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?
Afternoon.
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?
Female.
12. Good guys or bad boys?
Good guys.
13. Feisty females or fragile damsels?
Feisty!!
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?
Vampires.
20. Werewolves or Demons?
Werewolves.
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/
~ * ~
Excerpt:
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.
“Well?”
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.
~ * ~
Any upcoming releases?
A female serial killer (Be
Mine Forever) short story in anthology “House of Terror” due out July 5th
by Undead Press.
Blurb:
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?
Twitter: https://twitter.com/myranour
Website: www.myranour.net
EM: Thank you so much for joining me!
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