I'm bringing you something a little different today. We've done erotic romance, D/s, M/f, F/m, BDSM, spanking, ageplay and more, but we've never done paranormal/shifter romance like Lisa Carlisle does paranormal/shifter romance.
If you haven't discovered Lisa's work, here's your chance. She loves stories with dark, brooding heroes and independent, caring heroines. To whet your appetite, she's brought along an excerpt from her newest release; Knights of Stone. Stick around after the steamy sample and get to know Lisa better in the authors corner.
Knights of Stone
Highland Gargoyles 1
Gargoyles, tree witches, and wolf shifters have divided the Isle of Stone after a great battle twenty-five years ago. When Kayla, a tree witch, hears about the unconventional rock concerts in the gargoyle’s territory, she sneaks from her coven and into their territory to see for herself. Night after night, she returns to see one in particular shift into human form and play guitar at these unconventional shows.
For several nights, Mason has kept watch for the pixie-like female. He plans to seduce her, thinking she’s a visitor from another island. When he discovers she’s one of the tree witches, he retreats, attempting to keep his distance. The temptation is strong, but forbidden.
Kayla and Mason attempt to meet in secret, but other elements on the isle command their attention. A magical cloak created by the three clans on the island is thinning, leading to repercussions for all the clans. Kayla and Mason are caught in the middle of it, and their actions may change the fate for all.
This novella was originally released as part of the USA Today bestselling Highland Shifters paranormal romance boxed set.
The crowd pushed Kayla closer to the stage as the last trails of fiery sunset faded. They knew what happened once darkness fell. She recovered her footing and focused again on the five life-sized stone gargoyles perched on pedestals on the perimeter of the stage. The space between them was set with instruments—guitars, a drum set, mic stands, and massive amplifiers, while a bonfire in a pit behind them cast the statues in a warm glow.
A stagehand with tartan draped over one shoulder climbed onto the stage and walked to the closest statue. He fastened the kilt over its shoulder and around its waist with a thick belt, covering the statue’s massive thighs. Kayla flushed, picturing why the coverings were necessary once the transformation began. The kilt had become a key detail in her fantasies about the guitarist, since it was the only clothing he wore. The stagehand continued dressing each statue with the same brilliant blue tartan worn by the gargoyle clan.
The last vestige of sunlight disappeared from the sky, and night draped the stage like a closing curtain. The statues loomed, dark silhouettes barely discernible by the crescent moon with the backdrop of the craggy cliffs and the rugged peaks of waves in the Atlantic Ocean behind them. The murmur of voices was replaced by silence. Waiting…
Five torches blazed on the stage all at once, lit by an unseen force. The audience erupted in cheers as the dancing lights from the flickering fire basked the statues. The flames lowered, casting the gargoyles in an eerie, almost reverent glow.
Movement. So slight, Kayla wondered if it was simply a play of light and shadows in her anticipation for the change. She fixed her gaze on the statue in front of her, the one she’d gravitated to each time she had sneaked out to see the show. Its massive gray form stood straight on two legs built for sturdiness. Its chest jutted out proudly. Gray wings with detailed feathers etched in the stone arched from a point below its shoulder blades. Eyes cast straight ahead on a face that appeared to be a mixture of canine and lion. Its right hand twitched, so slightly she would have missed it if she hadn’t stared so intently. Then a clawed foot inched forward.
Murmurs of astonishment burst from the crowd as the transformation began. Their cries of fervor grew louder as the monstrous statues transformed into taller, slimmer figures with the bronzed skin of warriors who battled under the midday sun. The tartan fabric fell over their thighs as they stood erect, covering their nudity.
Kayla barely blinked, mesmerized as always, as the statue before her stood to full height, taking on the form of a human male, but with beautiful raven wings. Hair just as black snaked rebelliously past his chin. The stony eyes flickered with animation, turning to a mossy green. His deep gaze seared the audience, seeming to burn anything in the path. When he found Kayla, he stopped. His expression was unreadable, but the intensity in his unblinking eyes made her swallow. She froze under the scrutiny as if hypnotized, unable to break eye contact. Her stomach lurched, heart pounded, and every muscle in her body tightened, fueled with blood now scorching through her veins. His penetrating appraisal affected her so. When his eyes took on a smoldering glint, her skin tingled and a red-hot awareness grew between her thighs.
He broke the stare and continued to assess the audience. She gasped, not realizing she had been holding her breath, and panted while she tried to breathe at a normal rate.
He turned on robust legs and strode to a guitar stand. She tore her eyes from him to note the other gargoyles. They, too, had shifted into the form of striking males. One had black hair draped further down his back, one had long blond hair, and two had reddish-brown hair—one wavy and shaggy, the other straight. They took their place at other instruments. She sought the guitarist again and caught the first sound of the pick striking the strings. On hearing the guitar projected through the amp, the crowd roared again, pressing Kayla forward.
The freak show was about to begin.
Spotlights flooded the musicians, powered by solar panels near a massive amplifier. The guitarist continued playing and the others joined in, playing a raucous crossover between hard rock and heavy metal. The one with long blond hair grabbed hold of the microphone and belted out a shattering cry that sounded like a call to battle. The crowd went pin drop silent to listen and then cheered in unison as the band played on. The front man sang piercing growls and low croons about the Knights in Stone, the protectors of the ancient forests, battling against the evil tree witches.
Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner
Maddie: I’m always excited to have first time visitors in my authors corner. I enjoy getting to know the author behind the words and sexy covers.
Can you tell us a little bit about your new book? An inspiration, a funny anecdote, or a mishap during the process, something we won’t find in the pages or the blurb.
Lisa: Knights of Stone started out as a short story. After I completed it, I knew there was more to the story I wanted to tell. It ended up being ten times longer than the original version! Now it’s a novella rather than a short story.
Maddie: My audience might not be familiar with your work. Give is the basics; genre, new or established author, how many books to date, accomplishments, you know NY Times Bestsellers, Pulitzers, what have you…
Lisa: I’ve been writing nonfiction professionally for fifteen years, but have only been published in romance since 2012. I wrote many terrible, unfinished romances during that learning period, though! Now I also write paranormal erotic romance, new adult, contemporary, military, and suspense. I have a series with Ellora’s Cave, military romance with Red Sage, and some indies I’ve released myself. The Knights of Stone novella was originally released as part of the Highland Shifters boxed set, which became a USA Today bestseller.
Maddie: What is you writing process? Plotter or pantser? (Plotter: methodical process including an outline, notes and highlighters, or pantser: fly by the seat of your pants, write frenetically and go back and clean up the mess.)
Lisa: Total Pantser. I discover the characters and story as I write.
Maddie: To self-pub, or not, that is the question. Do you or have you self-published? If you have, what do you find are the pros and cons. If you haven’t, what is keeping you from it?
Lisa: Yes, I became a hybrid author this year. I have a series with my publisher, but started new ones on my own. It’s a huge learning curve and takes much more work. I started with shorter stories to get a hang for the process. I love how I can control everything including the cover, the pricing, and the ability to team up with others for boxed sets.
Maddie: Social media is a wonderful thing, but it also takes a lot of time away from writing. How do you balance the two?
Lisa: I enjoy going on Facebook to connect with authors and readers, but have never played a game on there so hopefully that saves time. When I’m writing, I shoot for 500 words a day as I work full time, too, and more on the weekends. Might not seem like much, but it adds up.
Maddie: How about some fun ‘get to know you’ stuff. Tell me 5 fun facts about yourself that would surprise us if we knew, sexy or mundane is up to you…
Lisa: I’m quite petite, but served in the Marines for a short time. I’m addicted to peanut butter and banana sandwiches. In my early 20s, I backpacked alone around Europe. Then I ended up living in Paris, working as au pair.
Maddie: Okay, first of all petite Marine seems like an oxymoron, but I can honestly say I’m impressed by your commitment and patriotism, and thank you for your service. I’m also envious of your world travel. Not only for all of the sights you’ve seen and the people you’ve met, but for the abundance of story ideas you must have picked up in your travels.
As far as peanut butter and banana sandwiches goes, my follow up question is fried like Elvis, or as is. LOL
Thanks for joining me today Lisa. Good luck with Knights. Come back again when you have more shifter action for us. (Psst, one of my guilty pleasures J )
About Lisa Carlisle:
Lisa Carlisle is a USA Today Bestselling author of romance and suspense. She loves stories with dark, brooding heroes and independent, caring heroines. Her travels have provided her with inspiration for various settings in her novels, including deployments while she served in the Marines. She lived in Parris Island, the California desert, and Okinawa, Japan. She also backpacked alone through Europe, and lived in Paris, France, as an au pair before returning to the U.S. and buying a book store. She now lives and works in New England with her husband, two children, a cat, and many fish.
Connect with Lisa:
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LisaCBooks - @lisacbooks
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/lisacarlisleauthor
Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/Lisa-Carlisle/e/B009C7T8L4/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1413555884&sr=8-2-ent