Gabrielle Bisset is a name to remember because this Lady is one serious talent. I am so happy to be able to snagg her as my guest this week. Here is a little about her wildly popular newest release.
Blood Avenged Blurb:
I am everything you desire. I am vampire.
Powerful and
manipulative, Vasilije does as he pleases. A vampire beholden to no one, he
takes what he desires, drinking deeply the pleasures this life has to offer.
When one of his own is staked, Vasilije must travel to New Orleans to exact his revenge. There he
meets Sasa, a beautiful woman who arouses him like no other has for centuries.
Vasilije’s need for vengeance is equaled only by his passion for her, but what
he finds in his revenge is just the beginning...
Blood Avenged Excerpt: Vasilije looked around
the room he’d just appeared in, his body alert to any danger. He’d followed the
sense he’d gotten before Teagan’s spirit had been extinguished and knew he was
in his home in New Orleans. Everything about the
place was Teagan—from the Turkish cigarettes he smoked, to the bottle of
Guinness that sat on the coffee table, to the musky scent that identified him
as one of Vasilije’s vampires.
And the beautiful woman staring at him.
“Who did this?”
Big brown eyes stared back at him. “I don’t know. It
happened so fast. I left to grab another six pack and when I got back, someone
had a stake...”
Vasilije stood watching the stranger as she cried,
needing more information but forced to wait until there was a break in her
tears.
“Who are you?”
The woman dried her eyes and sniffled. “Sasa. I was his
girlfriend.”
At the use of the past tense, she began tearing up
again, but Vasilije didn’t have time for it. Whoever had staked Teagan couldn’t
have gone too far and any more time wasted with Sasa’s crying may mean he’d
lose the fucker.
He moved to leave and her hand caught his arm.
“Please don’t go.”
She looked up at him with such a sad expression for a
moment he didn’t want to go. But he couldn’t let Teagan’s murderer escape.
Vasilije touched his hand to hers to remove it from his arm, but all this did
was make her squeeze tighter.
“Please,” she begged in a voice that matched the
pathetic look in her eyes. “Don’t leave me alone now.”
The urge to tear his arm from her hold and leave her
to her misery spiked in him, but it was overruled by that small part of him
that understood her sadness.
“Fine. Follow me. And keep up. And if I tell you to do
something, do it. Do you understand?”
For a second, she looked surprised and Vasilije
thought he was going to hear a string of irritating questions. None came,
though, and when he turned to head out the door, she followed silently.
At the street, he stopped and inhaled deeply, hoping
to sense something that would help him find Teagan’s killer. Nothing came. But
there’d been something in the apartment...something that he was sure he
recognized.
Eyes closed, he let his other senses take over, but he
got nothing. “What did he look like?”
“I don’t know. It was so quick. Blond, I think.”
Vasilije snapped his head to the left to look at her.
“Man or woman?”
Instantly, Tatiana’s threat repeated in his head. Now I take something you cherish.
Had she staked one of his vampires in retaliation over Alex? Vasilije doubted
even Tatiana would stake a vampire herself, but she wasn’t above having someone
else do it.
“Man.”
That didn’t mean Tatiana wasn’t behind Teagan’s
murder. And who was this woman who claimed to be Teagan’s girlfriend?
“Did you see which direction he ran?”
Sasa shook her head sadly. “No, I’m sorry. Are you his
sire?”
“How do you know about that?” he asked, more
suspicious than he’d been just a minute earlier.
“Teagan was a vampire, and you just look like a sire
would. That’s what you call them, right?”
As she spoke, Vasilije studied her under the
streetlight’s glow, still unsure she was who she claimed to be. Not bad
looking, she seemed like someone Teagan could like. He’d always preferred
brunettes with big eyes and bigger tits, and although she didn’t measure up to
porn star level, she still had a nice body. He could see her as Teagan’s
girlfriend.
“Yeah, I’m his sire and right now I need to find the
fuck who killed one of my vampires,” he said looking down the street.
“What’s your name?”
Turning to look at her, he raised one eyebrow. “You’re
a curious one, aren’t you, pet?”
“Well, I think I should know your name if we’re going
to work together to find Teagan’s killer.”
Vasilije continued to work on getting any sense of who
he was looking for, but nothing came to him. Frustrated, he’d need time to
think and find his way around this new place before he could search for the
killer, and the last thing he needed was a weepy woman tagging along.
“Uh, no. We’re not going to be working together to
find anything. Just point me to the nearest place I can get something to eat
and I’ll be on my way.”
In a second, her hands were back on his arm and
squeezing. “Please let me help. I want to see the person who did this brought
to justice.”
Justice? Vasilije smiled at the idea of justice, sure
she would be appalled by what he intended to do to Teagan’s killer. Humans were
always more squeamish than he thought they should be, considering their own
history.
“How long were you and Teagan together?”
“Why?”
Vasilije noticed her defensiveness immediately. Her
body language screamed she was hiding something.
“You just seem very attached. That’s all.”
Sasa shifted her weight between her feet. “I was. I
mean, we were. Attached. And even though we had problems, we were trying to
work things out.”
“Problems?”
A sheepish look came over her face. “I forgave him and
we’d have worked things out...”
Sasa’s lip quivered for just a second, and Vasilije
was afraid she’d begin crying again. Teagan hadn’t changed in his new home, it
seemed. A notorious ladies’ man, his wandering eye had been the reason he’d
moved three thousand miles away from the only place he’d ever called home.
Obviously, that relationship hadn’t survived since Sasa stood next to him all
dewy eyed over his death.
“I see.”
“It’s not like that. It doesn’t matter what you think
anyway. I just owe it to him to find out who did this.”
Vasilije smiled at Sasa’s words. She was probably
completely unaware that the one she’d caught her boyfriend with was likely one
of many. Such blind devotion.
“Love, I don’t think you understand what’s going to
happen when I find the guy who did this. My idea of justice and yours aren’t
the same, I guarantee you.”
Sasa’s eyes grew wide. “Why? Is there some kind of
ritual you plan to perform when you punish him?”
Vasilije’s fangs snapped into position and he grinned
to show her the weapons he’d use to punish the motherfucker who killed one of
his own.
“No ritual. Just these and all the blood I can
handle.”
The shock at his words was written all over her face.
“You plan to drain them?”
“My kind of justice, love. So if you plan to stick
around, you know what to expect.”
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Sons of Navarus series, including the next book, Blood Betrayed, due out in
May, visit my blog at http://gbisset.blogspot.com/
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And now meet the Lady behind the book Gabrielle Bisset
Do you do anything to get you into the zone to
write?
I always have a glass of iced tea and Sirius
Radio on before I start writing. I hand
write everything first before typing it, so of
course, I need to have my pen and
notebook with me too. Other than those outside things, I have to
reread what I wrote the last time to edit and then I can get in the zone.
Which
authors inspire your writing?
I've always been inspired by all kinds of
books. I loved mysteries as a teenager,
so all those Agatha Christie and Sherlock Holmes stories are in my brain
rambling around. Then all the classics I
read in college inspired me to write great stories like those. It's hard to pin down one author who inspires
me. They all do, in some way.
What is your favorite book, character and why?
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes would have to
be my favorite, and of course, Sherlock Holmes my favorite character. Doyle's stories are so well written, so
crafted. I love the character because
he's so intellectually superior yet so emotionally crippled. He's such an incredible study in what a human
would be like without emotions that I find myself drawn to read the stories
just to try to figure him out.
Do you prefer to write erotic or sweet?
I tend to prefer erotic, if I'm writing
romance. When I'm writing outside the
romance genre, I don't include much sex at all in my stories.
Which famous person, living or dead, are you drawn to?
Alexander Hamilton. Of all the Founding Fathers, he's the most
interesting to me.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
In five years I see myself with my Sons of
Navarus series completed...whew, just thinking about all eight books done makes
my head spin. I'll be writing, but I
don't know what. I've been playing
around with a fiction story for a while, so I might be there instead of
romance. I just don't know. Or I might be doing both romance and some
other non-romance genre.
Finish this sentence: I know I’ve made it
when_______________?
I know I've made it when I only work as an
author and can support myself as I do now.
What advice would you give aspiring writers?
Don't be fooled into believing that the ebook
revolution means all you need are some words on a page and shazaam—it's a book
worth selling. Grammar is still key, no
matter what anyone claims, so know it like you know your name. Take the time to learn how a well-crafted
story is constructed, and above all, remember that everything you publish
represents you. A shoddy story full of grammar and factual/historical errors
may be tolerated at the $.99 level, but it doesn't change the fact it isn't
good. Time is on the writer's side. Use it to create the best stories possible.
What do you see yourself writing in the future?
I plan on continuing to write romance as I have
the Sons of Navarus series based on eight characters and I'm just readying the
second book for release in May. I can
definitely see myself writing in a different genre too, though.
If you could have one superpower what would it
be and why?
I wrote a book entitled Destiny Redeemed and one
of my characters had the power to manipulate and travel back in time. This would be the superpower I would
want. I love the past, so being able to
travel back to different times in history and see firsthand what they're like
would be incredible.
What time of the day are you at your best to
write?
I write at night because I home school my son
and then go to my day job until late afternoon.
It's probably best that I write when the sun goes down because I'm a
night owl by nature.
And now for something completely different…
What do you look at first with an attractive man
or woman, face, body or smile?
I don't know if it's one thing for me. The men I find attractive tend to have
something special about them that just seems to radiate from them even when
they're just standing around. To be
honest, though, it's probably the body since what I find attractive facially
may be quite different than what others do.
Explain your perfect day.
I wake up and the sun is shining in my window
and I can hear the birds outside. It's
already in the low 70s and the forecast is for sun all day. I exercise and listen to music, and then I
eat breakfast. After that, I spend a few
hours working outside in my yard and sitting on my porch enjoying the beautiful
day. A fun lunch with some friends and
then I'm back home to hang out with my kids, who are nice enough to carve out
some time from their busy schedules to see me (LOL). Finally, after a great day, I sit down to
write and make tremendous progress on whatever book I'm working on. Now that's a perfect day.
What is the most decadent desert you can’t say
no to?
Do you have a favorite holiday what is it and
what makes it special to you?
I love the Fourth of July! When I was a young child, I thought that the
fireworks were for my father and me since we shared a birthday on July 7. And since my uncle's birthday was on July 5
and we'd always have a joint party for all three of us, the idea of fireworks
to celebrate the three of us seemed quite logical to my five-year-old
mind. Even now, whenever the Fourth
comes around, I think of those days as a child with my family and smile.
What key words describe you best?
Romantic, generous, focused, driven, strong
