Meet Isabella Ellis - Guest interview and Giveaway

Please join me in a warm welcome to brand new author Isabella Ellis, whose debut novel  The Vampire's Bride released today with Evernight Publishing.

Congrats Isabella on your release J

I love that cover and the title alone has me intrigued. I do love my vampire stories, so this is going on my wish list.

Can you tell us a bit about yourself?

I am a student and a mother. I spend my days writing and my weekends singing karaoke. I hope my writing is better than my singing.

What made you write ‘this’ story?

Vampires are always a fascinating subject so I wanted to put my own spin on them. In my world, vampires inhabit fictional countries (similar to England and France) during the 18^th century. There are princesses and knights, but the women don’t fall apart in the face of danger. I had also never written an erotic story in which virginity played a large role, so this was something new for me.

Tell us about your cover.

I adore my cover. It features the characters of Lady Caroline Haley (the Chosen) and Prince Sloane Vaughan (the title vampire). When I saw it, I was so thrilled that the artist had rendered Caroline exactly as I pictured her in my imagination.

Describe a typical day’s writing for us

There is nothing really typical of my days. With school, my freelance work, and writing, I do what I can when I can. When I do write, I shut myself up in my office and type for as long as I can.

What inspires you?

In writing the things that inspire me are what I wish I could experience. I would love the days of gowns and chivalry, of palaces and carriages. In life, my sister Laura. She never quits.

If you weren’t a writer what would you be?

In my dreams, a stand-up comedian.

Do your characters ever surprise you?

Very much so. In this book, two secondary characters fall in love, and I didn’t see it coming until I was typing it. It works beautifully though, so I rolled with it.

What could not do without when you’re writing?

Quiet and solitude.

What words of wisdom do you have for the aspiring authors out there?

Embrace rejection. It’s part of being a writer. Learn from it, grow a thick skin, and keep moving.

Where do you see yourself in ten year’s time?

I hope to have several erotic books in my name. I also aspire to be an influential poet.

Do you have a favourite quote?

One of my favorite books/movies is Girl, Interrupted. From that, my favorite is ““I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.”

Do you ever suffer from writer’s block?

Unfortunately, I often have writer’s block. I will have a week or two of total inability to write, and then weeks of non-stop writing. It’s rough.

What other books can your readers look forward to?

The second book in the Chosen series is nearly complete as I type this. It is tentatively titled The Vampire’s Second. Without revealing too much, it continues the adventures of Caroline, Sloane, and everyone else you will meet in The Vampire’s Bride. With a twist.

And finally can you share an excerpt with us?

“Sloane, may I ask a question?”

            His smile widened, and she could see his fangs glinting in the candlelight.

            “Of course, you needn’t have to ask.”

            Gulping softly, she whispered, “Is it true? What they say about Others?”

            Sloane’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

            “I mean, as in seduction. I’ve heard tales my whole life of vampires being able to take anyone to bed, willing or unwilling.”

            Sloane straightened up. “It’s true. That is an ability my kind possesses. But I have never used it. Nor would I use it on you. I want you to want to be my wife, Caroline. I want you to be happy. The prophecy means nothing if our union is a farce.”

            Caroline worried she had offended him. He looked so serious and melancholy when replying to her. Being an Other in a world filled mainly with mortals couldn’t be easy. She raised a hand and slid it behind his ear, then down his cheek. His skin felt cool to the touch, but not strange in any other way. Along his chin, she felt the coarseness of his stubble and smiled to herself. She loved this manly aspect, and she loved his words. He wanted them to be happy together. Her nervousness was slowly melting away. 

            Sloane leaned close to Caroline’s face. She felt his eyes lock on hers and she leaned forward a little as well. Their lips met in an open kiss, and he slipped his tongue over hers. At first, kissing Sloane was an odd sensation. Where their tongues met, his mouth felt warm, yet she still sensed an iciness. Perhaps it was his breath? It reminded Caroline of a few winters ago, when she burned her finger on a candle. Emily brought a bowl of snow for her to plunge her hand into. Only, that experience was painful, and this one was of pleasure. He ran his hand deep into her hair, tugging softly on her tresses as they pressed against each other. Slowly, she reclined into the bed, and Sloane followed her. He shifted so his body was on top of hers, and Caroline could feel the texture of his shirt on her breasts through her thin gown.

            As their mouths explored each other, Sloane let his hands roam from her hair down to her body. Timidly, Caroline slid her hands from his chest and up over his back. The muscles of his lean body were strong and sinewy. One of his hands found her breast, and he lightly pinched her nipple until it hardened into a pebble. Caroline let out a slow hum of arousal. Her weakness had always been a slightly rough touch on her breasts. Sloane must have taken this as a good sign, and slid his body down so his face was level to her chest. He nuzzled the nipple of her other breast with his lips until it rose to match the first one. Then, he returned to the first and sucked it, cloth and all, into his mouth. His fingers played along her thighs and then slipped under her chemise, tracing their way up to the breast his mouth wasn’t focusing on. The combination of his skin on her bare flesh, and his mouth and the wet silk of her nipple made her arch her back in desire.

            Sloane sat up on his knees and motioned for her to do the same. Caroline obeyed, and he pulled her nightgown over her head, leaving her completely naked. She could feel herself blush and cupped her hands over her soft, bare breasts.

            “Don’t,” he said, taking her hands in his and lowering them to her sides. “You’re beautiful. Lay back.”

            Caroline obeyed, and he leaned down and began kissing his way from her mouth, down her neck, to her breasts, and then south across her stomach. He moved himself in front of her knees, and placed a hand on each one.

            “Spread your legs.” He commanded her, albeit gently.

            Confused, she kept her legs together. Caroline knew it was imperative that she remain a virgin until after they were wed. Did Sloane mean to go against the Prophecy?

            Smiling, Sloane shook his head. “My lady, have faith in me.”

            Deciding to trust him –– after all, he would be her husband in just a few days –– Caroline opened her legs. Sloane lowered himself down between them and continued his kissing where he left off. Down the curve of her hip and then toward her cunny. She felt his hair tickle the insides of her thighs and she started to giggle, but right at that moment, his kisses landed on her there. His tongue traced from the top of her slit to where her secret hole lay. Her body tingled with the thrill of it. This was something she’d never done before, not even with Luke, for she felt it was too easy to get carried away.

            Switching up the pressure, he alternated between long slow licks and short, soft kisses on her pussy. Then, he slid his tongue upwards and focused on what Caroline called her rosebud. Occasionally, in the dark of night and in the privacy of her bed, she would touch herself there until her legs tingled and her cunny tightened. As he circled his tongue and fingers on her, Caroline felt the familiar rising in her lower stomach, a sign that she was going to cum soon. She tensed her legs around his head and turned into her pillow to avoid crying out loud.

            Sloane sat up as she did, and pulled her in for a deep kiss. “I must be going, my lady. I await tomorrow’s journey. I am looking forward to you seeing my homeland.”

            Caroline smiled against his face. “I am as well. Good night, Sloane.”

Thanks so much for visiting us today, Isabella.  I wish you many, many sales J

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