Good morning! Please welcome guest author Sara Jay. Though I will be away for most of the day, please feel free to leave comments for Sara and I will post them as soon as I return. Thank you!
~Kate
Would you tell us about your latest release?
My latest release is an erotic romance between Jack Frost and the Snow Queen. It’s called “Letting Go” and it’s available from Changeling Press. http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2328 It’s also part of the Peppermint Twist holiday series. I can promise that peppermint is used with a twist!
Do you have an excerpt from your latest release you would like to share?
“Do you wanna build a snowman?
Jack jerked his head in the direction of the gruff Bostonian accent. Twinkle, his favorite elf and co-mischief maker, casually tossed a fluffy snowball in the air and caught it, quirking an eyebrow at him.
Jack grinned. “Not now, Short Stack. I’m plotting.” He leaned on his staff and made a slender but well-proportioned figure in the snow.
This time Twinkle’s eyebrows shot up under his mop of black hair. “What are we doing today? Closing schools? Messing with Mrs. Clause’s ovens? Freezing the pipes in Parliament?” He waggled said eyebrows with anticipation, the last word stretched out like “Paaahlahmint.”
Shaking his head, Jack pointed his long, gnarled staff at the snow palace beyond the mountains. “Nope. I’m gonna go see her.”
Twinkle snorted at the non-inclusive activity, this time hurling a snowball at Jack. “Erika? The Snow Queen? Jack, that ship has sailed. She’s only turned you down a million times.” Swirling his fingers in the frosty arctic air, he separated another snowball into three and began juggling. “Bit of a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?”
“I like a challenge.”Jack snapped his fingers to brush the snow off his face instantly. He grinned, picturing the feisty snow goddess of his dreams. Her impossibly long white hair—sometimes braided, sometimes coiled around her head like a crown—sparkled brighter than the snow itself. Those violet eyes, so cold, yet fiery at the same time, mirrored the queen’s own attitude. That kissable heart-shaped mouth…
Erika was his perfect match. She just didn’t know it yet.
“Yeah, and you must like failure, too. Jack, she always sees through your schemes,” Twinkle insisted. “Like the time you said you were there to fix a broken terrace.”
Shrugging, Jack said, “I was being helpful.”
“She threw you off the freakin’ roof! And what about the time you dressed up in a suit and tried to bring her flowers?”
Writing “Erika” in the snow with his bare toes, Jack muttered, “It was romantic.”
“It was moronic! She saw you coming a mile away and didn’t even open the door. The fake blizzard, the ice dinosaur, the poinsettias in snow—Jack, you’ve tried hundreds of times and none of them has ever worked.”Twinkle’s pained expression revealed more compassion than doubt for his friend, but he wore the doubt, too.
Pursing his lips, Jack stared over the mountains at the home of the woman who owned his heart. As children, their friendship had been easy—effortless, even. Since growing up to be stewards of the North, Erika refused to have anything to do with him.
“At some point, don’t you think you need to give it up, Jack? Find a nice elf or snow dryad, and move on.”
Picturing Erika’s violet eyes, her sparkling snowflake laugh, Jack shook his head. “Never. I’ll never give up on her.”
What three words would the hero of your story use to describe his love interest?
Gorgeous, stubborn and powerful.
What three words would the heroine of your story use to describe her love interest?
Sexy, pig-headed and tempting.
If the main characters in your latest release were invited to a masquerade party, what costumes would they wear?
Other than themselves, I think they’d make cute playing cards—Erika as the Queen of Diamonds and Jack as the Jack of Hearts or the Joker, maybe.
What makes the hero of Letting Go hot?
Jack is playful and mischievous, but he also has depth. He’s been in love with the Snow Queen for centuries and won’t give up on her because he knows there’s more to her rebuffing him than meets the eye.
Do you have a favorite character or characters you feel especially close to?
I think Erika’s guilt and sense of responsibility are things that a lot of women can relate to—myself included. How many of us could benefit from letting go?
If you were a shapeshifter and could become any one item owned by your latest romance hero (or heroine), what would it be?
Ice, Erika’s snow beast, of course!
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