns were everywhere, with candles flickering in the wind, painting leering visages at passers-by. Brent pulled Carissa down the sidewalk of Hidden Cavern Village with their friend and part time ménage partner, Fletch, in tow. Brent and Carissa had been lovers for the past two months and only included Fletch if Brent’s dragon became too pushy and decided he wanted to join in the sexual fray. Tonight was one of those nights. Away from Shadow Bay, the place they called home, and in the mountains that surrounded the town, everyone was spending time with Brent’s parents for their annual Samhain celebration.
For the past week Brent had spoken about nothing but fulfilling Carissa’s fantasy of fucking in a bookstore while the store was open. Their original plan had fallen through due issues with his dragon. Despite a magical ceremony to bind the dragon within Brent to control the beast, it was too strong. It would appear at the most inopportune times—when Brent felt something strongly or during sex. Tonight Brent was determined to give Carissa her fantasy, and he was going to include Fletch to do it. He’d found a bookstore willing to look the other way and he’d scoured the shop for the perfect spot. The thrill would be there for Carissa, and to Brent, that was all that mattered.
Carissa’s heart thudded against her ribcage as she allowed Brent to guide her past the shops declaring Halloween and Samhain sales and discounts. Children dressed up in various costumes rushed past them, chased by harried parents. None of that really registered. Brent’s solid, roughened palm against hers, the heat rolling off his body in waves, the aura of sexual determination and arousal coming from him wrapped around her. Her own desire pulsed between her thighs; her nipples tightened and ached for his touch. He’d dressed her tonight in a sleeveless French maid costume with crotchless panties and no bra. Cool night air brushed against her overheated sex, teasing her throbbing clit.
Fletch trailed behind them in a Zorro costume, complete with cape and mask. Brent had decided that the Highwayman costume was more to his liking, complete with a cape and mask of his own. Both men looked dashing and dangerous. A thrill raced down her spine as she glanced back at Fletch, who’d decided to go the scruffy route with a bit a coppery colored beard on his jaw. Brent’s darker five o’clock shadow made him look just as fierce. He had insisted that during the fantasy her wrists would be bound behind her back and she would be blindfolded so she wouldn’t know who was doing what. Carissa hadn’t thought that far for her fantasy, all she’d known was she wanted to fuck in a bookstore. Brent had taken it to a whole new level.
She’d even overheard them talking of using nipple clamps to help increase her pleasure. None of that mattered as much as being with the man she loved, her mate. Her wolf was just happy for a change in scenery. At the end of the night, when the clock struck Midnight, they would all shift, Brent and Fletch into dragons and Carissa into a wolf. According to Brent’s parents, it was a way to welcome Samhain in your purest form. New place to explore, and a new experience to add to the ones that Brent had brought into her once boring life.
They continued on down the block, passing more kids and parents and dodging late night drunks who were leaning on each other for support as they walked down the sidewalk. The air was filled with softness and anticipation, as if the world was holding its breath for the Witch’s New Year, when the veil between man and the dead was the thinnest. Or in this case, when the veil between mortals and the paranormal blended together to become one.
Tension shivered along her muscles as her arousal and excitement blended together. She hid her eagerness to act out this fantasy and move on to the next. Brent led the way, and she rushed to catch up with him.
“Whoa there, lover,” Carissa called out. “We have time, there’s no rush.”
“He’s just impatient,” Fletch said as he caught up. “Slow down man, I don’t want to look suspicious to the cops.” He nodded his head toward a man dressed as a British Bobby.
Brent grumbled something that Carissa didn’t catch, but she was relieved when he slowed his pace to a relaxed walk. Her muscles ached as she matched his speed. They had been walking over uneven cobblestone, up and down hills, for the last half hour.
“Trying to get me to lose five pounds?” she teased, knowing that wasn’t the case.
“You know I love your curves, honey.” Brent leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Sorry for the rush, just wanted to get there as fast as possible in case they changed their mind.”
Fletch laughed. “Fat chance of that, they’ve done this type of thing before. Tor arranged for it last month when he brought Louisa with him on a visit to his parents. So no worries.”
Carissa didn’t comment, she just kept walking. At least she knew that this would be a safe place to fulfill this type of fantasy.
The town around them was dressed in its fall colors, deep reds, bright golds, rich browns and even a few green leaves still decorated the trees. Cinnamon, cloves, pumpkin and incense wove through the cool breeze that brought goose bumps to her bare arms and legs. She tugged at her skirt, wishing it were a little longer and that she’d been allowed to wear stockings. Brent had said that stockings or even thigh highs would have gotten in the way. So she dressed in the costume Brent had provided for her and followed him and Fletch out the door with kisses and winks from Brent’s mom and dad.
“If you wanted to take me on a pleasure tour of your hometown, you couldn’t have done it during the day and allowed me to wear more comfortable shoes?” The five-inch peep toe stilettos weren’t doing her feet any favors on the cobblestone sidewalks.
“Sorry, I should have warned you.” Brent pulled her toward him and gave her a kiss on her temple. “The bookstore is in the more secluded part of town.”
“The Red Light district,” Fletch leered.
“Sex, sex, sex, that’s all you think about,” she teased back.
“Well, when you’ve got a sexy girlfriend like I have, that’s all you can concentrate on.” Brent stopped and pulled her in a for a long slow kiss.