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Bio: Rosanna Leo is a multi-published
author with Liquid Silver Books. She has her degree in history and literature,
as well as in classical singing. Currently residing in Toronto, Canada, her
favorite things are her family, dusty libraries, and Nutella. Rosanna loves it
when the geeky, awkward girl gets the hot guy, and has made it her mission to
see this happen in her books as much as possible. You can find all her books at www.lsbooks.com. Rosanna's blog is www.rosannaleo.blogspot.com.
Q: Can you tell our readers a little about your
writing? What genres do you enjoy writing? I believe my writing really is a
reflection of my character: a little quirky, a little funny, and way too
romantic for my peace of mind. I enjoy pairing characters who appear so wrong
for each other on paper, but who spark the moment they let their guard down for
a second. As far as genres, I mostly write paranormal erotic romance, but also
have one contemporary to my name. I hope to write more contemporary as time
goes on, but am really enjoying the paranormal world right now.
Q: Do you write on a schedule or when the Muse
decides? I basically sit down to write whenever I can. I also work in a public
library and have two busy kids so time can be scarce. However, when my boys are
at school, and when I don’t have a library shift, I’m all over my laptop.
Q: What qualities do you instill in your heroes?
There are some qualities that are, for me, a must in a good hero: bravery,
loyalty and honesty. Everything else is icing on the cake. Not all my heroes
start life as exemplary characters; in fact, some have been quite naughty. I
enjoy watching them transform for their heroine, I like seeing them want to be
better for her.
Q.
Coffee or tea? Only coffee. And make it a large one! Mama’s tired!
Q.
Beach or countryside? Beach. I could happily burn in the sun for hours,
although I also love the country.
Q.
Do you write about the places you know or prefer to take your readers to exotic
places? I grew up in Toronto , Canada , and have set many of my books either
right in Toronto Riviera
Q:
Would you change anything in your life to make writing easier. Yes. I would
make myself independently wealthy so I could write all day long and not worry
about whether I needed to work tomorrow! LOL
Q:
We have all suffered submission rejections. How do you cope? Do you have any
advice to other writers on coping with rejection? I’ve never had a
rejection….hahaha! Did I get you going?? No, I’ve had lots of lovely rejections
and remain philosophical about them. Like anything in life that doesn’t work
out, I try not to stress over it. I am a firm believer in the idea that if
something doesn’t happen, it’s because it wasn’t MEANT to happen. Something
better will be on the horizon. J
Q:
Do you write one novel at a time or do you move between works in progress? I
really only do one at a time. My brain can only handle so much detail. Between
remembering where my children are supposed to be on any given day, I can’t
endure trying to recall the details of too many imaginary worlds as well. I’m a
one-track-mind woman!
Q:
Do you have times when the Muse is away on holiday? My Muse tries to go on
holiday, but I force her to work on a very punishing schedule. Frankly, even if
I’m not inspired, I try to write just a few lines. Just something to keep up a
kind of momentum. If I go too long without writing, I become very ornery.
Q:
Is there anything you would like to share with us about upcoming releases? Well,
I am working on the third instalment of my shifter series Gemini Island
Q:
Can
you tell us a little about your current novel? What inspired you to write this
story?
Predator’s
Serenade, Gemini Island
Blurb:
There are three things that make bear
shifter Soren Snow’s skin crawl: mothers, their children, and the great
outdoors. Soren is a famed musician and playboy, and he would rather spend his
days pressing the flesh with the women in his fan club than developing
meaningful relationships. When his brother calls in a favor, forcing Soren to
revisit the Ursa Fishing Lodge in Northern Ontario, he couldn’t be more
displeased. However, he owes his brother big time.
Gioia Clementine would rather not meet Soren, her drummer son’s rock idol. But when tragedy strikes her home, it seems the only one the boy might respond to is Soren. Gioia begrudgingly agrees to let her son meet him, hoping the rock star won’t turn her tween into a musical misogynist.
When Gioia and Soren meet, the sexual chemistry threatens to set the Ontario woodland ablaze. Can these two opposites find a common ground? And can they manage to resolve their unwanted feelings, even when a mysterious stranger arrives at the lodge, threatening everything?
Gioia Clementine would rather not meet Soren, her drummer son’s rock idol. But when tragedy strikes her home, it seems the only one the boy might respond to is Soren. Gioia begrudgingly agrees to let her son meet him, hoping the rock star won’t turn her tween into a musical misogynist.
When Gioia and Soren meet, the sexual chemistry threatens to set the Ontario woodland ablaze. Can these two opposites find a common ground? And can they manage to resolve their unwanted feelings, even when a mysterious stranger arrives at the lodge, threatening everything?
Excerpt:
Gioia followed Soren's approach with a
curious eye. She'd wondered if the miracle kisser would beat a hasty retreat
after witnessing her boy fall to pieces, and yet here he was. He wore the same
famished look he had right before he'd ruined her for any other man's kiss. And
she felt it too. The tingles between her shoulder blade, the gelatin knees, and
trembling lips that wanted to gobble him up.
She couldn't. She didn't want to saddle him
with such a wreck of a woman or family.
He came right up to her, so close, as if
making a mockery of the space that sought to separate them. Weaving his fingers
through her hair, he cradled her skull and pulled her close. Tucking her head
against his chest, he kissed the top of her head, blazing a trail of hot reaction
down her spine. He had new clothes on and smelled fresh and clean. As she
breathed him in, he rained soft kisses all over her head.
He
knows.
She pulled away, suddenly terrified he'd
think she was a travesty of a mother. It's what anyone would think in his case.
They'd wonder what Gioia had done wrong to create a monster child. But as she
attempted to remove herself from his grasp, Soren fought her by holding her
still. Again she tried jerking away from his wall of a chest. He held her firm.
When she tried two more times, each time
unsuccessfully, he looked at her and shouted, "Dammit, woman, I am not
letting you go, so you can stop pulling away from me!"
Something in Gioia broke. She'd been carrying
her sadness around for so long, trying to be strong, and Soren was offering to
be strong for her. For just a moment, maybe she could surrender. God only knew
how badly she wanted to give herself to the bear man.
He grabbed her tighter, and his hands slid
down to mold over her ass cheeks. His warm breath was all over her face, and
she took a dizzying dive into the seas of his eyes. He ground her against him,
and she was forced to stand on tip toes.
"Gioia," he whispered.
She wound her arms about his tense neck, felt
him tense further. Then … a sigh somewhere in his big frame and a relaxation in
his muscles. As if he needed to have her wound about him. As if it soothed him
as much as her.
"Soren. Please."
As he kissed her, he picked her up, his hands
under her bottom. Her miniskirt rode up, and she spared a second to mentally
curse her decision to wear it. And then she didn't care.
Kissing her madly, Soren spirited her into
the woods.
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