Love Beyond Sanity-An Erotic Paranormal Romance from Rebecca Royce

Today, I want to welcome Rebecca Royce to My Odd Little World. Rebecca has a new erotic paranormal romance out from Silver Publishing. For this tour, Rebecca is giving one lucky commenter a $50 Amazon gift card, and I will be giving one of my commenters a copy of Love Beyond Sanity. So be sure to leave your email address in your comment so I know where to send your book. As always, my winner will be chosen using RANDOM.ORG for fairness.


Before we get to the interview questions, here is a bit about Rebecca Royce.

As a teenager, Rebecca Royce would hide in her room to read her favorite romance novels when she was supposed to be doing her homework. She hopes, these days, that her parents think it was well worth it.

Rebecca is the mother of three adorable boys and is fortunate to be married to her best friend. They live in northern New Jersey and try not to freeze too badly during the winter months.

She's in love with science fiction, fantasy, and the paranormal and tries to use all of these elements in her writing. She's been told she's a little bloodthirsty so she hopes that when you read her work you'll enjoy the action packed ride that always ends in romance. Rebecca loves to write series because she loves to see characters develop over time and it always makes her happy to see her favorite characters make guest appearances in other books.

In Rebecca Royce's world anything is possible, anything can happen, and you should suspect that it will.

http://www.rebeccaroyce.com

http://www.rebeccaroyce.blogspot.com

The Writer

What is the best thing about being a writer? The worst?

The best thing about being a writer is getting to share my stories, that live in my head, with everyone else.  The worst part is that I can’t write all of the time. Real life interferes occasionally.  LOL

Do you bring your own life experiences to your writing? Your own personality? If so how?

Sometimes, I noticed, for example, that I had written a book where a character got a fever and she needed to be given fluids to bring it down. That went on in my house around the same time with one of my sons.  I didn’t consciously sit down and think I’m going to write about bringing down fevers. But, it found its way into my book and it wasn’t until after the fact that I realized I had done that. 

My own personality? I’m not sure. That’s harder for me to tell. I’m sure I’m in there a lot but I don’t know if I could pinpoint it exactly.

If you could share one major writing tip, to help other writers in their quest for publication, what would it be?

Write every day. If you want this to be your job, treat it like your job. Work every day.

Plotter or Pantser? Why?

Pantser. I’m not sure why. Once I plot out a book, my Muse feels done with it, and then I don’t feel like writing it.  But, I do carry a lot of the plot around in my head even if I don’t write it down ahead of time.

What’s your writing space like? What’s always within reach?

Coffee. Its always around.

 My writing space is basically me, the computer, and the plug.  I can write anywhere. 

Where can we find out more about you and your work?

www.rebeccaroyce.com

www.rebeccaroyce.blogspot.com

And finally, have you got a sneak peek excerpt from your current work in progress you can share with my readers and me?

Sure!

The smell of human overindulgence wafted through his nose, making him want to turn on his heel and go out the way he’d gone in.

Rex Kane observed the scene before him with a strange amount of detachment, considering he was currently seeing his mate for the very first time.  Two women—no, witches, he corrected—lay in strangely positioned forms frozen on the floor.  Twins, he would guess them to be.  Possibly even identical.  He sniffed the air.  Yep, they had matching scents.  They were the very rare, but absolutely possible oddity, of identical twins.  He would never be able to tell them apart, not by smell anyway. 

 The Person

 When you get a chance to read, what books do you love to read?

Romances.  I do love to read romance.

What bores you as a reader?

I’m not sure anything bores me as a reader. I was an English major in College so I’ve had the opportunity to read a lot of genres and styles. In general, I just love to read.

What is your favorite feature on a person?

Their eyes.

What do you think is romantic? What does the word Romance mean to you?

Spending time with my husband.  Going out, seeing friends, holding hands. Small things that end up meaning so much over the course of time. 

You’re having a dinner party, what five people would you invite?

What five people? Oh, that would be hard. I would have to have my friends and family there.  And that would be much more than five. Sorry! I can’t pick.

What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done to figure out a book?

I had to re-learn chemical equations. That was a big problem for me. I nearly pulled out my hair.

Random Questions

If you could create your own drink what would go in it and what would you call it?

Ooh, the Rebecca Royce.  LOL. Coconut, Rum, Diet Coke…I think there is already a drink like this.

You have been locked in a mall and told you can get anything you want and when they open in the morning you won’t have to pay a single cent. What stores would you hit? Better question how would you haul away all your loot?

I have a mini-van so I’m pretty sure that I could get all the stuff out. None of it would be clothes. Shoes, purses, electronics, books…

You’ve been given the honor of naming a planet, what would you name it?

JMB—after my Dad.

If you were in a rock band what would the name of your band be? What would your rocker name be?

Ha-Ha.  Okay. Rock Band—The Electrics.  And I’d probably still be Royce. But one word instead of two—just Royce. LOL

I want to give you a chance to talk about Love Beyond Sanity. Would you like to tell us a bit about the book? How did it come about?

Love Beyond Sanity is the second book in the Outsider series.  It is Charma and Jason’s story of falling in love and their role in the quest to save humanity.  How did it come about? I’m not sure. I have a very hard time pinpointing where my ideas come from. 

Thanks so much for having me!

Thanks for stopping by!

Eighteen years earlier, Charma lost her destined soul mate. Convinced he must be dead, she kept her fears to herself so as not to destroy the morale of the Outsiders who already live with a shaky prophecy as their only guide.

Dr. Jason Randall is a man used to getting what he wants. There has never been a problem he couldn't out think or a situation he wasn't capable of handling.

Now they are both hunted by not one but two demons as they lead the slowly forming group of Outsiders out of the darkness and back into the light. The two strong souls will have to decide if prophecy alone is enough reason to stay together through insane odds...or if love is their true fate.

Excerpt from Love Beyond Sanity

"Oh, Dr. Randall, you are so limited. The Fates, Destiny, the Gods chose you, however it is that you are comfortable describing it. Veli Destrand, before he died, used to call it 'the good side'. He was pretty accurate in that." She laughed. "Such a shame he's dead and you won't get to meet him until I send you to death. But in the mean time you're so exciting to play with."

He didn't see it coming. The electrical current struck his body with what he could only imagine was the force of an eighteen-wheeler. His entire being shook from the experience. His insides burned as if he were a mere piece of toast. Without surprise, he fell to the hard ground.

Breathe. It was nearly impossible to perform that basic function. Eventually, it would pass. He knew this because he'd been going through this experience at least once a day since he'd been stuck in his own mind's creation, but each time she electrocuted him, it seemed to get worse.

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No, she was not nuts. He was here. The nameless man—she'd never learned his name—who had been made for her, chosen for her in heaven was in this room.

And, she had felt him die. Felt it the night he hadn't come to their secret garden. It had been like someone had taken a sledge hammer and demolished half of her body and soul with one hit. She'd known he was dead.

Alone. That was how she'd felt. With other people's problems filling her days, nights, and dreams.

Until now.

Had he been this way since he'd disappeared when he was twelve? Charma's eyes roamed his body for signs. Impossible. He looked too healthy. Muscle tone defined his body. He didn't look like a man who had been endlessly asleep on a bed. His eyes fluttered as if he was in deep REM sleep.

She cleared her throat, afraid to wake him but wanting to at the same time. "Hello."

Nothing. Charma's cheeks warmed. Why had she assumed he'd respond to her? He was in a coma for goodness sake. She was going to have to do more than speak aloud to get his attention.

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Jason shook his head. This wasn't going to be easy. Maybe her arrival was a good thing. Maybe she was another piece of the puzzle he needed to solve his dilemma. "Self-loathing, the woman I've invented to come here and cause me tremendous pain as a way to punish myself for killing a man who assaulted me in the parking lot." Jason gestured around the hillside. "This whole thing is one giant guilt trip."

Standing up, her eyebrows pressed inward, and she held a confused look in her eyes. They seemed to be searching for something but he wasn't clear on what.

Finally, she spoke. "Listen to me very carefully. So much of what you just said makes no sense to me and we have zero time to sort it out. I'm not sure how to convince you that what I'm about to tell you is the absolute truth but it is. This is not some grand illusion. Not really."

"That's just what a falsehood that didn't want to be proven wrong would say."

 Once again, I want to thank Rebecca Royce for stopping in to visit with us. Be sure to leave a comment, with email address, to be entered for a chance at Rebecca's Amazon gift card prize, and for a copy of her book from me. Again my winners are chosen using RANDOM.ORG, the random number generator, for fairness.