Hey ya’ll, so glad to be here! Thanks to Kristabel for having me. I’m psyched to be able to talk to everyone for a bit. For this tour I’ve been doing a lot of interviews, so I’m really excited to just talk for a minute about some more candid thoughts. Honestly when I was first approached with the offer to do a free-reign blog post I was slightly apprehensive.
I could talk to you about the perfect way to make eggs (which I do not know) or talk about my on-and-off affair with needlepoint. That really isn’t exciting – save the grandma jokes! I’ve decided to talk about some awareness, which also leads back to some of my inspiration for writing. Let’s face it, my life is writing so there really isn’t much else for me to talk about. Not unless you want to hear about my Glee obsession.
Anyone? A little Klaine talk? Anyone?
Eventually that passion turned into writing. It started as a hobby, something I never dreamed of pursuing. I wrote the worst fan fiction. My first was for this anime called Escaflowne. When I got tired of writing fan fiction, I tried my own stories. From there that passion developed.
BLURB: Valentine’s Day turns into a nightmare when an ancient vampire burns her way through the greater Columbus, ushering in the Aztec God of Death. Theo and Carlos will have to set aside their personal problems in order to put an end to a deranged killer. But as the body count rises, they find outthey’re going up against more than a vampire -– they’re going up against each other.In the midst of the chaos, Theo faces his own personal turmoil. When Lloyd confronts Theo about his feelings, Theo isn’t sure whether his heart still belongs to Carlos or if he truly cares for Lloyd. If he wants to save the world, Theo will have to overcome his troubled heart and harness the power within.
I thought I was drowning. There was a brief moment—when my vision turned black and my mind went blank—when I was sure I was standing in front of the devil.
How many people can honestly walk away from the devil after shaking his hand? No one. Because once you shake his hand, you never truly leave him. He has a piece of my soul. It was the price I paid to come back to life. Eventually he was going to collect the rest of his debt.
My back was an intricate network of knots. After a long day, I just wanted to let it all drift away. The Olympic-size pool wasn’t an ocean that could carry me away on the current, though, so I kept on swimming, pushing myself as hard as I could.
There were nights when I woke up screaming. I used to think the nightmares that stalked me were bad, but now the ones that followed me, even during waking hours, were far worse. I was just a step away from becoming a monster, and the nightmares reminded me of how close I was to falling over that edge.
“Mi corazón, are you done?” Carlos’s voice drifted down to me. I could make out his scruffy black sneakers just a few feet away from my hands.
I looked up at him, taking in the low-slung red basketball shorts, the tight black tank, and the inches of glistening caramel skin slicked by sweat. My cock twitched with life.
That was when I met Carlos.
Evelyn Shepherd lives in Columbus with a fox terrier named Sunny and a ferocious appetite for sexy urban fantasies and horrors. She spends her time writing, but when she isn't working on her next novel she's either reading or spoiling her nieces and nephew. She is currently working hard at her next novel.
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