Today we’re thrilled to welcome fellow Red Hot Authors Cafe member AJ Wiliams as our guest. She stopped by to answer a few questions, talk about her latest release, and share a steamy excerpt. Take it away, AJ!
Adriana: Why don’t you start by telling us about yourself?
AJ: Hi, thank you for having me. I am originally for Arizona, but grew up in a small town in southwest Missouri, about 30 mins from the Arkansas border. I write contemporary romance at the moment. However, I am working on a science fiction story. So who knows…
When I am not writing, I am on play dates with my youngest and taking my oldest to school and extracurricular activates.
I love swimming, reading with my kids, and having quiet time. I also enjoy planting the idea in my children’s mind that I have super powers.
Adriana: If you were stranded on a desert island with only five books and five CDs, what would they be? (We’ll just imagine you can play the CDs – after all, this is fiction!)
AJ: 5 cd’s would have to be Tool, Muse, Perfect Circle, Bush and Lorde
5 books I would have to pick Daughter of the Forest, Something by Sherrilyn Kenyon, Chole Neill (Chiagoland Vampires), Lauren Dane, and The Bride by Julia Garwood
Adriana: Tell us about your writing: How long have you been writing? What genre(s) do you write in? What have you written (short stories, novels, etc.)? What works are currently for sale? Where?
AJ: I started writing poems as a kid. After moving from AZ to MO, I never really felt connected. I was told several times that I spoke funny. So I wrote, as I entered the teenage years writing proved helpful while I moved around liking boys, having arguments with my mother and so much more. I did write small short stories, but those were just for me as a coping mechanism with puberty.
Currently on sale is Bounty for Hunter, Bounty’s End, Bounty for Love and His Final Bounty. All my books can be found at Barnes and Noble, Amazon, All Romance Books, iBooks, Kobo and smashwords.
Adriana: What made you chose to write erotic literature in particular? Is there any other genre you’d like to write? And if so, why?
AJ: I didn’t set out to write erotic, it kind of happened when working on my first book Bounty for Hunter. I want to write a science fiction. I have a story written that I am currently editing but I really want to branch out into that genre.
Adriana: How do you get ideas for your stories? What inspires you?
AJ: I get ideas from everyday life. Watching people interact at the store, the park when I am with my kids, restaurants when I am eating out. If I was honest I would say I get a lot of ideas while in the shower.
Adriana: Any advice for those who want to write?
AJ: Take classes when they are offered. Work on your craft, don’t get discouraged and write every day, even if it is only a sentence.
Adriana: Are you a book hoarder?
AJ: I am a total book hoarder. I have books from my grandfather that are from the 50’s. I not only treasure them as my grandfather gave them to me. I treasure them because I have to have books. Since having an ereader my print book consumption has gone down but my ebook collection is one that makes my own mother cry.
Adriana: Do you have a favorite character out of all the ones you’ve written? If so, who is it and why is s/he your favorite?
AJ: I would love to fully answer this, but at this time I can’t and this is why. I have a couple other stories that I am working on and I love my lead female characters, so I won’t speak of them just yet. However, I love Keylee who is in the first book. There is something fierce about her that draws you in and yet you can feel how vulnerable she is at times.
Adriana: Is there a way for fans and others to contact you? (email, social networking links, etc.)
AJ: I love hearing from fans – here are the ways to reach me:
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/AjWiliams
Adriana: Tell us about your latest release – we’d love an excerpt, too!
AJ: My latest release is His Final Bounty. It is the last book in the series. Jefferson Anders and Eva Rosenberg have had a rocky relationship, which has been featured in the prior books. This book is about them coming together, learning each other’s secrets and finding the path to accept their mistakes to move on or start a new future together. There is also danger, and great sex.
Eva Rosenberg hacks a secret file of Jefferson’s and discovers the man who shattered her heart and her world has one giant secret.
Jefferson Anders’ current bounty hunting status has allowed him to hide in the shadows, never forcing him to face the secrets of his past. Having spent five years hiding the truth, he never dreamed the secrets of his past would catch up to him. Secrets which cost him both the love of his life and connection to his family. Now, he must face the mistakes of his past.
With a confrontation looming with Eva and a possible death threat, they must work as a team to find forgiveness and defeat the enemy that waits in the shadows.
Author Website: www.ajwiliams.com
All Romance Books: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-hisfinalbounty-1459230-149.html
Eva wasn’t sure when it happened, but her body called to her in a way that she hadn’t felt in years. After all this time, he still wore Ralph Lauren Polo Black. She loved that smell. Her reaction to him spurred her body closer to his, lightly brushing her nipples against his side. Every sensation from Jefferson rubbing her back, to her tracing circles on his chest increased her breathing. Her nipples tightened and the dampness increased between her legs.
“Jefferson.” Her voice was soft as she moved her finger to his nipple in a sensual circle.
“Eva,” his growl pressed her to continue. There was something about the way he growled her name that caused her to stop circling and started to use her fingers to rub his nipple with her thumb and finger.
“You have to stop.”
Lifting her head up from his chest, she kept rubbing his nipple as she looked into his eyes.
“Tonight, please just give me this one night. After that, we will go our separate ways. I just need to feel you.”
“There will never be ‘just one night’ with us, Eva. If we do this, it’s for keeps. Do you understand? I could never let you walk away, nor would I allow myself to walk away from you again.”
His word slammed over her. His eyes danced in the light. She could see that he too needed tonight. As much as she wanted more nights, she didn’t think she could ever give him more. Then again, maybe she could, but it all depended on him. She had the truth, but it didn’t really ease the hurt she still felt in her heart.
She didn’t respond at first, as her thoughts rolled through her mind.
“Tonight please, Jefferson. Just tonight.”
“I’ll give you tonight, but we will talk,” he declared.
She didn’t want to talk. She wanted all or nothing and tonight it was all. If she couldn’t have tonight, then she could go back to having nothing in her life. She’d had five years of practice. What was another fifty? She nodded edging closer to his body.
“I mean it, Eva.”
She didn’t trust herself to say anything, afraid she might say no talking, just fucking, because that’s all she wanted. She nodded again, placing a light kiss on his chest.
Lifting her head up she gazed into his dark eyes, waiting to see if he understood or at least accepted her response. He moved over, roaming her face and then his eyes narrow for just a second.
Please, she begged silently for him to just give her now.
She touched her lips to his. It was ecstasy. His full lips upon hers. At first, he didn’t move, so she gave his nipple a pinch, causing him to open his mouth.
Love cowboys? Love horses? Love a little mystery and some sizzling romance? Readers are loving Cassie’s Hope, Book One in our Riders Up series set in the horse racing industry, and hubs and I love our new cover, designed by Rebecca Poole of Dreams2Media.com.
Click on the graphic at the bottom to travel to the rest of today’s fabulous Book Hooks – you’ll be glad you did!
Here’s what readers are saying – five stars at Amazon and Goodreads!
“I took their journey with them. I felt their pain, their sadness, their struggles, and most of all their love. And that is the mark of a truly good book.” Faith H.
“Extremely well written and very entertaining to read. Real life hopes and dreams becoming a reality. This story really moved me.” Donna H.
“I loved Cassie and Clint. These two stubborn, prideful people remind me of Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett…Cassie’s Hope is the first book of a series. I cannot wait to read the rest of the books” Sheila G.
What happens when a fiercely loyal widowed half-Ute cowboy meets a fiery redhead with an Irish temper to match? Cassidy O’Hanlon – Cassie, to her friends – has set aside her Chicago career for six months to train racehorses for her dad after his stroke.
Furious the interloper has shipped in a ringer from the Chicago circuit to his Wyoming turf, Rancher/trainer Clint Travers sets out to put her in her place. Sparks fly immediately, but after their rocky start, the two quickly forge a passionate relationship, and he follows her to Chicago.
When it becomes clear someone is drugging Cassie’s horse, Clint sets out to solve the mystery, but storms off in a cloud of wounded pride when suspicions turn to him.
Can love trump pride?
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Here’s the moment Cassie first meets Clint, at Wyoming Downs:
Shaking her head, Cassie grabbed a hoof pick from her back pocket, lifted one of Hope’s front hooves, and began extracting dirt and pebbles.
“Nice lookin’ filly.”
Cassie groaned at the strange deep voice and the too-familiar line. Couldn’t men anywhere be a little more original?
Dropping the hoof, Cassie glanced across Hope’s back and gasped. The deeply tanned hunk behind the voice had shoulders that stretched taut a pale yellow polo shirt covered, in part, with a thin buckskin vest. The wide cowboy buckle appeared unnecessary to hold up well contoured Levi’s. A sweat-stained brown Stetson, tipped low, cast a light shadow across his facial features. His worn boots were those of a working man. This was no drugstore cowboy.
He stepped closer. She could make out a scowl. Dark eyes snapped a foreboding anger. Raven black hair framed chiseled features, searing them into Cassie’s brain. Her toes curled involuntarily. She rubbed Hope’s coat vigorously. Who the hell was he? And to top it off, he didn’t even seem to notice her. His eyes appraised only the horse.
“Thanks,” she mumbled, ducking down by Hope’s flank.
The handsome stranger walked around the horse. “Very nice,” he drawled at last.
Celtic ritual, a female undercover cop, an athletic anthropology professor and a truly creepy villain – what’s not to like? Just selected as a Top Pick at Night Owl Reviews! Here’s an excerpt – hope it hooks you. Click the graphic at the end to travel to the other posts on the hop.
Whose mask will crumble first—
the enigmatic professor of Celtic Studies,
the undercover cop masquerading as a co-ed,
or the campus stalker,
biding his time to strike again?
Who will be the next victim?
Nancy Appleby scanned the co-eds in the small lecture hall. Each could be his next prey. Each looked much younger than she remembered being as a full-time student. Each woman hung on Professor Bayfield’s well crafted words.
Was it the topic, Celtic Myths and Rituals, or was it the aloofness of the tall, dark-haired lecturer with the strong protruding chin that mesmerized? He did command attention. Although his tone was mild, Bayfield played with his audience like a polished actor. Clearly he was in control. Though he gestured but rarely, he moved like an athlete, comfortable in his body.
Nancy jotted notes on a yellow pad pretending to be no different than anyone else in the room. She glanced up at Bayfield, whose eyes had settled on her; they were piercing and inquisitive. Then he shifted his gaze, but he’d noticed her, was thinking about her. Why? She’d done everything she could to blend in. He hadn’t seemed particularly troubled by her presence, just curious.
Nancy redirected her attention to the individuals sitting in front of her. She’d arrived early to claim an aisle seat in the back row. The raised auditorium layout provided an advantageous observation post. About sixty women and twenty men were in attendance, no doubt a decent turnout. Blackthorn College had a student body of less than two thousand.
Nancy scribbled more notes and then focused on the men in the room.
Was he in the lecture hall? Would he strike again, tonight? Or would the rapist stay in his hole, biding his time?
Is anthropology professor Matt Bayfield the Blackthorn College rapist, or a potential ally? Aloof and unapproachable, Matt has academic ambitions. He can’t escape Blackthorn College soon enough, and he doesn’t want any entanglements to slow down his exit.
Nancy Appleby would like nothing more than to solve the string of campus rape cases before Thanksgiving so she can go home. The last thing she wants is a relationship to complicate her life—but she’ll settle for a fling, especially when the sex sizzles.
The stalker has his own carefully crafted timetable, with a special date just for Nancy. Can Matt and Nancy force him out of his hidey-hole before it’s too late?