Today’s guest is the dynamic & playful author, Stella Berkley! She’s here to tell us about her Hot New Evernight Release, I’LL BE DAMNED. But before we get down to that good stuff, let’s see what Stella had to say about my Valentine’s Kissy question for February’s Guests:
♥KISS N TELL WITH STELLA♥
Is a kiss meant to be more romantic or more heroic? Meaning do you think a kiss is meant to be pleasing or is it to say you are staking a claim to that person?
This is a really interesting question, one I had to step away and really think about. I stripped away what society suggests a kiss should be and what many of my friends wish it would be, and let myself imagine my ideal kiss. And yes, it would be a brand of sorts, a mark of mine.
I’m not a romantic. Never have been and probably never will be, and I know that sounds funny coming from a romance author. If you’ve read my stuff you would know the happily ever after comes after a lot of forks in the road, after heartache and tears. I’m enamored with dominant males, so naturally I would lean more toward the claiming than the romance. I do, however, think a kiss can change after a while, after certain emotional events, and can become that tender thing that weakens most women’s knees.
(I love this! Thank you for sharing your kissy thoughts with us, Stella! Now onto your hot new release!)
For one night, love is enough to bridge the distance between heaven and hell.
In Devil Be Mine, Lucifer’s soul whore, Delilah, is tempted by her favorite submissive, Micah, an angel as pure as she is naughty.
In Fire and Ice, heaven’s black sheep, Qenna, meets her match in Pyro, chaos incarnate and devilish charm in a designer suit.
In Raven, a reaper forces the Guardian, Mara, to accept what’s in her heart or say goodbye to her Raven forever.
In Hunting Pleasure, Lucifer’s Lieutenant, Selene, indulges in heaven’s highest ranking sentinels, Michael and Arael, who turn the hunter into the hunted.
And finally, in No Mercy, God’s right hand, Gabriella, must convince Lucifer to abolish the law standing between her brethren and their lovers. To right a wrong she played a part in, Gabriella agrees to a private meeting with the object of her darkest fantasies—the devil himself.
Excerpt from Fire and Ice
Giant snowflakes drifted down around me, where I perched on the ledge of the war monument. The wings of the stone angel at my back, along with the growing darkness, would mask my own silver wings from any humans who might wander through Centennial Park.
Beneath me, Micah, one of my brothers on high, walked by cloaked in a black trench coat and a fedora.
“You’re not going to Lu’s titty bar, by any chance, are you?” I shouted down to him while suppressing a snicker. “Gabriella’s going to be pissed.”
Micah stopped and turned striking blue eyes up at me, cutting across the winter twilight like beacons. “I—how did—it’s none of your concern, Qenna.” He rolled his head until his neck cracked. “What are you doing down here? Gabriella told you to remain in the upper realm tonight since she’s with Him and Lucifer and can’t keep you out of trouble.”
No wonder she was so crabby earlier. She totally wanted to bone Lu—it was written all over her every time someone mentioned his name. I quirked up an eyebrow and shrugged. “If you won’t answer me, why the hell should I answer you?” I snorted and leaned forward, my long, white hair tumbling over the edge of the monument in spirals. “And you’re one to talk. She told you to stay put, too.”
His eyes darkened before tilting his head forward, obscured once again by the brim of his hat. He gave a disgruntled huff. “Just do us all a favor and keep out of trouble, though saying that to you is like telling a kitten to stay away from a dangling scrap of yarn.” Micah continued in the direction he’d been going. “Lucifer isn’t around to watch his kind tonight, so you’re on your own.”
“Say hi to Delilah for me.”
Micah’s shoulders hunched up, but he never turned back. “And give my regards to Pyro.”
Stella Berkley’s Bio:
Stella Berkley grew up in small town Ontario as a farmer’s daughter, usually up to her ears in some kind of trouble. A career daydreamer, Stella has a vivid imagination and a love for fantasy, especially the dark and steamy kind. Two of her novellas have been published with Cobblestone Press, and two novels by her tamer self were published last year. When she isn’t writing, she hangs out with her husband and young daughter at their little house in the woods.
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