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The Road to Hell series welcomes author DRAVEN ST. JAMES

Please welcome Author Draven St. James onto the Road to Hell. Draven St. James is the author of Grey’s Hidden Fire.

Now, it’s time to create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of Draven St. James’s wicked secrets while on the Road to Hell. LOL  Yeah, you wish! ;-D 

Grab your favorite drink, sink your teeth into something decadent, sit back, relax and enjoy getting to know Draven St. James…

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GRACEN:  Tell me three things about yourself that we cannot find on the internet or in your bio?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES:  Wow, so you want me to know what lies behind the public façade, huh?  Well, the first night I went out when I turned twenty-one I attended a fetish ball. That was definitely an eye opener!  I’d do just about anything for a slice of cheesecake dripping with cherry sauce.  I suppose, lastly, a good eighteen year scotch goes a long way toward soothing the nerves of a bad day.

GRACEN: What hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES:  There are times when I’m not writing?  Oh, in those rare moments I’m generally researching or spending time with my family and friends. I think a huge part of the joy of writing is having a fantastic excuse to go do crazy things in the name of studying a certain topic for my books.

GRACEN: Do you have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before beginning the writing process?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: First and formost I must have my coffee in the morning.  Without my coffee my characters just cannot get it up.  That is primarily my only writing quirk.

GRACEN: If you were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I’d send all the kids to Disney land and slip a powerful aphrodisiac to the adults so that while they were all getting their sexy on I could become the ruler of the world. J

GRACEN: If you could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember, what would it be?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES:  Never be afraid to write what you love.

GRACEN:  What genre do you write and why that genre?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: Grey’s Hidden Fire is M/M contemporary.  I write in that genre because I love the fact that men have both powerful external and internal emotional responses. There resides so much action and passion without filters. It is rough and raw without apology.

GRACEN: For those who are not yet familiar with DRAVEN ST. JAMES, can you please give us some details about the book and/or series? 

DRAVEN ST. JAMES:  Grey’s Hidden Fire will be part of a series on firefighters who deal with the prejudice of finding love and being gay in their profession.   I plan to branch off into related fields but I’m going to let my characters develop with each book and lead me there.

GRACEN:  Do you have any new stories in the works and can you tell us a bit about it/them?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I have a m/m paranormal book in the works. I also have a sequel to Grey’s Hidden Fire working its way through my mind and onto the screen.

GRACEN: If you could describe your writing with one word or brief phrase, what would it be? Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you want readers to take with them when they’ve finished reading your story.

DRAVEN ST. JAMES:  Unbound.

GRACEN: What, in your opinion, makes your story unique and what makes it stand out from other stories in your genre? Think of this as a pitch to convince readers to pick up your books.

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I think my story has a unique twist in that it is about one man discovering is sexuality late in life with the introduction of one particular man into his life. 

GRACEN: What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I dressed in dom gear and went to fetish night to try to get an idea of what those interactions were really like off of the page.

GRACEN: Of all your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I’m going to take the easy answer here because I love all my characters. I couldn’t write them if I didn’t. Now, I am looking forward to developing some of them maybe a little more.  Outside of Grey and Mica,  I am having a great time developing Simon’s story. He’s just a fun quirky character and to put depth and deminsion within his personality has been exciting. I love molding characters because when their personality are complete the story almost folds around them.

GRACEN: If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would it be and why?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: I think I’d like to meet Mica. He just has those qualities of being both serious but with a wicked sense of humor. I believe he’s one of those people you could get into a lot of fun trouble with. 

GRACEN: Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: Oh, I would never want to meet the villains, but to name them would kind of give away the story.  So you’ll just have to read the book to understand why!  J

GRACEN:  If you were interviewing yourself, what is the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that question?

DRAVEN ST. JAMES: Why do I write?

I write because my mind is constantly buzzing with worlds and people who are shouting their stories. I think that some people get bored in life and need an escape from the humdrum of it all. I have always wanted to provide that for others. I have a degree in psychology, so I suppose it is just in my nature to want to lift peoples’ spirits and help them find their bliss.

GRACEN:  Thanks so much for joining us, DRAVEN ST. JAMES!  It’s been a treat getting to know you better! 

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BLURB:

Grey's entire life is wrapped around his job as a firefighter. It is all he has ever wanted. That is until his new coworker Mica Cruz saunters through the door with his smoldering dark looks and dimpled grin. Suddenly he finds himself wanting to get to know what Mica looks like out of his gear and between the sheets.

Mica has one rule…keep his work life and his personal life separate. It was easy enough to follow until he meets Grey and finds that his rule can't stand up to the fire that Grey ignites. There's one big thing standing in the way of all of his lust filled musings. Grey is straight.

In a profession where being gay is often kept quiet Grey must come to terms with his growing attraction to Mica. How much is he willing to sacrifice? Can they come together before someone's hatred threatens to destroy them both?

EXCERPT:

Mica walked into the dark room that contained two bunk beds. Grey’s huddled form made a silhouette against the darkness on one of the lower bunks, and Mica stretched out on the other. Grey’s shifting sent the sounds of a creaky mattress across the small space.

“Are you gay?” Grey’s words shattered the silence with their quiet intensity.

Mica felt like all the air had been sucked from the room. No one had ever out-and-out asked him if he was gay. He was fairly certain it was because he didn’t look like the stereotypical gay man. He also didn’t act like what his coworkers had always described as a gay man. He wasn’t effeminate. They were never cruel, but there was a level of mocking when they spoke about the topic. The reaction to the answer to this one question could screw his whole world up, but he didn’t feel like he could lie to Grey.

“Yes,” he responded in a low voice. He held his breath and waited for some kind of verbal or physical explosive response. There was nothing, just the soft sound of Grey’s breath.

“Was I any good?” Grey asked.

Mica sat up and stared into the darkness, his mouth hanging open. “What?” he asked in a loud whisper.

“In your fantasy, I must have been pretty good, right?” There was humor in the other man’s voice. Humor, but not ridicule.

“Yeah, you were pretty good,” Mica conceded. He lay back on his bed and laughed softly. “You were really good.”

“Is that what you are? Dominant?”

“What do you mean?”

“I…” Grey hesitated. “Are you a top?”

Mica snickered and smiled broadly at Grey for having the courage to ask that kind of question. “Yes and no.”

Grey chuckled. “How does that work?”

“I wouldn’t mind bottoming for the right guy,” Mica confessed. He had never said that to anyone. He had actually never bottomed, but if given a chance with Grey…he’d be tempted.

“Oh…” Grey murmured.

Mica glared hard into the darkness. He wished he could look into Grey’s eyes, see what was in Grey’s mind. It was damn difficult to judge what a man was thinking simply by the tone of his voice. Grey didn’t seem to have much of a problem with Mica’s being gay. If anything, he sounded intrigued.

“I take it you’re straight?” Mica asked.

The weight of the silence was heavy. Had Grey gone to sleep that quickly? Mica wanted to get up and turn on the light, but he didn’t think Grey would appreciate it. It would feel too much like a spotlight during an interrogation.

“Yes,” Grey admitted. Although the brief moment of hesitation was curious.

“Thank you, then, for not freaking out about earlier,” Mica said into the void. His face heated at the words. He wanted to add to that, but he didn’t know what to say. Apologizing for using someone to get off was a new thing to him. In his early days of coming out he’d had his one-night stands with no apology. Somehow this entire situation held a higher level of intimacy. Maybe it was the sharing of secret thoughts in the dark.

Grey shuffled. “Mica?”

“Yeah?”

“What was I doing?”

Mica’s eyes widened. He couldn’t have heard that right, or he’d processed it incorrectly. “Huh?”

“I mean, what was your… What was the whole fantasy?”

Mica had to sit up to hear the whispered words. “In the shower?”

“Yeah.” Grey sighed. “I mean, I know I was…I mean…in the end…sucking…”

Mica could practically feel the heat of the other man blushing across the room.

“Are you seriously asking for the setting of my jack-off session?” Mica chuckled.

“Well, when you say it like that…” Grey’s voice filled with discomfort. “I guess it was an odd question. Never mind.”

Grey sounded mortified. Mica didn’t know what drove Grey to ask the question, but Mica wanted to share the fantasy with him. After all, Grey had asked. No one could fault him for handing over information that had been requested.

Mica lay back and closed his eyes. “You came into the locker room as I was taking off my T-shirt. You wanted to know if I needed any help cleaning up, or if I had any pain from the fire.”

He paused to see if Grey would stop him. If Grey had changed his mind about wanting to know Mica’s hot fantasy. A fantasy where Grey was the star. He heard nothing but Grey’s breathing. “Are you with me?”

“Yes.”

If Mica hadn’t been listening so closely, he wouldn’t have heard the response.

“Okay, so I told you my shoulder was really hurting from when I pushed against the door frame to make it outside. You came up behind me and ran your fingers over my shoulders, massaging. I could detect the faintest touch on my neck, where it felt like you’d kissed me. My cock twitched, and I barely managed to keep from groaning. You felt my body tense, so you pulled away and turned me around. You asked if I was okay, if I needed any other help.” His voice became hoarse with arousal.

“That’s when you looked down and saw my cock, rock hard against my briefs. You reached down to lightly stroke it through the fabric and asked if I required help taking care of any other special needs.”

Grey chuckled softly and said, “Sounds like a line from a porn video.”

“Well, it is a fantasy. Give me a break.” Mica laughed. “Anyway, of course I was shocked by your offer, but so fucking hard because your hand was stroking my dick that I nodded. You pushed my briefs down and wrapped your fingers around my cock. Your hand felt amazing. It was so warm and rough. I rocked my hips into it.” His cock leaked. The arousal was ten times what it had been in the shower. Describing the fantasy for Grey was hotter than he could have imagined.

“And?” Grey asked, his voice ragged.

Mica propped himself up on his elbow. Was it his imagination, or did Grey sound turned on?

“Then you swiped your finger over the head of my dick, getting a drop of precum. You brought it to your lips and sucked it off. You told me it tasted sweet and salty and that you wanted more.”

Grey’s breath came faster from across the room. Holy shit. Just the thought of Grey getting hot from the fantasy was enough to make Mica’s cock throb.

“Then what?” Grey whispered.

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The Road to Hell series welcomes author Pyxi Rose

Please welcome Author Pyxi Rose onto the Road to Hell. Pyxi Rose is the author of The Ninth Taghairm: Redemption.

Now, it’s time to create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of Pyxi Rose’s wicked secrets while on the Road to Hell. LOL  Yeah, you wish! ;-D 

Grab your favorite drink, sink your teeth into something decadent, sit back, relax and enjoy getting to know Pyxi Rose…

~~~

GRACEN:  Tell me three things about yourself that we cannot find on the internet or in your bio?

PYXI ROSE: I am addicted to spicy chocolate especially from this little chocolate store called Chocolate Fetish in Asheville, NC. My favorite sound in the world is the deep hum of a cello. And I have Pendulaphobia, the fear of swinging things. Weird, right? But in all seriousness, they trigger some intense panic attacks.

GRACEN: I have to admit, I’ve never heard of Pendulaphobia, but hey I have a muse that dominates me, so maybe we’re both a little weird. ;-) What hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?

PYXI ROSE: For me, reading is normally what I am doing when I am not writing. I also enjoy a good run and I do enjoy reviewing other Indie authors.

GRACEN: Do you have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before beginning the writing process?

PYXI ROSE: Okay, don’t laugh. Promise? Okay. I write everything and do mean everything in longhand before typing it up. It is a habit I haven’t been able to break and I like to think it’s better this way. I catch all the little things my mind overlooks when I am caught up in the moment of writing.

GRACEN: Wow! I’d never get a book written if I did the longhand stuff. I’m impressed you manage. When I do this, my brain thinks faster than I can write and I forget stuff. If you were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?

PYXI ROSE: *Mwhahaha* I’ll never tell. ;)

GRACEN: If you could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember, what would it be?

PYXI ROSE: Make no apologies. In the end, only you are responsible for your acts.

GRACEN: Good advice! What genre do you write and why that genre?

PYXI ROSE: I write Dark Paranormal Romance/New Adult. The reasoning behind that genre is anything can happen. The possibilities are endless when dealing with the paranormal and there is something truly liberating in that.   

GRACEN: I agree! The paranormal genre is only limited by your imagination. For those who are not yet familiar with Pyxi Rose, can you please give us some details about the book and/or series?

PYXI ROSE: Certainly! Redemption is the first book of nine about Scottish Oracles called Taghairms. With Redemption, we start with the last of the line of sisters and she is different from the others. For a crime of retribution, she is cursed to have the soul of an immortal but to live and die as a mortal only to be reincarnated and do it all again. With each lifetime more horrific than the last, she remembers every detail and she suffers it waiting for her deity to grant her forgiveness. Secrets are revealed and lovers met and in the end, not all are left standing.

There are nine Taghairms, sisters bound by blood and breath, and each will get a book. It is a very dark paranormal romance, light on the romance and heavy on the violence. It isn’t for everyone. J

GRACEN: Oooo…I love the concept. Very intriguing! Do you have any new stories in the works and can you tell us a bit about it/them?

PYXI ROSE: I am in the process of the first draft of Book Two of the Taghairm Chronicles and I am working on a standalone PNR about the reversal of roles of angels and demons. That one I started as an exercise to force myself to write every day, but now it is this amazing story of loss and healing when everything is falling apart around you. I can’t wait to share that one with the world!

GRACEN: If you could describe your writing with one word or brief phrase, what would it be? Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you want readers to take with them when they’ve finished reading your story.

PYXI ROSE: ‘Without darkness, there would be no light.’ My writing is extremely dark and it touches on the evils of human nature, but there is redemption for even the darkest of hearts.

GRACEN: What, in your opinion, makes your story unique and what makes it stand out from other stories in your genre? Think of this as a pitch to convince readers to pick up your books.

PYXI ROSE: For one, my supernatural element is based on Scottish folklore and while that isn’t really unique, the Taghairms are a supernatural being that hasn’t been done before. Secondly, my characters are believable. They are flawed and they make grave mistakes along the way, but even in the most wicked of them, there is good in all of them. For me, that is what makes it stand out. My anti-heroine, Talula is a strong leading lady and she isn’t out to be rescued. I like that. Too many women in fiction are shown in a weak light. I think we need to change that.

GRACEN: I love a strong heroine. A weak one turns me off! What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?

PYXI ROSE: *snort* What a question! Honestly, nothing too weird. I actually have met a few good friends in my search for a translator for my Scots Gaelic. You think I can write off a trip to Scotland in the name of research?

GRACEN: Hmm…I think it’d be fun to try. Of all your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?

PYXI ROSE: Right now? Has to be Faolchú from the next book in my series, The Eighth Taghairm: Affliction. He is this Scottish surly werewolf that is all kinds of attitude and snark. I think I might be in love. Very fun to write from an egotistical male’s POV. J

GRACEN: Egotistical males with god complexes are soooo much fun to write! If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would it be and why?

PYXI ROSE: Gadin Wilde, my southern vampire. His character is actually based on someone I cared dearly about and someone I still miss very much. J

GRACEN: What a nice way to honor that person. Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?

PYXI ROSE: Frige. Hands down…no contest. She is a wicked bitch and a powerful one at that. Yeah, definitely wouldn’t want to meet up with her in a dark alley. No way. LOL

GRACEN:  If you were interviewing yourself, what is the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that question?

PYXI ROSE: Favorite and most influential book/writer for me of all time?

Wuthering Heights is probably one of the most read books in my library. The darkness in Bronte’s work has bled through to my own words. Wuthering Heights is one of those books that sticks with you. It’s the brutally honest and raw side of human nature and while it is darkness, there is beauty in that. I go through a paperback copy a year, not because I am violent with my books, but because I take it everywhere and my purse isn’t that easy on the books. LOL My last paperback copy is held together with a rubber band. This past Christmas, a dear friend of mine surprised me with the most beautiful hardback copy of it. This one will not go into the purse of death. J Thank you so much for having me! I am a big fan of yours and I am still kind of fangirling here. J

GRACEN: Sad to say, I’ve never read it, but I know it’s a classic. Aww…thanks for the compliment, but no need to fangirl for me. I’m just like you, Pyxi, a southern girl with a dream to write amazing stores.

Thanks so much for joining us, Pyxi Rose!  It’s been a treat getting to know you better! 

Bio:

Pyxi Rose is a single mom, writer, and lover of all things literary. She lives in the PA Mountains but her heart and soul will always be in North Carolina. She also enjoys reviewing books for other indie authors in her spare time. When she is not doing that, she is chasing after her wonderfully weird little boy, Wander Stone. Her debut novel, Redemption, will be the first book of nine in a darker paranormal series about Scottish Oracles. You can find more about her work on her blog at http://thetaghairmchronicles.blogspot.com.

Blurb:

The Ninth Taghairm: Redemption

Book One of the Taghairm Chronicles

There are far worse fates than death, but that is a truth Gadin Wilde knows all too well. He had to come to terms with his immortality from a sire that relished in the kill. He had eventually grown to accept the fact he was one of the damned; a vampire, an irredeemable beast driven by blood and blood alone. That was until he met the very complicated and alluring Talula Delphina and was shown another way of existing. In a blink of an eye, his whole world changed.

Cursed with a fate worse than death, Talula is destined to watch the world die. Punished with the cruelest form of immortality, she knows all about the devastation of death and the agonizing pain of rebirth. For almost thirteen hundred years, she has relived its vicious cycle time and time again. For a crime of retribution, her soul bares the mark of immortality, but suffers it in a mortal shell.

So when the dark and sensual, Gadin began hunting her, she welcomed the prospect of being his prey. After all, there are far worse ways to die. But nothing could have prepared her for the fire he lit within her.

And as their passions grow more intense, powerful forces fight to keep them apart. Will their love be enough to overcome their fated paths? Or will the secret crime Talula committed centuries ago, be so damning that Gadin won't be able to forgive her?

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Excerpt (Talula’s POV)

He sighed and started to pace. I watched him intently, this beautiful, amazing creature in my living room. He awakened things in me that I thought I wasn’t allowed to feel with my cursed soul. A vicious yearning rumbled deep in my chest as I watched him wear a path in my hardwood floors. And suddenly he stopped to face me, eyes aglow, as a smile lit his flawless face.

“Yes?” I asked amused at how impossible this all was. The yearning, the unmistakable burn I haven’t felt since Aeron. And that need was growing stronger by the minute as I held his gaze. I quickly turned away, afraid my face would give me away instantly. Looking down at my arms, I could see my blush slowly spread over my whole body. 

“How did you do it?” He asked, fangs growing slightly in anticipation. Confusion washed over me, tapering the lust back slightly.

“Do what?” I asked, downing my wine and setting the empty glass on the bar.

“Kill this monster . . .” His voice quiet; his dark eyes now focused on me. My face had to be the color of my wine by now. I was dizzy suddenly not understanding why he would want that knowledge.

“Does it really matter? I killed him in a matter in which he deserved,” I answered shrugging, but I could see my answer wasn’t what he was after.

Pouring the last of the wine in my glass, I made my way back to the couch. We sat in silence as he gathered his thoughts. My thoughts were only of him though. Finally he broke the silence.

“I ask you because if I could find some common sin between us, then maybe I could finally . . .” His voice trailed off, as he knelt at my feet. I now understood why he needed to know my darkness.

“Feel less of a monster?” I finished for him as tears pooled in his eyes. I gently wiped them away.

“Gadin, all souls sin. Without those mistakes life would be unbearably boring, huh?” I smiled lovingly and he returned the gesture. And suddenly his lips were on mine. The passion I felt earlier returned and spread like a wild fire all over my body. Gasping between kisses, we tumbled to the floor in a tangled mess. Pushing and pulling together clumsily, desperate to get closer to one another. He scooped me up to move to the couch but in the process of his eagerness, he knocked my wine glass to the floor. The sudden sound of glass breaking brought us both back to earth. We stared at the shattered glass as if we were seeing it for the first time.

“This is wrong, Talula,” He whispered as he pulled away from me. 

My heart was pounding, still running on that delicious wave of warmth.

“Gadin, this is so far from wrong,” I begged, my voice shaky. The tears were already filling my eyes in mourning of our broken embrace. This can’t be the end of that wonderful sensation of heat. The one sense this body lacked. This can’t be the end of something that hadn’t even had a chance to begin. I looked over to see his beautiful face mirroring my conflicting emotions. I knew the want was still there but he had reined it in. I sighed loudly in exasperated disappointment.

“I haven’t felt anything like this in a very long time. I didn’t think I was capable of it in this body. But when you touch me . . . it’s like a jolt of electricity shocking me awake from a long slumber. It’s like someone has lit a match underneath my skin, all heat and absolutely no pain. I can’t explain it, but all I know is that I want it. No, I need it, Gadin,” I pleaded with him, desperate to drown in this overwhelming sensory overload. He sat there on the other end of the couch silently. Maybe I imagined the need in his eyes; maybe I just wished it so. I sighed suddenly feeling drained and wounded. I got up and started to clean the broken mess on the floor, tears blurring my vision.

“I’m sorr-Shit!” I had started but sliced my hand wide open on the broken glass, blood pooling in the mix of spilt wine and pieces of glass. Everything stilled as Gadin caught my scent and a low growl escaped from his lips. Any self-control he had exhibited before was now gone. I got my wish. I was now the prey.

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