I had the pleasure of interviewing Cristian and Natalia. They definitely had spark between them.
Thanks coming by. Please tell us about you: job, hobbies, special talents, and anything else you would want to share.
N: Special talents? Well, I’m a vampire assassin so I kill things. And I do it well.
C: She’s more than just that. She doesn’t like to admit it but she has a compassionate side. *whispers to Lia* And she only kills the bad guys.
N: *rolls eyes* I’m a vampire. I can hear you.
C: *chuckles* Well, I’m alpha of the northwest werewolf pack. My hobbies include keeping the rowdy pack in line. I’m also a forest ranger in Yellowstone National Park.
Tell us about the first time you met.
C: She tried to kill me.
N: You started it!
C: She was about to kill one of my kind so I shot her with a poison arrow.
N: *smirks* Not exactly the romantic start you were expecting, is it?
C: When she woke up, she got free from my bindings and –
N: Kicked his ass.
C: I was caught off guard.
N: By my knife in your back.
*both glare at each other then break away*
C& N: Next question.
What drew you to each other?
C: Her courage. Her sense of humor and cunning intelligence. And the soft side hidden deep inside that cold exterior. *look at Natalia and grins* So, sweetheart, what drew you to me?
N: I ask myself that question every day. I can only guess I’m slowly slipping into the dark oblivion of insanity.
C: *pinches her leg*
What is your favorite part of each other?
C: Her strength and determination.
C: No. *uses alpha stare* I let you slide in the last question. This one you answer.
N: Fine. *rolls eyes* His hot, god-like body. *pauses* And his open acceptance of who I am.
Care to share future plans?
N: Now that would give way the ending to our story. *smiles sweetly* And then we’d have to kill you.
Lia: Well I guess we’ll have to read the story to find out. lol. Thank you, again, Critian and Natalia, for coming by and doing the interview.
The Destiny Series by Leia Shaw
After fleeing her native city — and nightmares of a traumatic childhood — Sage Peterson meets the overbearing, pretentious, yet haunted Professor Elias. He’s the only one who knows about her mysterious powers, which seem to be spiraling out of control. When he convinces her to train with him, she finds herself thrust into a five hundred year war and on the run from vampires, werewolves, and even worse — her budding feelings for James Elias.
Erin Bolton knows her former foster sister is a sorceress and a witch, but she wants nothing to do with that world. The day before her twenty first birthday, a tall, dark, and terrifying vampire, Marcelo, turns Erin’s world upside down. He convinces her that he was sent to escort her to the safety of the Underworld, where her sister is waiting. But she wonders, who will keep her safe from him?
They call her The Huntress. A vampire with lethal focus, Natalia hunts rogue werewolves and kills them without mercy. She buried her heart centuries ago. Now she lives only for revenge. But when she’s forced to team up with the alpha of the northwest werewolf pack to catch a werewolf serial killer, her carefully controlled world is shattered by the passionate Cristian. Will Natalia accept Cristian’s claim on her heart even if it means sacrificing a part of who she is?
I began my writing journey while I was stranded at the airport waiting for my delayed flight. I browsed the Border’s kiosk and grew frustrated that I couldn’t find the “it factor” — the perfect combination of alpha male-ness, ass-kickery, strong females, magic, and sex. So I spent the next four hours on an airplane writing my first book on scraps of paper and an airsick bag (which thankfully I didn’t need to use).
Now I spend too much time in my head, plotting evil villains and the hot men (and women) who ruthlessly kill them. I think far too much about fae politics, dragon power games, and how fast werewolves can change forms. But writing my paranormal romance series has given me a productive place to express those dark places in my mind.
I live in New England with my husband and two kids. Though I will go to my grave denying it, my husband insists I would be thrilled if he suddenly sprouted fangs.