Weaving together the threads that make up my passion for the written word…as an author, editor, and follower of The Word.
Help us get to know you better! What do you write, and how do you describe yourself as an author?
I write in different genres; paranormal, crime, science fiction, fantasy – all have an element of romance. I would describe myself as versatile in terms of writing, because I enjoy to try new things. I’m a pantser, so I usually go wherever my characters decide to take me!
Of all the characters you’ve created, which one do you wish you could hang out with in real life and why?
I hang out with them all most days! But if I could interact with one of them in real life, I’d probably choose Justin Chambers from my Morgan and Fairchild series. He’s a lot of fun, and has a wicked sense of humour. He also makes an excellent friend. Actually, he’s a lot like Riley, my werewolf from the Fractured series, and I would have chosen Riley, but he doesn’t know how to behave himself and we’d probably get into a lot of trouble!
What innermost passion drives your writing, and what do you hope your readers feel or experience when they read your work?
The desire to tell stories and give the characters in my head a voice – to set them free. I hope my readers will feel the joy and the connection I feel when either reading or writing. I want them to root for the good guys and jeer at the bad! I want them to laugh, to make new discoveries, and to simply enjoy the journey.
After the Demonic War, a battle which devastated the mortal realm, humans now stick to the world’s major cities. To even the score, and to protect those cities, hunters joined together to establish cells across the globe. Maddison Wood is part of an alpha cell within the north of England.
Though a skilled fighter and powerful witch, Maddison can be brash, and unpredictable. She has a penchant for trouble, and is usually the first to volunteer in battle. When she accepts an assignment to protect the Hympe King, Tobias Locke, Maddison’s fate becomes bound to his. As the stakes change, and she finds herself trapped inside the bowels of an enemy camp, Maddison must fight for her freedom, her independence, and for a prisoner who has not seen the light of day for almost a century.
Saunders’ Choice – Gina Briganti
Saunders finds himself in a plane of existence called the Dreaming, where he encounters Velvet, the most exciting creature he will ever meet. The answer seems obvious, but Saunders’ life has never been easy.
Something was different. The painful separation had been repaired, he could feel the cracks, which would take a while to fully heal, but he was out of danger. There was an unfamiliar energy interspersed with his own, and yet his body accepted it – recognising its fundamental element.
He concentrated on the changes, on the darkness he felt. It was non-threatening, but still tainted somehow. The light gave it away; a rainbow of colour, tinted with a green to match her eyes.
Maddison had bonded with him.
He allowed himself to stretch and explore for a moment. The strength in their combined force was overwhelming. He’d always felt it, the powerful connection, and now she wouldn’t be able to deny it. A surge of panic hit on the heels of that thought. He didn’t want this, he couldn’t afford the intimate bond. Had he really been naive enough to think they could be, what – friends? It was certainly all he could give her. He trusted few people in this life, but he trusted Maddison. He didn’t know how to repay her for what she had done, except to find a way to reverse the process. She had given the gift freely, because he had asked for her help. He would not abuse that gift by giving in to his own selfish needs.
You have to get out of here first.
Brushing away his doubts, he turned his thoughts to his environment. He could feel a silky soft texture against his face and a gentle heat pressing against him. When he opened his eyes he saw nothing but a wall of darkness. His hand twitched, brushing against the fabric. It slid away at the contact, and he was shocked to realise it was Maddison’s hair. He’d thought he understood how it worked, but this was different, like the silky tresses were sentient; sensitive and aware of their surroundings. He tried not to think about being wrapped up in a cocoon, with Maddison’s hair covering him, protecting him. It was impossible. His skin tingled at the memory, his blood heating with awareness. The long strands had retracted to settle into a braid, which ran over her shoulder to the waist. He reached out to touch, he couldn’t help himself, even knowing she wouldn’t care for it. The braid flicked up, almost playfully, anticipating him.
Time with Velvet rushed by, with Saunders feeling happier than he had in a long time. Yes, she was the stuff dreams were made of. She was lively, lovely, and cheerful.
His time in the Dreaming had been unpredictable so far, which is why he held on to each moment with her as though it could be the last.
All the way up until he found himself in a snowy white field, with a familiar cabin off in the distance.
He had the nagging feeling that he should know more about the cabin, and the spot where he stood staring at it.
Instead of puzzling out why he was there, he yelled his frustration to the vast emptiness surrounding him. “Where is the water? Bring me back to the water!”
When nothing changed around him, he called out, “Velvet, where are you?” hoping she would somehow hear him.
He sat in the snow to wait, this time hoping that Velvet would appear. He sat with the snow falling steadily on his shoulders, until it covered his lap. Dry snow, he mused. Water wasn’t even wet here.
He stood, brushing the powder off of himself. Today, he was going to try and walk to the cabin. Each time he found himself there, all he did was stare at the cabin and wonder about it.
Why hadn’t he tried to go to it before? He shrugged his shoulders and started his trudge forward.
His legs felt cumbersome, like they weighed hundreds of pounds. Exhausted after only a few steps, he stopped and measured his progress. He wasn’t any closer to the cabin.
He struggled to remember what he was doing before he found Velvet the last time. Maybe he could find her again, if he could remember.
I’ve been writing since, well…since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. I often look back on those earlier stories, and apart from laughing at the heavy-handed drama, or cringing at my inexperience, I am reminded that I have always lived in other worlds.
My first novel was published in 2008, and I love nothing more than working on a new project. The voices inside my head invariably pull me in different directions, so although I try to work on one thing at a time, those who know me would tell you it doesn’t always work!
I have a full-time job which, though does not involve writing per se, incorporates my love of language. As a British Sign Language Interpreter, I get to translate information between two languages which is (mostly) fun.
I have two beautiful daughters who bring me great joy. They also keep me grounded, because otherwise I would have my head in the clouds permanently!
Other published works:
Coming soon: The Fallen
Morgan and Fairchild Series (Romantic Thriller/Crime)
Sins of the Father
Hands of Evil
Gifted Series (Paranormal Romance)
The Missing Link
Worlds Apart Series (Science Fiction/Romance)
The Fifth Watcher
As Nat Hobson
Winchester Brothers Series (Contemporary Romance)
Heart of Fire
She lives in beautiful Joshua Tree, CA, the setting for her debut paranormal romance series, Natural Gifts.
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