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Friday, June 11, 2010

Interview of Author Qwillia Rain

Today it's my pleasure to interview author Qwillia Rain.

Latest Book: An Invitation: Ariel's Pet
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Qwillia Rain grew up loving books. From an early age she was creating stories to go with the pictures. By high school she was penning romances for her friends and shocking them with the graphic nature of the love scenes. After leaving her home in Las Vegas, Nevada for Anchorage, Alaska, Qwillia discovered there were other authors who enjoyed throwing open the bedroom doors and exploring the darker side of human nature. She left Alaska for Billings, Montana, but the travel bug struck again. Currently, Qwillia resides in Raleigh, North Carolina, drawing inspiration from the history, scenery, and rich diversity of the South.

Q: Do all your heroes and all heroines look the same in your mind as you “head write”?
A: Nope. Each one has a distinctive look and personality. Many tend to have the same snarky, sarcastic responses to situations, though.

Q: Do you eat comfort food when writing? If so, what food inspires your imagination?
A: Depends upon whether or not the book is working well or not. If it isn't working--it'll often become a chocolate and soda fest is my apartment. When it's flowing well, I'll drink spiced chai tea and eat relatively healthy foods, with only the occasional splurge on candy or soda.

Q: What hobby do you enjoy when not writing?
A: Sewing or crocheting.

Q: What’s your strongest point as a writer?
A: In my opinion, it's the dialogue in my stories. Others have told me it's the intense emotional impact of my love scenes.

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: I use the man for "research" and in the hours he's recovering his strength, I write my stories, concocting new scenarios and "research" to be conducted/practiced once the man is feeling up to it.

Q: What genre would you like to try writing in but haven’t yet done so? Why?
A: Young Adult. Because my students keep bothering me about wanting to read my books, and I keep telling them they can't until they turn 18.

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Ariel Valerian knew cooking techniques and recipes, but a Dominant like Dane Reese had her more hot and bothered than a dozen hours slaving in a steamy kitchen. And 'slaving' is just what she intends to teach her blond haired, blue eyed, oh so yummy surfer boy. He might be helping at the family café as a favor to her sister, but there was no way she was giving him an opportunity to play Dom with her.

For Dane Reese, Ariel Valerian is a full-figured pixie -- a life-size, blue-haired Tinker Bell in a chef's coat surrounded by the scent of chocolate and cinnamon and an aura of mind-blowing, sweaty sex. Too bad she's driving him insane with her determination to order him around. As a Dominant and half-owner of A Master's Gift, Dane has seen his share of Dommes and submissives, and, no matter how she might deny it, calling him Master is Ariel’s destiny.

Two powerful personalities; a contest to determine who is more adept at control; and less than thirty days to discover if Ariel will bow to Dane's commands, or if Dane will become Ariel's Pet.


If she wanted to get the man out of her life—out of both their lives—Ariel was sure she'd be required to resort to a bit more than bluntly telling him to leave the café. It clearly hadn't worked today. He wanted the books, so they were the key.

If I don't let him look at the books, eventually he'll get frustrated enough to go.

So how do I keep him from the paperwork? Al does it all online. I can't throw away the computer.” Ariel paused in the doorway of the kitchen and looked back at the laptop on the sofa. A smile spread over her lips. “Or maybe I can.”

Day 2

Dane was surprised Ariel didn't stop him at the front door the next day. It could be because he'd waited until after the lunch rush started to wind down before he entered the café. Through the pick-up window, he could see her watching him. The grin on her lips gave him pause as he strode down the hallway to the office.

“Round two,” Dane muttered.

He didn't doubt she was up to something. Apparently it was too much to ask that she would have taken the time last night to resign herself to his presence this month.

In the office he shrugged out of his suit coat and tossed it over the back of the battered desk chair. One look at the computer and he knew what had prompted the damned grin on Ariel's lips. He rolled back his pale blue silk shirt cuffs and grimaced at the computer in front of him.

“Problem, surfer boy?” Ariel leaned against the office door with her arms crossed over her breasts, a smug grin still on her lips.

“Where are they, Ariel?”

Her bright green eyes opened wide in an attempt to appear guileless. The haughty grin and aura of self-satisfaction spoiled the illusion. “I'm only a cook, remember? I don't know anything about the business. That's why my sister asked you to take care of things, isn't it?”

“Having a bachelor's degree in restaurant management doesn't mean you're just a cook,” Dane pointed out.

Ariel obviously tried to hide her surprise at his knowledge of her degree, but he could see it in her slightly widened eyes. She brushed her hands together as if she dusted off dirt, then turned and walked away. Soft laughter spilled from her lips. Dane cursed and shook his head.

He looked back at the computer where it sat on the corner of the desk. It was a useless paperweight without the power cables, mouse, or keyboard. If he took the time to go to his office to retrieve the necessary components to get the machine running, the last of the lunch customers would be gone. Dane didn't doubt Ariel would lock the doors against him. This early in the game, he wasn't about to divulge the fact that Alayna had given him her key to the café as well as the alarm code. Ariel was sure to react badly if she knew how much her sister trusted him. And a woman with access to very sharp knives and the knowledge of how to use them was not someone a smart man pissed off.


Tina Donahue said...

Wonderful interview, Qwillia and your book sounds yummy. I love a battle of wills between a hero and a heroine...with her winning most of the time, of course. :)

Nancy said...

Wow, Quilia, your excerpt makes me more ways than one. Good luck!

Molly Daniels said...

I like this!!!

Quilla, we ate lunch in Billings and spent the night in Missoula back in 2003:)

Katalina Leon said...

Hello Qwillia, fun interview and tasty excerpt!

Qwillia Rain said...

Thank you Tina,

I loved writing the book it was fun.

Qwillia Rain said...

It was a really Yummy scene to write, Nancy.


Qwillia Rain said...
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Qwillia Rain said...


What did you think of Billings? I liked Billings, but not as much as I'm liking Raleigh or Anchorage, AK.


Qwillia Rain said...

Thank you Katalina,

I had fun writing this book. Have a great day!


Paris said...

Great interview and I loved your excerpt. Sounds like a a yummy read;-)

Molly Daniels said...

It was smaller than I thought it would be:)

jean hart stewart said...

Love a standoff between the hero and heroine. A tasty beginning....Jean

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