Day 14: Celebrate Amore with Taryn Kincaid

Taryn Kincaid

Cate: Woot! Taryn Kincaid is here to wrap up the Celebrate Amore event. Taryn, please tell us a little bit about yourself.

Taryn: Want to see my new bio? Here ya go! 

Taryn Kincaid lives in scenic Serendipity-By-the-Sea. (Go ahead. Try to find it on a map. If you do, Taryn will send you a smooch. Also a Nutter Butter.)  She is an Olympic caliber athlete in egg rolling contests and spends a great deal of her time petitioning the U.S.O.C. to introduce fantail shrimp competition. When she's not bungee jumping off the Palisades or parasailing up and down the Hudson River, she devotes her time to caring for her aging pet walrus,  arranging her voodoo doll-pin collection and practicing rhythmic chants.  At this moment, she is busy picking up loose wholewheat spaghetti sticks that spilled out of the cupboard and onto her kitchen floor. Wait. Is that something…sparkly?

Taryn  hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her trillions of fans and pops in at Goodreads from time to time. You can catch her on her website, http://tarynkincaid.com, and her blog, http://dreamvoyagers.blogspot.com where she lives for comments! She implores you to buy her books so she can retire.

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Cate: lol, love it. What do you love most about Valentine’s Day?

Taryn:  The desperation.

Cate: Do you have a favorite Valentine’s Day memory?

Taryn: The urgency.

Cate: Do you have any romantic Valentine’s Day traditions?

Taryn:  The sizzle. (From whatever source.) (Although there is a great deal to be said for the Tall, Dark & Demon. Like Max. Oh. Max. Swoon.)

Cate: Nothing like some Valentine's Day sizzle! Tell us about your latest release, and where readers can find it online.

Taryn: So happy you asked!

It’s FROST, and it will make your heart go thumpity-thump-pitty-pat for Valentine’s Day. (And it will also scorch its cockles.)

Cate: Care to share a blurb or excerpt?

Taryn: It just so happens, I have both. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

BLURB:

Dagney Night, a sought-after succubus, is no stranger to blazing hot sex. But as Valentine’s Day approaches, she longs for something more. When oddly erotic paintings arrive for display at her art gallery, arousing everyone who views them, she wonders about the mysterious artist who created the works.

Maxwell Raines, a fire-sex demon, lives a life of solitude and seclusion behind the walls of his compound at Sleepy Hollow, channeling his lustful impulses into his art—until his muse deserts him and his temperature rises past the danger point. He needs sex. Now.

When Madame Evangeline arranges a torrid Valentine’s 1Night Stand for them, will the flames of their encounter be too hot to handle?

EXCERPT:

Dagney followed her sister’s glance, and her heart flipped like a gymnast unable to nail a vault. Darkness swathed the gallery with the exception of the lights above or below each of the paintings. The large man emerging from the shadows held her rapt. Waves of pure, unadulterated lust smacked her with such force she didn’t even see Lily and Campbell leave. The blast of raw desire crumpled her to the floor. Her gaze remained riveted on the tall hunk of ferocious male stalking toward her, radiating undiluted carnality. He set something carefully on the floor and grasped her by the elbows, his touch surprisingly gentle when he lifted her to her feet.

“I’m Maxwell Raines.”

Yeah. No kidding. Who else could a guy so hot, so studly, possibly be?

She told herself not to swoon. Ordered herself not to swoon. But, Goddess, that rumbling voice. More potent than a train barreling over the tracks. And he smelled so good. Sinfully masculine. A bit of musk, a bite of pine, an essence of dark, smoky nights. Sexy scents. Reminiscent of tangled satin sheets that had been given a good work-out.

Her legs turned to rubber, and she doubted they’d support her on their own. She’d be mortified if he’d have to scrape her puddled body up again. But he hadn’t yet relaxed his grip. Could she bullshit her way through the meeting without collapsing? “You’re late,” she said.

“I’m never late.”

“Well, the party’s over, Mr. Raines.” She waved a hand around the empty room.

“Depends on your perspective.”

“You’re big on perspective, are you?”

“I’m a painter.” A brief shrug accompanied his blunt words. “Obvious connection.”

“Right. But as you can see, everyone’s left.”

“You haven’t.” He gazed down at her, a black brow flaring. “And you’re what I’m here for.”

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Cate: Can't wait to read this one. What inspired you to write about the theme?

Taryn:  During the edits on LIGHTNING, my 1^st book in the Sleepy Hollow series, my editor, Valerie Mann, commented that the hero could not paint burning lust with his tongue on the heroine’s, um, thigh, or something like that, during a torrid love scene.  So that got me thinking…what if he could?  And Max was born!

Cate: Anything else you’d like to share?

Taryn:  Yep!  My next scorcher, BLIZZARD, a very short, very hot release for Decadent Publishing’s The Edge series erotica, is tentatively scheduled for release on February 22, 2013. This one’s not a paranormal. It’s a contemporary. But lots of fun. Very HOT but very sweet. With a great HEA!

Cate: You lucky readers - Taryn has goodies for you!
Taryn:  If you will be my Valentine, I will be yours!  Leave a comment with your email and I’ll send you some Valentine’s and book swag goodies.

Cate: Thanks for joining the party, Taryn! Happy Valentine’s Day to all.

Today's the final day for Celebrate Amore! I hope you enjoyed all the guests - I know I did.

Tomorrow, I have another special guest who'll be Spilling the Beans. :) Stay tuned.