Please
welcome Author Gianna Perada onto the Road to Hell. Gianna is the author of Blood
Life. A second book, Devendra, is in progress and slated
for release later this year.
Now,
it’s time to create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of
Gianna’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 Gianna Perada…
(click photo to be taken to Dark Mind Book Tours)
GRACEN: Tell me three things about yourself that we
cannot find on the internet or in your bio?
Gianna:
I’m a coffee snob, a food snob, and completely wild at heart.
GRACEN:
What hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?
Gianna:
Exercising, reading, cooking (vegan/vegetarian), learning new things, making
trouble, and speaking my mind (whether people like it or not).
GRACEN:
Do you have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before
beginning the writing process?
Gianna:
Nag champa incense! It puts me in that mystical mood. And good music like Conjure
One. I’m really addicted to them right
now. Perfect writing music. Perfect everything music, actually.
GRACEN:
If you were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?
Gianna:
With a silver goddess candle and some sage. Those were the first things to come
to mind. Not sure exactly what I’d do with them, but I’ll go with it. haha
GRACEN:
If you could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember,
what would it be?
Gianna:
I just saw this the other day and loved it: “I am a woman. I am not a princess.
I have emotions, opinions, a temper, a VERY loud voice, and one HELL of a right
hook.” ;-)
GRACEN:
What genre do you write and why that genre?
Gianna:
I write horror because I love it! I adore everything scary and paranormal and
edgy and gritty.
GRACEN:
For those who are not yet familiar with Gianna Perada, can you please give us
some details about the book and/or series?
Gianna:
My debut novel, Blood Life, is a vampire and witch story of love, fate,
redemption, chaos, and heartbreak. My vampires are predators. Humans are killed
to sustain them, but the main story centers around the relationships of the witches,
the vampires, and the combination of the two: The Combined.
GRACEN: Do you have any new stories in the works and
can you tell us a bit about it/them?
Gianna:
A second book is underway currently, and I hope to have it ready for release
around Halloween. It is actually a
prequel. When I finished writing Blood
Life, one of the characters demanded I tell her story, and I really had
to go backwards to do that. There is also a sequel planned for sometime
mid-2013.
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.
Gianna:
Daring. Impressionable. Intriguing. Something
that really made them think and got under their skin.
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.
Gianna:
I feel the fact that my vampires and witches combine to form a race sets it
apart from the rest. Also that I’m bringing them back around as the PREDATOR
and not just the alluring lovable immortal creature. I also wasn’t afraid to
let it get really dark at times, almost uncomfortable for some. I’m okay with that.
GRACEN:
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?
Gianna:
So far nothing! But plans for future books dictate that I will be going there
very soon. I’ll keep you posted for future tours so you can ask me this
question again. hehe
GRACEN:
Of all your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?
Gianna: By far, my favorite is my inner witch and most
demanding muse, Devendra. She is such a
huge part of me and has been since I can remember. She has so many layers and has been with me
through so many things that she’s become sort of a best friend of all the
characters.
GRACEN:
If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life,
who would it be and why?
Gianna:
Devendra. Same reasons as above. She’s the bomb. Really.
GRACEN:
Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance
and why?
Gianna:
Lorien. She’s a bitch and a hater. One of the types of girls you want to
strangle for every reason in the book. Yeah,
that’s her. You’ll get to know her much
better in the third book, but you do get a taste of her in Blood Life.
GRACEN: If you were interviewing yourself, what is
the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that
question?
Gianna:
Name five things that have the ability to cheer you up when you’re feeling the
weight of the world on your shoulders.
1) Horseback riding bareback
through the woods
2) Scary movies with good
company that gets just as excited watching them as I do
3) Begin swept off my feet
for no reason at all by a man of my dreams
4) A long string of good
luck without bad sneaking in and effing everything up
5) Writing to my heart’s
content without worry… forever
GRACEN: Thanks so much for joining us, Gianna! It’s been a treat getting to know you
better!
BLURB:
Blood Life is a vampire/witch thriller
full of blood, magic, love, violence, and sex. The witches and vampires of the
fictional world of the Spectrum have united and created a race of half-breeds
called the Combined. These are very powerful entities, but their race has been
threatened by a rogue vampire with very old, powerful blood named Lokee, son of
the Great Witch, Devendra. This story is about letting Fate play out, but in
all its turmoil, trying to save one woman who will be the key to saving the
Combined.
EXCERPT:
First
time every posted online—hot sex scene between Roman and Alexandria (who was a
virgin):
The cottage doors
squeaked open as though fighting not to fall off their hinges. Floorboards
bowed in response to each of Roman’s steps as he carried Alexandria over to his
cot. He delicately laid her beneath him, careful not to crush her. She closed
her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his weight pinning her down to the
mattress.
Gently, Roman moved
his hands down between her legs, rubbing and cupping her privates with his
palm. She moaned as excitement crept over her. He pressed himself between her
tense legs, lightly pushing at her thigh with his erection. Her garments
trembled, waiting to slip off.
Concentrating on the
passion of each button undone, Roman shed the first layer: her ruffled blouse.
Alexandria opened her eyes, looking up into Roman’s flushed face. Hesitantly,
unsure of what to do, she assisted him. Slowly relinquishing each chaste,
protected layer, they breathed chants into each other’s ears.
Roman cradled her
against his chest as he separated her. She writhed, yowling as her hymen burst,
trickling blood down her inner thighs. Roman, keeping a slow, ginger probing,
wiped the wet hair from her clammy face. He whispered reassurances, removing himself
from her warmth to ease the pain.
He moved down to where
her hands clutched herself and gently lifted them free. Her soft down, matted
with blood and her own juices, was swollen red and angry. He blew on her, then
licked softly at the throbbing flesh. She groaned as confusing sensations
flooded over her from tingling to aches. She reached down to his hair, pulling
and forcing his mouth over her.
He slid his tongue
inside of her. The sweetness of her juice mixed with the coppery taste of blood
sent him into oblivion. Lust blossomed into mania; he wanted to tear her open
whatever the cost. He needed her warmth. She rocked her hips spastically, a
little embarrassed by her pleasure.
Roman looked up into
her face, sweat-drenched and flushed, then crept on top of her again. She
reached down and led him back inside of her like an expert, feeling the bulk of
pain subside and pleasure wiggle its way in. Her limbs tensed as he kept a
steady rock, bringing his sex in and out of her. An orgasm rushed through her. She
moaned with pleasure, biting him on the shoulder.
He felt himself
building; the moment was nearing where he would release his semen into her
womb, praying not to create a baby, but to fill her with his essence. She
groped his back, rocking with him, legs wrapped firmly, intertwining with his.
She felt another orgasm surfacing, stronger than the last. Her moans grew
louder, full of more madness. Roman reached his climax, exploding into her.
For Alexandria, the
night spent together symbolized not only her permanent loss of virginity or
virtue, but also a division from all that she had ever known: her Royal
upbringing.
Undisturbed by losing
something that never meant anything to her, she vowed herself to Roman.
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