Today I welcome Rhonda Lee Carver. She’s here to tell us about her new release Dreaming Ivy and a little bit about herself.
Thanks for joining us today Rhonda Lee Carver!
1) Tell us a bit about your new release, Dreaming Ivy or big sale or news.
Dreaming Ivy is story about a ghost hunter hero, Max, and a small town journalist, Ivy, who get stuck in a haunted house together. Their beliefs are put to a test when both are faced with life changing circumstances. Ivy gets drawn into the past through her dreams. Max finds love in an unlikely situation. Together they will find answers to the past and a love that has survived time.
2) Where do you get your ideas? For example Life experience, fantasies, experiences and fantasies of friends, etc.
I take a sliver of reality and build it with fantasy. Every story I write has a certain amount of truth involved. I find creativity in some of the most awkward things. I could have a conversation with a stranger on an elevator and create an entire storyline. The story I’m working on now, Sin with Cuffs, was created after I tried out a pair of handcuffs. Don’t worry…it had nothing to do with me being arrested. I guess you could call it a test drive, or research. That’s what’s so great about being a writer. We try out a lot of things just for the “research” of it.
3) What do you find draws you most to write? The urgency to create characters and stories.
4) What else do you have in the works?
I’m working on an erotica suspense, Sin with Cuffs. It’s about a Chief of Police, Liam, who tames an old flame, Holly, with his charm and handcuffs. When she becomes a target for a lunatic, Liam also must become Holly’s protector. It’s a romance with BDSM, suspense, murder and gore all tangled to create a modern twist on an old tale. I can’t indulge you with the details, but I can say that you’ll be shocked who the killer is.
5) How do you name your characters? Any special tricks?
The names of my characters are created before I even begin to think over my storyline. The images of my hero and heroine are formed inside my mind. I name them and I get to know them before I decide what story fits with them. I have been known to change names, even after edits start. It can be a cause for confusion, but I must always follow my instinct.
6) As a romance/erotica reader, what sort of stories do you personally prefer?
I can’t narrow it down. That’s why I write all sub genres. In suspense I enjoy surprising readers. In paranormal I enjoy the spook factor. In erotica I love the sensual, steamy heat between a couple. In contemporary I love writing a modern take on a classic story. When I read another author’s work, I enjoy erotica.
7) What’s your favorite guilty pleasure? Chocolate.
8) Any vacation or appearance plans this year?
The family and I are planning a beach vacation next year.
10) What would your readers by very surprised to learn about you?
That I am a soccer mom of 3. I know exactly what it’s like to balance family and work while keeping our sanity. That’s the very reason why I think reading is important. It gives us all an escape from a complicated world.
Can a past love become their future?
Dreaming Ivy Blurb
The Thorntons’ mansion is full of timeless secrets waiting to be unraveled. When small-town journalist Ivy and ghost hunter Max are stuck in the forgotten, dilapidated house, they find more than just a haunting. Ivy finds herself dreaming of the former owners, Marcus Thornton and his lovely wife, Elizabeth. Their profound love was once the talk of the town, and the cause their mysterious, untimely deaths never found. When Ivy’s dreams begin to become reality, the mystery starts to unravel and sheds truth on more than just the past.
Copyright 2012, Rhonda Lee Carver
All rights reserved, Lyrical Press,Inc.
EIvy stepped into the corridor. She stopped and listened. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow sweep across the wall. She turned as it disappeared. “Hello?” No answer. She stomped down the hall and burst into the room. “Hello–”
The room was empty.
Ivy swallowed the taste of fright. A shiver raced across her skin. She had seen someone, or had she? She rubbed her eyes. Maybe the shadows were playing tricks on her.
A loud crack in the floor behind her sent Ivy twisting. The sun from the window blinded her. She acted on impulse. She drew her fist back and punched–landing on something solid. The force behind her connection with skin and bone sent her off balance, flailing backward. A hand on her wrist pulled her hard against a steely frame.
She met a dark stare, just as she felt wobbling. The impact of her body had sent him a step back. He lost his balance. Together they fell. The air whooshed from his chest as Ivy landed on top of the stranger.
She closed her eyes and remained still. She wanted nothing more than for the floor to swallow her. Several long seconds floated by. Neither of them said a word. She finally opened her eyes.
Embarrassed and confused, Ivy laid her palms against his shoulders, pushing herself up. She looked directly into his not-so-pleased expression and gulped. Enchanting green eyes, prominent cheekbones, midnight hair…and a pissed-off set to his jaw. She’d made a mistake–a huge one. “Max Shepard.” It wasn’t a question.
He narrowed his eyes. “Ivy Kennedy, journalist and amateur boxer?”
The deep, rich tone of his voice did funny things to the pit of her stomach. His voice wasn’t the only toned part of him. Pressed together gave her an up close and personal testimonial of his physical assets. Broad chest, tight abs to long legs, she could feel tight muscles and a curious bulge. She scooted her hip around the swelling in his jeans. Heat and realization spread through her body.
One corner of his mouth lifted. “It’s my cell.” Could he see straight through her?
He reached into his pocket and held up his phone. Ivy was certain her skin changed into the perfect color of mortification. She wondered just how bad this could get. Pasting a smile on her face, she said, “Nice to meet you.” The temperature rose between them into the triple digits. Their bodies seemed to melt together. He didn’t look like the pictures she’d seen on the internet. He looked more distinguished in person. “You’re older than I thought,” she blurted.
“Older, in a good way.” She licked her bottom lip and nervously pushed her hair behind her ear. “My mother said I have a bad habit of saying the most awkward things and rambling–” She swallowed. “–like I am now.” She moved slightly.
His zipper started to swell again. Was that another cell phone in his pocket, or… Before her mind could complete the thought, he wrapped his large hands around her waist and lifted her off him. He set her on her feet as he came to stand in front of her. “That’s better,” he said as he backed up. “Damn.” He kicked rug that must have been the reason behind their fall.
He stood there, silent. This was a complete disaster. She’d managed to give him a black eye to match the dark scowl on his face. She needed to start searching for a new job. Marshall would have her head for this.
WARNING: Graphic language, naughty ghosts, a non-committal male, and a love that endures beyond time and death.
A Lyrical Press Paranormal Romance
For details on Rhonda Lee Carver please visit www.rhondaleecarver.com
BIO: Rhonda Lee Carver is a hopeless romantic. Whether you like sweet romance or erotica, she has written a story for you. Rhonda read her first novel at thirteen and that was the open window into her destiny. She began writing ghost stories as a teen, and as years passed, her stories bloomed into steamy, passionate tales. She likes creating intelligent, saucy heroines who can challenge a bad-ass hero. She believes in love, and everyone has a soulmate.
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