It’s time for a very special interview now and one I am sure will get lots of you posting comments. I’ve finally managed to get some time with Snow from my Vampire Erotic Theatre series. It’s very difficult to get a moment with him where my life isn’t in danger.
I am sitting on the edge of a very wicked looking queen-sized bed that puts a new spin on the traditional four-poster. While the black silk sheets and fluffed up pillows make it look luxurious and comfortable, the thick metal posts that end in wide steel plates bolted to the ceiling and floor give it a torture chamber feel that might make most women in my position question their safety.
Not me though. I sit here undaunted, my companion watching me with intense aquamarine eyes, studying me for a reaction. The immense aristocrat vampire male lays reclined on his pillows, free of his restraints, wearing black jeans and a black robe. His overlong white hair is a stark contrast against the darkness of his surroundings.
FH: I like what youâ€™ve done with the place. It certainly has a nice dangerous-but-irresistible vibe about it. Did you decorate your apartment yourself?
SNOW: *frowns* Antoine helped. He thinks itâ€™s a little sombre and does not help my mood or do me any good, but I like it. It is home and the fewer distractions I have, the more I can concentrate on what is important during the long hours I spend in this room.
FH: Like battling your bloodlust?
SNOW: You are not afraid to say things straight and I like that. Itâ€™s refreshing. Lilah pretends not to notice the chains or the restraints, or the dents in my bedposts where I have fought against my captivity when lost to my darker urges. Antoine dances around the subject of my sickness and with good reason. He does not say it, but I know he fears that he will follow me down this dark path one day.
FH: It must be difficult for you both. What about you, are you worried that your younger brother may one day succumb to bloodlust as you have?
SNOW: *eyes narrow* I would never allow that to happen. While I only give my brother despair for his future, he blesses me with hope for mine. Even in my darkest hours, I cling to the dream that one day I may be sane enough to venture outside without fear of losing control.
FH: You seem well tonight though.
SNOW: *snorts* I am blessed with a moment of sanity. A brief reprieve. It will not last. We have tried so many different ways of combating the disease but it is too deep in my system. I can gain a few hours of lucidity at times, cutting myself free of the vines that bind my sanity and my relentless hunger, but I cannot destroy the roots of this corruption. It is in my blood and my genes. The vines re-grow and burrow deeper into me than before and I am lost again.
FH: Iâ€™m sure you will find a way to gain enough control over your bloodlust to live a normal life one day, Snow. Never give up hope. Antoine works so hard to find new methods. It would kill him if he lost you.
SNOW: I know… but I am not sure I am worth saving. I am not worth the sacrifices he makes. He can learn from the mistakes in our past and lead a normal life. I have done nothing to deserve his love and devotion.
FH: Youâ€™re his brother, and from what Iâ€™ve heard, you were like a father to him because of your age gap. You helped raise him and he loves you. I donâ€™t think heâ€™ll ever give up on finding a cure for your bloodlust, and not because he wants to cure himself. Now, enough talk about this. Iâ€™m sure dwelling on it only makes you feel worse.
SNOW: *smiles and itâ€™s devastating*
FH: You know, so many ladies want to be the one to help you and when you smile like that, I think about joining them. How about we talk a little about you?
FH: *stares unabashedly* Did you say something?
SNOW: Iâ€™m up here *clicks his fingers and my gaze snaps up to his gorgeous icy eyes* *laughs* Women, youâ€™re all the same. I said, I thought we had been talking about me?
FH: No, we were talking about your bloodlust but that doesnâ€™t define you. You care a great deal about your brother and the people here, donâ€™t you?
SNOW: *looks pensive* I love Antoine, and Javier and Callum are like family to me… and Lilah too. They are my family… *red rings his irises*
FH: Snow? *touches his hand* Come back to me.
SNOW: *raises his head* Huh? *looks startled but the red fades* Sorry. Sometimes it creeps up on me. Where were we?
FH: Talking about the Vampirerotique family and you. Iâ€™m sure the readers would like to know more about you. Letâ€™s cover the basics for them. Where are you from?
SNOW: Where arenâ€™t I from? I was born in Norway, around two thousand years ago. We travelled from those cold lands and when Antoine came into the world we were settled in Switzerland.
FH: It explains the mixed accents. Thereâ€™s a thousand year age gap between you and Antoine. What was it like suddenly having a little brother?
SNOW: It kept me grounded. I watched over him, taught him, helped raise him.
FH: Itâ€™s more like he was your son than your brother. Would you ever have children?
SNOW: *growls* No.
SNOW: *slumps into his black pillows* I could never trust myself around them.
FH: What about around other peopleâ€™s children? *he shakes his head* Thatâ€™s a shame. If Antoine ever fathered a child, would you help him raise it?
SNOW: *looks pained* I would leave until it had grown. I am not to be trusted. Antoine would want me to be involved, to hold the babe… what if I… no. I would have to leave.
FH: That would hurt Antoine.
SNOW: I know, but it doesnâ€™t matter. His pain would be one thousand times worse if I harmed his child.
FH: Thatâ€™s sort of sad.
SNOW: *growls* I think you should leave too. I do not need your pity.
FH: *squeezes his hand* I know. I wasnâ€™t pitying you. I was pitying Antoine and the child. You would make a good uncle, even if you donâ€™t believe it. They would miss out on all the love you would give the child. You have a gentle side.
SNOW: *scoffs* You know that is a lie.
FH: Nope. I donâ€™t. I know you, Snow. You may growl and snarl and push people away, but you have a softer side. You care a lot about Lilah, and your brother, and the others here. Youâ€™re just afraid youâ€™ll lose control.
SNOW: With good reason. I still want you to leave.
FH: Nope on that front too. I have some more questions. I know this will come up when readers read this so, when was the last time you were in a physical relationship?
SNOW: *eyes widen* As in, love?
FH: Love, lust, either.
SNOW: Shortly after my bloodlust emerged several centuries ago. She discovered my secret and we parted company.
FH: Is that a fancy way of saying she dumped you, because if you want, Iâ€™ll track her down and kick her arse.
SNOW: *smiles at last* I would pay to see that. You are quite formidable. I am sure you would be the victor… but our parting was mutual. I told her about what was happening to me and that whatever was happening between us would never become what she desired it to be, and that I thought it best we no longer saw each other.
FH: That sounds a lot like you dumped her. Itâ€™s an old-world â€œitâ€™s not you, itâ€™s meâ€ speech if you ask me.
SNOW: It is a good job that no one asked you then. *smiles wider* I have not been with a female since then.
FH: I bet there have been offers though. *grins* Lots of them. *he smiles again* Thatâ€™s a yes. What sort of woman would it take to get you to say yes?
SNOW: She would need to be strong, very capable of handling me when the bloodlust strikes, and… this conversation is pointless. There is no female in this world capable of handling me when my darker urges seize control.
FH: Never say never. I bet thereâ€™s a woman out there who can handle everything about you, Snow, and when you meet her, she is going to rock your world.
SNOW: *shakes his head* I highly doubt that. Perhaps a female would be interested in me while I am sane but once my bloodlust emerges, she would move on.
FH: The right woman wouldnâ€™t. Would you like a woman in your life?
SNOW: *frowns at his knees* Perhaps. I see Javier with Lilah and… it does not matter. It will never happen. I would like to rest now. My head aches.
FH: *strokes his white hair* How about I read to you for a while?
SNOW: I would like that. *settles onto his side*
FH: Um, off you go reader. I think this interview is officially over. *picks up Snowâ€™s worn copy of War and Peace and strokes his hair with her other hand as she reads* Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes…
If you would like to pose a question to Snow, leave it in a comment and I will ask him to answer it for you when he’s feeling a bit better.
Readers will be able to learn more about Snow in Antoine’s book, Seduce, which is due for release on June 23rd 2012.
There are currently two highly erotic and emotionally charged books out in the Vampire Erotic Theatre series and both of them have Snow in them:
They’ve burned for each other for two years, the forbidden attraction between them growing each night. Now resisting the sinful desires of their hearts is becoming impossible.
Javier knows better than to succumb to his hunger for Lilah. The mortal female belongs to a powerful aristocrat patron of Vampirerotique, the theatre he runs with three other vampires. A single touch is all it would take to break the sacred law of his kind, sentencing himself to death, but his passion for her has become too fierce to ignore and he will risk everything to make Lilah his.
Lilah has fought her desire for Javier since arriving at his theatre as a servant but each glance he has stolen, his eyes promising pleasure that will satisfy her longing for him, has chipped away at her defences and she can no longer deny her need and her forbidden feelings for the powerful vampire male.
When they find themselves alone in a private box during one of the erotic performances, will they surrender to their passion and live out their wildest fantasies in a night of wicked pleasure or will the threat of Lilah’s master keep them apart forever?
His mind has been set on his work for the past one hundred years. Now a forbidden beauty has stolen his attention and is threatening to steal his heart too.
Callum has come to the city of romance on business, not pleasure, but when he sets eyes on a gorgeous werewolf in a nightclub, he can’t ignore the dark carnal craving she ignites in him. His work for Vampirerotique, the erotic theatre he runs with three other vampires, can wait. The only thing that matters now is satisfying his sinful hunger for a woman who most vampires would consider an enemy.
Kristina is on the run from her pack. Her alpha is intent on forcing her to bear his child and she’s not about to live through the same nightmare as her mother had. When a tall, dark and sexy vampire catches her eye, she can’t believe the ferocity of the desire he unleashes in her or the fact that she enjoys the feel of his eyes on her and his silent pursuit of her in the clubs each night.
When Kristina finally gets a taste of Callum in a forbidden kiss, will she be strong enough to resist the allure of the vampire and his offer to share his bed for a week of unbridled, wild sex, or will she surrender to her own craving for the safety and passion she finds in his embrace?
Crave will be available soon from BN Nook, Sony, Kobo, and Apple iBookstore / iTunes.