Aug 20

{eBook Tour} Interview with Danica Avet, Author of PRIMAL SONG + Excerpt!

Title: Primal Song
Author: Danica Avet 
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave 
Series: Cajun Heat, #1
Genre: Paranormal, Shifter, Romance
Length:  139 pages
Source: BTS
Buy: Ellora’s Cave | Amazon | B&N | ARe

Deputy Daisy Picou is not impressed when Ram Reinhardt prowls into town all rock star swagger and big cat ego. She’s been burned by a lion before and has no intention of playing the fool twice. But with one scorching glance the mating frenzy ignites and passion trumps reason. An intense first encounter levels Daisy’s reservations—and most of her living room. And she’s not so sure she minds.

Ram Reinhardt has burned through and brushed aside just about every adrenaline-inducing thrill life’s thrown at him. But Daisy sets the gold standard for a premium rush. Her combative personality should turn him off, but every time they fight they end up in bed, or on the floor, or against a wall—and the sex is always more combustible than the time before. He’s not about to give that up. Ever.

Please welcome Paranormal and Contemporary Romance Author Danica Avet to the House Millar!
Where were you born and where do you call home?

I was born and raised in south Louisiana and I still live there today. I couldn’t imagine moving away despite the heat, the mosquitoes, and the hurricanes. I love south Louisiana.

What or who inspired you to write? And how long have you been writing?

I remember reading Kresley Cole’s Immortals After Dark series. I believe it was the second book and I thought to myself, “I want to do this.” I’ve been writing ever since. That was roughly around 2007.

Which character speaks the loudest, to you? Do any of them clamour to be heard over the others?

All of my characters want a piece of the action. Unfortunately for me, they tend to do it when I’m in the middle of writing someone else’s book. Hello, schizophrenia! When I wrote Primal Song, the heroine, Daisy spoke the loudest. She’s something else, I tell ya.

Do you have plans for a new book? Is this book part of a series?

The second book in the Cajun Heat series, Primal Design, has been accepted and I’m working on the third. Each book will take place in a tiny (fictional) town called Maison Rouge. Oh, the characters clamoring for their stories to be told!

Is there an Author that you would really like to meet?

J.R. Ward. Kresley Cole would have been first on my list, but I got to meet her at a conference a couple of years ago. Such a nice, lovely lady!

What books have most influenced your writing most and why?

Obviously, the Immortals After Dark series by Kresley Cole as well as J.R. Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood series and Shelly Laurenston’s Pride books. The list could go on and on. I think they each write wonderful stories filled with action and great plot, but mostly I enjoy the humor lurking in their books.

Do you prefer ebooks, paperbacks or hardcover?

I used to be a paperback only kind of girl. I never thought I’d be able to give up the smell of books, but then I got a Kindle and I haven’t looked back. It’s just so much more convenient (and dangerous) to order them directly from my reader, not to mention ebooks take up a lot less space!

What do you do to unwind and relax?

I read. A lot. And listen to music. At the same time. When I can’t do either of those, I’ll play a few games of Angry Birds, or Jigsaw puzzles. They actually help me brainstorm when I hit writer’s blocks.

What book are you currently reading and in what format (ebook/ paperback/ hardcover)?

I really don’t know since I read nearly a book a day. I’m frothing at the mouth to read L
aurann Dohner’s Obsidian. I love her New Species series. That’ll be in ebook, by the way. I adore being able to prepay for a book and having it available the minute I wake up on release day. (It’s the little things in life that make me happy.)

What are your pet peeves?

Are you sure you want to know? LOL I hate it when people open a door to talk to someone outside instead of just going outside. Mostly it’s the heat thing. Open doors suck all the cool air out of a house which means the air conditioner has to work harder to replace it. It drives me insane and I’ve found myself telling people to “close the door!” *wince*

Cats or dogs?

I have both. I have a 15 year old cat my family is convinced is the spawn of Satan, a 3 year old cat who thinks the bathroom is the perfect place to play, and a 10 year old dog who doesn’t think she’s a dog and freaks out when she sees one. They have issues, what can I say?

White wine or red?

Hm, red. There are very few white wines that I’ve actually liked.

Coffee or tea?

Coffee.

Favourite food?

Beef and broccoli

Vanilla or chocolate ice cream?

Weirdly enough, vanilla. I can always add chocolate syrup 😉

What are 4 things you never leave home without?

My cell phone, my MP3 player, my external harddrive, and my sunglasses.

Laptop or desktop for writing?

Desktop.

If you were deserted on an island, who are 3 famous people you would want with you?

Umm, Joe Manganiello (for obvious reasons), Bear Grylls (someone has to help me survive), and Will Ferrel (for comedic relief).

One of your favourite quotes –

I once had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: no good in a bed, but fine up against a wall. Eleanor Roosevelt

List 3 of your all time favourite books?

  • Dark Desires After Dusk by Kresley Cole
  • Beast Behaving Badly by Shelly Laurenston
  • Lover Awakened by J.R. Ward

List 3 of your all time favourite movies?

  • Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
  • Kelly’s Heroes
  • Rocky Horror Picture Show

An actor you have a crush on –

There are a lot of them…Gerard Butler and Joe Manganiello are in the top two spots though.

What is a movie or TV show that you watched recently and really enjoyed?

Magic Mike. What’s not to like?? 😉

Something banged on the front porch of the house, rousing her from her self-pity. It wasn’t a stealthy sound, but more like someone was trying to figure out how to get inside and didn’t care if anyone heard them.

Daisy pulled her service pistol out of the belt she’d left coiled on her nightstand. Some women kept lotions and sleeping masks or even books on their nightstands. Daisy left her gun and enough ammo to start a small war.

She climbed out of bed and toyed with the idea of getting dressed before she went to check on the noise, but another scraping sound prodded her into moving. She did throw a robe over her naked body and loosely tied it, not wanting to wave her girl parts at a potential burglar. Slipping through her house on silent feet, she wondered if one of the strangers in town had decided to try their luck at burglarizing a few houses. It was rare, but it did happen.

Adrenaline and a tinge of fear washed through her as she made her way in the direction of the sound. Those were definitely scraping, scratching sounds, as if someone was using a lock pick to open the door. Heart pounding in her chest, she eased to the window beside the front door and peeked out. And blinked.

There was a lion on her porch. A huge friggin’ beast with a thick, dark mane and the kind of fangs that belonged on the Discovery Channel. He had one paw on her front door and she watched in stunned disbelief as he tried picking her lock with one carefully extended claw.

The only lion shifter she was aware of in the area was the musician, but it made no sense for him to be here. What was he planning to do? Break in her house and sing at her? She bit back a snort. She wasn’t afraid of any big cat. Being a bear had its benefits, mainly that she outweighed most males in her animal form, but her bear wasn’t even fazed by this unexpected visit. In fact, it wanted to come out right now, not to attack, but to play. It thought the idea of a lion trying to break into their territory a great way to end the evening. Daisy sniffed deeply, drawing the scent of cat through the door and knew it was the musician. Beneath that wild, musky cat scent was a hint of the same male she’d been trying not to think about since she left the fairgrounds.

Shit. What was he doing here? She breathed deep again, trying to figure out his frame of mind. Was he pissed that she left the performance? She almost snorted at the thought. That would take listener satisfaction a little too far. But he smelled hot and agitated. Her head swam as something else filtered through her senses, making her body feel sluggish again.

Her lower body throbbed with want, her nipples tightened into near-painful points. She was getting turned-on. Seriously turned-on because she could feel dampness on her thighs as her moisture seeped from her channel.

He growled. The low, deep rumble sent a bolt of excitement straight to her clit and she gasped.

She reached for the door, not sure if she planned to tell him to get away, or invite him in. She wanted more than she ever had before, but he wasn’t what she needed, right? Only an idiot would open the door to a male who would use her and leave her. Apparently her horniness dropped her IQ by several points because she undid the lock and turned the knob.

But she’d waited too long and the lion had gotten tired of trying to pick the lock. The instant Daisy swung open the door, two paws landed on her chest, taking her to the floor.

The gun bounced out of her hand, sliding across the tile where it bumped up against the leg of a table. Five hundred pounds of big cat was a lot and it took a few minutes for Daisy to get her wind back. She wanted to curse when she did. If he was a serial stalker or something, she’d just lost her weapon and given him the dominant position. She was a fucking genius.

Hot, panting breath that carried the unmistakable scent of alcohol wafted over her face. Squinting against the hurricane of air, she saw the lion staring down at her with serious, yet slightly unfocused amber eyes.

“Get off of me,” she said calmly, even if part of her wanted to demand he shift and fuck her. Now.

He didn’t go away. In fact, he put his big paws to either side of her shoulders, effectively caging her in between his limbs. Her heart thundered as he lowered his head. Just when she thought he was ready to shift and take care of the need burning through her, he licked from her chin to her forehead, his rough tongue abrading her skin.

“Ew! That’s disgusting!” This was not what her pussy had hoped for when she opened the door.

She tried to roll away from him, but he caught her shoulder with his paw and ran his velvety muzzle along her cheek. The rumbling purr that vibrated from his chest rattled her bones. The coarse hair of his mane tickled her face and neck as he continued rubbing against her like a giant kitten.

His tongue snuck out, lapping at the side of her neck. It was one of her sensitive spots and she jumped with a giggle. Shit. She was supposed to be some badass cop and she was letting some strange cat tickle her.

“Stop it,” she ordered in a quivery voice he paid no mind to.

With his scent surrounding her, Daisy’s body heated until it felt as if she’d burst into flames. Her heart thumped. Oh God, she’d just spent hours talking herself out of doing something stupid like throwing herself at him and now he was in her house licking her. She panted as he went for the hypersensitive spot behind her ear.

Instinct demanded she participate in this madness. She reached up to the warm body hovering over her. The instant she touched his velvety coat, his fur faded away leaving nothing but warm, golden skin behind. Paws became hands on either side of her and the mane disappeared, but the slightly rough texture of his tongue remained as he came down on top of her.

“Oh God,” Daisy gasped when he tested her skin with his teeth.

“Ram.”

She shook her head as the light coating of hair on his chest abraded her nipples, sending electric shocks straight to her aching core. “Huh?” she mumbled when his tongue danced over her collarbone.

“My name is Ram.”

“Uh-huh, do that again.”

His hot breath washed over her skin as he repeated the little love bite at the base of her throat. “I’d like to know your name in return,” he whispered against her skin.

Shivering from his erotic bite, Daisy whimpered her name. If he didn’t get this show on the road, she’d come without him and then she’d do as bears did and hibernate the rest of the night.

A big, hair-roughened knee slid between her thighs. Thighs that parted without any hesitation, making Daisy’s face burn with embarrassment. Was she so easy she’d just let some strange cat fuck her in the entryway of her home?

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To follow the rest of the Tour and enter to win a copy of PRIMAL SONG, visit:

  • Ruby: Uncut and on the Loose (The Veil 1)
  • Succubus-in-Waiting (The Veil 2)
  • Lifestyles of the Fey and Dangerous (The Veil 3)
  • Ain’t No Bull (The Veil 4)
  • Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc.)
  • Immortal Game (Olympus, Inc. 1.5 in the Keyboards and kink Anthology)
  • You Bet Your Banshee (The Three Kingdoms 1)

Danica Avet was born and raised in the wilds of South Louisiana where mosquitoes are big enough to carry off small children and there are only two seasons: hot and hotter. With a BA in History, she figured there were enough fry cooks in the world and decided to try her hand at writing.

Danica is the lucky pet of a compulsively needy dog and two cats. The pitter-patter of little feet has been known to make her break out into a cold sweat.

Writing is how she gives the voices in her head a way out. When she isn’t writing, working or contemplating the complexities of the universe, she spends time gathering inspiration from her insane family, reads far more than any sane person would want to, and watches hot burly men chase an oblong ball all over a field.

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    • DebraG on August 20th, 2012 at 5:49 am

    I enjoyed the excerpt. I really want to read more.

    1. Thanks, Debra!

    • Maria D. on August 20th, 2012 at 9:50 am

    That was a hawt excerpt! Thanks for the giveaway

  1. Thanks, Maria! Good luck 🙂

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