Latest Book: Vampire Dreams Revamped
Buy Link: http://www.amazon.com/Vampire-Revamped-Navarus-Prequel-ebook/dp/B008II267G/
Gabrielle Bisset read her first romance novel even before she entered high school. What her parents were thinking when they bought her that book about the Civil War soldier and the slave he fell in love with is still a mystery. But Gabrielle was hooked from that moment. It didn't take long for her to try her own hand at a romance, but real writing would have to wait for marriage, children, and college before it could have center stage again. She published her first book, Stolen Destiny, with Siren Publishing in June 2011, and since then she's published the novellas of the Victorian Erotic Romance Trilogy, Destiny Redeemed, and the Sons of Navarus books—Blood Avenged and Blood Betrayed. She recently reworked an earlier book to be an official prequel to the Sons series, Vampire Dreams Revamped. She's currently editing the third book in the series, Blood Spirit, due for release in September. She lives in Pennsylvania with her son, and when she's not writing, she's home schooling him or teaching college students history. She also likes to fit in time for fun with family and friends too. Readers can contact her at email@example.com
Q: What part of the book is the easiest for you to write? Why?
A: The beginning is always easiest since beforehand I've plotted everything out almost to the page. Once that's all done, it's just a matter of putting pen to paper and beginning the story.
Q: What part of the book is the hardest for you? Why?
A: The end is the hardest part. Sometimes I don't want to say goodbye to the characters, and other times I don't know how to wrap the story up. That's the thing about plotting for me. It can get me everything but the very end.
Q: Who is your favorite character in your book and why?
A: In Vampire Dreams Revamped, my favorite character has to be Vasilije. He's so deliciously hedonistic. I love that in him! He's so cool and confident, no matter what time or place he's in. The Sons of Navarus series begins with this book, which is a prequel to the series, and of course, the first Sons book had to be Vasilije's. In fact, I've now written five books featuring his character. I guess you can say he's my favorite character out of all my characters.
Q: Do all your heroes and all heroines look the same in your mind as you “head write”?
A: No, each of them has very distinct characteristics and features. I'm sort of like a plotter on steroids, so even before I begin plotting on paper, I have thought about the characters and events that will take place in a book so much that I can almost draw them (if I had any ability in that area.)
Q: What’s your strongest point as a writer?
A: I've been told by some that my strongest point is dialogue. I think my strongest point as a writer is being able to paint a picture for readers without using a ton of description. I'm not big on describing, but I've had readers tell me time and again how they were able to visualize my stories, like having a movie playing in their head as they read.
Q: You’re on a remote island with a handsome man, a computer, and a “mysterious” source of electricity to power your computer. What do you do?
A: If I'm on a remote island with a handsome man I like, I won't be interested in the computer or mysterious source of electricity for a while. We'd have more enjoyable things to do. ;)
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A vampire for hundreds of years, Brandon Ridley is surrounded by others of his kind who enjoy their world to the fullest. Orgies, debauchery, and sensual delights leave him empty, though. What he wants is that one woman who will share his life.
Homeless and without any family, Arden Stephens must live on the streets of mid 19th century London, never a safe place for a young woman. One night, as she is running for her life from an attacker, she is rescued by Brandon and offered a place in his home as his maid. Brandon is enchanted by Arden from the moment they meet and yearns to make her one of his kind.
Nightly, he visits her in her sleep, preparing her for the night he will finally make her his own. For Arden, the wanton dreams she has about her handsome employer seduce her and each day when she wakes up, she finds herself more drawn to him. But love and desire aren't enough for Brandon to sire her. He must first obtain the approval of his own sire, an ancient vampire named Vasilije who has thwarted his chance for happiness before.
But if Brandon can convince him, he may finally find the love he's been without for centuries.
EXCERPT:Brandon Ridley stood on the front steps of his sire's eighteenth century home waiting for the butler to answer. He shuffled his weight back and forth, impatient to get this evening done and over with. Since the night Vasilije had sired him, he'd been one of the few of his vampires to be required to stay nearby, basically at his beck and call at all times. Vasilije called it being one of his favorites. He called it burdensome on the best of nights.
As the door opened, an elderly gentleman with a full head of steel grey hair peered around it and smiled. "Mr. Ridley, sir, it's a pleasure to see you. The master is expecting you."
Walking past him, Brandon smiled in return. "Thank you, Stanton. How are you this evening?"
He noted the weary look on his face and wondered what Vasilije's poor butler had been put through that night. A strait-laced Victorian man, he was for sure an odd fit with the most hedonistic pleasure seeker Brandon had ever encountered.
"I am fine, sir. The master is in his parlor with his guests. May I take your coat?"
Shaking his head, Brandon patted the man on the shoulder. "No, I don't plan on staying, Stanton. But thank you all the same."
"As you wish, sir."
The sweet smell of incense and opium hung in the air, and Brandon had to steady himself against the wood paneled wall outside the parlor as the heady fragrance hit him. It was going to be one of those nights.
One step into the room confirmed this. The sounds of some exotic melody floated softly through the air from an instrument foreign to Brandon, mixing with the smoke and erotic smell of sex that permeated the parlor. On the red velvet sofa near the fireplace, his sire sat as if he held court with half a dozen naked women and men surrounding him. As he spoke, they hung on every word. Brandon didn't recognize any of them and studied each to determine whether they were vampire or human.
Or something else. One never knew at Vasilije's.
"Brandon! Come! Sit next to me."
All six heads turned to see who had so easily supplanted them, and Brandon saw by the looks on their faces that they were disappointed. Dressed in his usual proper attire, he looked more like a solicitor than a reveler at the night's debauchery. As he took his place on the sofa next to Vasilije, they were dismissed with the mere wave of a hand and walked away sulking to find their own enjoyment.
"We started without you," Vasilije said with a grin as he caressed his tongue over the razor sharp tips of his fangs.
"That's quite all right. Did I miss anything?"
His sire arched one eyebrow and leveled a penetrating stare at him. "You'd miss everything if it weren't for me, Brandon. You'd stay in that dreary house of yours with those dreary servants and drink your port. You're a vampire, not some boring widower waiting to die. Why don't you act like it?"