My fellow Air Force veteran, Larissa Ione, joins us today to celebrate the release of REVENANT ...
Kim: What is your favroite Star Trek character, episode, movie, or franchise?
Larissa: THIS is a super hard one, because I have SO many favorites when it comes to Star Trek. I will say that my favorite franchise is the original series, but The Next Generation is a very close second. I’m LOVING the new Star Trek crew, though, and I think the first new Star Trek movie might actually be my favorite of all of them, just barely edging out Star Trek 6: The Undiscovered Country. Gah…I could talk Star Trek for HOURS!
Kim: Do you watch the weather channel and/or make your own predictions?
Kim: Do you watch the weather channel and/or make your own predictions?
Larissa: I do watch The Weather Channel sometimes, especially if there’s a major weather event happening. And yes, I’m a bit of a weather geek, so I tend to grab surface and pressure charts from NOAA websites and make my own forecasts. I’m actually really good with radar, and I can generally time a weather event like rain or snow almost down the minute (if it’s happening the same day. Any farther out than that, and things get dicey!)
Kim: What brand of champagne is chilling in your fridge? Do your characters like champagne?
Larissa: Right now, I’ve got Martini & Rossi Asti Spumante in the fridge. We’ll probably have it on Revenant’s release day. Celebrate everything! J And yes, my characters LOVE champagne. Because yum.
Thank you again for having me! It’s ALWAYS a pleasure. I hope you have a wonderful holiday!
Kim: What brand of champagne is chilling in your fridge? Do your characters like champagne?
Larissa: Right now, I’ve got Martini & Rossi Asti Spumante in the fridge. We’ll probably have it on Revenant’s release day. Celebrate everything! J And yes, my characters LOVE champagne. Because yum.
Thank you again for having me! It’s ALWAYS a pleasure. I hope you have a wonderful holiday!
REVENANT by Larissa Ione (December 16, 2014; Grand Central Publishing Mass Market; $8.00)
HELL HATH NO FURY . . .
For five thousand years, Revenant believed he was alone in the world, a fallen angel beyond any redemption. Now he finds he has a twin brother who had all the light and love Revenant was denied. Caught in a tug of war between Heaven and Hell, he must weigh his thirst for revenge against his desire for a mysterious female named Blaspheme-a female whose very origins could deliver him into salvation . . . or destruction.
LIKE AN ANGEL SCORNED
Blaspheme has a deadly secret: she's the forbidden offspring of an angel and a fallen angel. Hunted by both heavenly and satanic forces, she has survived only by laying low and trusting no one. When Revenant claims he can save them both, how can she possibly believe him? But the powerful angel is persistence incarnate and for Blaspheme, there's no place she can hide in Heaven or Hell where he won't find her . . .
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A former meteorologist and EMT, Air Force veteran Larissa Ione now gets her daily dose of excitement from vampires, werewolves, demons, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. She lives in wintery Wisconsin with her U.S. Coast Guard husband, her teenage son, a rescue cat, and her hellhound, a King Shepherd named Hexe.
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... and offers an excerpt below:
Since the moment Revenant bumped into Blaspheme at the hospital a few weeks ago, he’d been obsessed, and now, as her long legs ate up the asphalt as she walked toward him, he imagined them wrapped around his waist as he pounded into her. The closer she came, the harder his body got.
“Blaspheme.” He stepped out from between two black ambulances, blocking her path.
She jumped, a startled gasp escaping full crimson lips made to propel a male to ecstasy. “Revenant.” Her gaze darted to the hospital doors, and he got the impression she was plotting her escape route. How cute that she thought she could get away from him. “What are you doing lurking in the parking lot?”
Lurking? Well, some might call it that, he supposed. “I was on my way to see you.”
She smiled sweetly. “Well, you’ve seen me. Buh-bye.” Pivoting, her blond ponytail bouncing, she headed in the opposite direction.
“Come home with me.”
“Wow.” She turned and crossed her arms over her chest, which only drew his attention to her rack. Niiice. “You get right to the point.”
He shrugged. “Saves time.”
“Were you planning to wine and dine me at least? You know, before the sex.”
“No. Just sex.” Lots and lots of sex.
He could already imagine her husky voice deepening in the throes of passion.
“Oh,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re charming, aren’t you?”
Not once in his five thousand years had anyone ever called him charming. But even uttered with sarcasm, it was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to him.
“Don’t do that,” he growled.
“Do what?” She stared at him like he was a loon.
“Never mind.” Dying to touch her, he held out his hand. “You’ll love my play room.”
She wheeled away like he was offering her the plague instead of his hand. “Go to hell, asshole. I don’t date fallen angels.”
“Good news, then, because it’s not a date.” And he wasn’t a fallen angel.
“Right. Well, I don’t fuck fallen angels either.” She made a shooing motion with her hand. “Go away.”
She was rejecting him? No one rejected him. No one.
She started to take off again, and he blinked, confused. This wasn’t right. He had his sights set on her, and she was supposed to surrender. This was something new. Something…titillating.
He moved in slowly, matching her step for step as she backed up.
“What are you doing?” She swallowed as she bumped up against a massive support beam.
“I’m going to show you why you need to come home with me.” He planted both palms on the beam on either side of her head and leaned in until his lips brushed the tender skin of her ear. “You won’t regret it.”
“I already told you. I don’t fuck fallen angels.”
“So you said,” he murmured. “Do you kiss them?”
“Ah…no, I—“
He didn’t give her the chance to finish her sentence. Strawberry gloss coated his lips as he kissed her, and he swore he’d never liked fruit as much as he did right now.
Her hands came up to grip his biceps, tugging him closer as she deepened the kiss. “You’re good,” she whispered against his mouth.
“I know,” he whispered back.
“Blaspheme.” He stepped out from between two black ambulances, blocking her path.
She jumped, a startled gasp escaping full crimson lips made to propel a male to ecstasy. “Revenant.” Her gaze darted to the hospital doors, and he got the impression she was plotting her escape route. How cute that she thought she could get away from him. “What are you doing lurking in the parking lot?”
Lurking? Well, some might call it that, he supposed. “I was on my way to see you.”
She smiled sweetly. “Well, you’ve seen me. Buh-bye.” Pivoting, her blond ponytail bouncing, she headed in the opposite direction.
“Come home with me.”
“Wow.” She turned and crossed her arms over her chest, which only drew his attention to her rack. Niiice. “You get right to the point.”
He shrugged. “Saves time.”
“Were you planning to wine and dine me at least? You know, before the sex.”
“No. Just sex.” Lots and lots of sex.
He could already imagine her husky voice deepening in the throes of passion.
“Oh,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’re charming, aren’t you?”
Not once in his five thousand years had anyone ever called him charming. But even uttered with sarcasm, it was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to him.
“Don’t do that,” he growled.
“Do what?” She stared at him like he was a loon.
“Never mind.” Dying to touch her, he held out his hand. “You’ll love my play room.”
She wheeled away like he was offering her the plague instead of his hand. “Go to hell, asshole. I don’t date fallen angels.”
“Good news, then, because it’s not a date.” And he wasn’t a fallen angel.
“Right. Well, I don’t fuck fallen angels either.” She made a shooing motion with her hand. “Go away.”
She was rejecting him? No one rejected him. No one.
She started to take off again, and he blinked, confused. This wasn’t right. He had his sights set on her, and she was supposed to surrender. This was something new. Something…titillating.
He moved in slowly, matching her step for step as she backed up.
“What are you doing?” She swallowed as she bumped up against a massive support beam.
“I’m going to show you why you need to come home with me.” He planted both palms on the beam on either side of her head and leaned in until his lips brushed the tender skin of her ear. “You won’t regret it.”
“I already told you. I don’t fuck fallen angels.”
“So you said,” he murmured. “Do you kiss them?”
“Ah…no, I—“
He didn’t give her the chance to finish her sentence. Strawberry gloss coated his lips as he kissed her, and he swore he’d never liked fruit as much as he did right now.
Her hands came up to grip his biceps, tugging him closer as she deepened the kiss. “You’re good,” she whispered against his mouth.
“I know,” he whispered back.
Great interview and excerpt. Great cover too!
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ReplyDeleteI have to admit that I like STTNG more than the original, but I loved reading all of the books written about the original characters! Intriguing excerpt...I hate to admit I haven't read the series yet!
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ReplyDeleteLove, love, love the Demonica series! TOS is my favorite Trek series, too.
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