Today I am joined by the lovely Myra Nour!
EM: Welcome to My World. Thank you so much for stopping by to play twenty questions with me :-) Are you ready to play 20 questions? *rubs hands together*
Which do you find harder to write?
1. First person POV or Third?
I have never written first person. I like being able to let readers know what the hero and heroine are feeling and thinking. You can’t do that with 1st person narrative.
2. As a male or female?
I prefer female, naturally that’s easier for me to write. But I also enjoy getting inside the hero’s head too.
3. Beginning, middle or end of the story?
It would have to be the end because the wrap up to the whole story is interesting to write.
4. Fight scenes or sex scenes?
Fight scenes? Being published with Ellora’s Cave and New Concepts Publishing, you get used to writing sex scenes. Fight scenes are made easier though with my husband’s help. He has a Black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
I didn’t know how to describe a scene where the hero disarms a warrior with a sword when he was weaponless. Simon took me to his master and they demonstrated how it could be done. That made it easy to write.
5. Synopsis or blurb?
I HATE writing blurbs. They are more difficult than writing the book!
As a writer, do you prefer:
6. Writing in the morning, afternoon or evening?
7. Writing with music, or in peace?
Usually I have the TV on some program. I like noise and when I need a break, I look up and watch a little television.
8. Planning, or Improvising?
I like to plan out my stories. I daydream or night dream scenes within sections of the book.
9. Juggling a few projects, or concentrating on one at a time?
I prefer one project at a time, but it seems I’m always working on several.
10. Sticking to one genre, or exploring many?
I like different genres. Under romance I write paranormal, fantasy, and s/f elements. Recently I’ve expanded into writing horror.
As a reader, do you prefer:
11. Story being told from female view or male?
12. Good guys or bad boys?
13. Feisty females or fragile damsels?
14. Stand alone stories or series?
Either. But if I really love a book I’d love to have it be a series.
15. Quick reads or long stories?
Both. Sometimes I want a snack, and sometimes I want a meal.
16. Romance as a side dish or the main course?
As the main dish.
17. Erotica or soft romance or something in-between?
Something in between, which I’d call sensual to spicy romance. That’s mostly what I write.
18. More action or humour?
Both. I guess if I had to choose it’d be action. I write adventure and action into the majority of my stories, and a few include humor too.
Just for fun:
19. Vampires or Angels?
20. Werewolves or Demons?
What are you currently working on?
Three zombie short stories and a zombie novel. I also plan on getting back to working on the 3rd book of Volarn – The Princess and the Barbarian.
Do you have any current release?
Volarn Chronicles 2: Heart of the Dragon.
Can Eric, a tough, handsome Green Beret from Earth, convince Kasha, the stubborn warrior princess of Volarn, that he loves her?
Not before they experience adventure in the haunted wastelands, discover a baby dragon, and explore the hot, sensual side of their relationship.
Travel back to Volarn for more magical romance and new adventure with King Rhamus’s sister, Kasha, and Olga’s brother, Eric. If you loved Love’s Captive, be enchanted with Volarn Chronicles Book Two.
Find out what sad secret makes Kasha run from love. Follow the characters’ fox and hound game of love, as each pushes the other to their limits, climaxing in a dramatic rescue that changes everything.
Be warned, this book is filled with humor and love that knows no bounds. And an adorable, goofy dragon that will win your heart, so that you will be asking “How do I adopt a dragon of my own!”.
Purchase link: http://store.newconceptspublishing.com/myra-nour/volarn-chronicles-ii-heart-of-the-dragon-by-myra-nour/
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Scene: A playful game leads to hot sex
She wanted him at her mercy. Wanted him panting with desire so strong he couldn’t resist her offer of becoming her lover. The feeling of impending doom which overhung his head, was almost as strong as when he’d been dying in the guerrillas’ camp. Clenching his biceps beneath the watery cover, Eric determined the princess would not shake his resolve.
“Come on,” she splashed his face. “Haven’t you ever played in the water?”
Seeing a temporary reprieve from his problem, Eric picked her up quickly, unexpectedly, and then dumped her several feet away just as swiftly. He didn’t give her a chance, grabbing her again when she reappeared, sputtering and pushing heavy strands of hair from her face. Up she went again. Bunching his muscles, he threw her a good ten feet, close to the pool’s end.
“Ow,” she staggered upward, rubbing her bottom. “Hey,” she threw her hands up in a defensive block as he moved closer. “You made me hit bottom that time.”
“Yep, I noticed,” he purposely stared at her hips.
“Very funny.” She threw him a sour look.
“I thought you wanted to play?” He smirked.
“I do, but maybe we can try something else.”
“How about you throwing me around?”
“Oh, right, that’d really work.” Kasha laughed. She ran one hand through her wet locks and chewed her lower lip.
“Got it,” Eric snapped his fingers. “My favorite water game as a kid, Marco Polo.”
“Marco ... what?”
He explained quickly, glad for the princess’ quick agreement. What harm could there be in a simple child’s game? He volunteered to be “it,” exaggerating a lumbering monster-walk through the liquid, following her eruptions of giggling laughter.
She was quick as an eel and it took him a few minutes to finally pin her against the rocks near the waterfall. Eric’s hands bumped against firm breasts before falling away quickly. Kasha’s lovely face was but a few feet away when he opened his eyes, her body bent backward over the large rock behind her.
He couldn’t help the swift perusal of her sleek figure, the black dress molded firmly to her flesh. Sucking in his breath, he closed his eyes, then reopened them, looking only at her face. “Now you’re it.”
He watched as the princess gave him a dissatisfied frown, then complied by closing her eyes. He plunged quickly to the other side.
He had to admit she was good at this game. She followed the sound of his movements swiftly and unerringly, giving him bare seconds to escape each near capture. With inspiration, he plunged beneath the surface and reappeared quietly behind the waterfall’s cheerful, noisy veil.
Eric called out “Marco Polo” and quickly dove beneath the waterfall, intending to bypass the princess as she turned his way. His resurface maneuver brought him face to face with a giggling Kasha, who gripped one arm before he could duck away. Her eyes were still closed, a pleased expression riding her lush lips, as her other hand explored the rigid planes of his chest.
“You caught me, okay.” His stomach clenched when her hands wandered over his flesh.
“I had to be sure it was you.” She opened those lovely eyes and slanted them upward, her expression languid. They reminded him of a satisfied cat, especially with those lovely feline eyes of hers.
“Like there’s any other man here?” He couldn’t keep the laughter from his voice or seem to control the tightening of his chest muscles when her hand continued to caress gently in circular strokes. He took a tentative step back, but she still had a tight clutch on his arm.
“I had to be sure this was the same Earth man who has pursued me so diligently.” Her brilliant violet orbs challenged him, made him rock hard.
“What’s the matter, you don’t like me anymore?” She purposely made her voice drip sadness while her lips quirked in a mischievous smile.
“You know I do.” His frustration, both emotional and physical erupted in his rough-edged tone.
She abruptly loosed her grip and stepped back into the waterfall’s edge. Sprinkling drops of water bounced off her body, drawing his eyes unwillingly to different parts of her anatomy. The iridescent drops sparkled and then crept in slow motion down her satiny skin.
“Don’t you think I’m attractive anymore?” Kasha raised both arms gracefully, smoothed her wet hair into an attractive fall behind her and slowly lowered her arms.
He didn’t know if she planned it, though he couldn’t fathom how, but one strap of her dress slipped down her upper arm, baring too much of one lovely breast. The brilliant sun shimmered off her water-kissed skin, the diamond drops trailing in agonizingly slow paths down the sleek curves of her luscious breasts. The edge of one dark pink aureole called to him as strongly as a siren’s alluring song.
Her question gave him a brief reprieve when he dragged his eyes from her chest to her wickedly questioning face.
Eric swallowed, forcefully and croaked out, “You know I do.”
“Maybe,” she shrugged.
As his traitorous eyes re-glued themselves to her, the material crept a micrometer lower by his estimation, increasing his torment.
“But, then you’ve never seen the whole package.” With that statement she purposely wiggled out of her dress.
He knew on some far off level she had pushed the black dress off her lower body as well, but all he could see through the haze of his erupting hunger, was her gorgeous body from the waist up. The lower parts were hidden beneath the water’s secret cover. She was superbly beautiful, as he had suspected, her breasts rounded curves of perfection, her supple waist delicately curved and toned.
He had such an ache in his heart and such an increasingly painful erection, he felt more tortured than ever he had been back in that South American jungle.
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Any upcoming releases?
A female serial killer (Be Mine Forever) short story in anthology “House of Terror” due out July 5th by Undead Press.
John is an unattractive, shy man who leads a boring existence. He wishes something would happen to change his life. Then he meets an exciting woman who seems to really like him. After a night of rousing sex, John knows his world is on the cusp of transformation. But what awaits him is not what he expected.
Purchase link: Will be available on Amazon and Undead Press- http://www.undeadpress.com/
Where can readers find you on the Internet?
EM: Thank you so much for joining me!