1. Before we start talking about your book, why don’t you tell everybody a little bit about yourself?
I’m a mother of two, full time job at a Community College in the Police Department (parking). I’ve wanted to write and get published since I was 12 years old. That dream came true last year March 2012 when I got my first contract.
2. Besides writing, what other things do you enjoy doing in your spare time?
I spend time with my kids, I read, I cook, I travel and I’m also a gamer.
3. What is your daily routine as far as when you have an idea for your story?
Since I work full time, I write whenever I can.
4. Where do you get your ideas from?
Everywhere actually. Sometimes the ideas come from a name, scenery or just a picture.
5. Out of all of the stories you’ve written so far, what would be your favorite and why?
Wow it’s hard to pick. But if I have to pick one it would be On Angel’s Wings because I had to dig deep through the sadness and make it a HEA.
6. Tell us something funny about yourself that not a lot of people know about?
I’m a kid at heart and still love cartoons and will still watch them.
7. Does any of the stories you’ve written based on real life experiences or basically just from imagination?
Mostly imagination with some reality experiences sprinkled throughout
8. Does your ‘muse’ have a name and if so what is his/her name?
No name…just muse. J I’m dull I know. LMAO.
9. What other genre besides the one you are writing about now would you like to venture into writing? I want to do regency and steam punk romances
10. Who are your favorite authors that are out now?
Delilah Hunt, Avril Ashton, Shyla Colt, Jasmine Haynes and so many others.
11. Who is your favorite female and male characters from your books and why?
gah! I have a total of 8 books out and more coming…so hard to pick really. I love them all for different reasons.
12. What do you think is the hardest thing about being a writer?
Turning off the writing mode.
13. What advice would you give someone who wants to start off being a writer?
Keep going, don’t let anyone tell you no. Perfect your craft and keep writing.
14. If you hadn’t become a writer, what do you think you would be doing right now?
Just working as I always have been.
15. What would be the perfect Romantic getaway?
Well now that we got the question and answer out of the way…..why don’t you tell us about your latest story you have out now?
Demon Tempted is the latest that came out though I have more coming soon. The next book that’s coming out will be Irish Comfort and it’s a free read from Evernight Publishing (www.evernightpublishing.com).
Demoted, Eva Jackson has had more than her share of lifetimes to play games with other people's emotions. Now, devoid of her powers, she’s left with the feeling that there’s something more she’s missing.
Temptation was the one thing that always stood in the way.
Clay Quinones, her demon lover of old, is determined that Eva will walk the straight and narrow and learn the error of her ways. When danger looms, is it too late for these two star-crossed lovers to love one another again? Or will Eva's past make it hard for a demon to be redeemed?
He positioned himself behind her and leaned in close, his face pressed to her ear. “Any time you call my name.” He nipped her earlobe. His words seemed incomplete to her, and she had to ask.
“Any time I call your name what?”
“It will bring me to you. We still have that connection.”
As he spoke, he’d placed his hands on the front buttons of her white shirt. Slowly he freed each one from its buttonhole until he spread her shirt wide. She was on display for him, and it thrilled her. Strong, capable hands undid the front clasp of her bra, and he pulled the cups away from her breasts.
Clay was right—there was a connection. There always had been, but she was determined to break it. To have him relinquish his hold on her one way or the other was her goal. But first … first she needed his touch.
The wet heat of his tongue made her whimper as he licked across her earlobe and then down to her neck. He grasped her breasts and tugged at the nipples in unison.
“Don’t stop the show, Eva.” His command ran through her head.
“You need to stop telling me what to do, Clay.”
Though she said this, she couldn’t stop even to prove him wrong. Her thighs were already coated in her juices, and more of it was spilling out in copious amounts as she thrust in two fingers and began to finger fuck herself.
“You have a full store out there, Eva. So are you going to be able to stop yourself from coming so hard that they hear every little sound you make?”
She sobbed and bit her lip. His words affected her in a way that she was sure he wanted. The thought of being the center of attention while coming was thrilling to her. He knew her every little secret.
“I want that, Clay, but not here…” she stuttered out, and swallowing, she tried to sound a bit more convincing, “not here.”
“Then I suggest when you start coming, you press your mouth to my arm and muffle the sound.” He kissed her hard and then nipped her bottom lip. “Now back to making yourself come for me.”
“This wasn’t for you,” she gasped out as the sensations originating from her hand radiated throughout her body. Liar, her body seemed to say.
“That’s my Eva, strong-willed and always ready for a fight even in the midst of a highly erotic situation.” He smacked his fingers against her clit, and she groaned. “Let me let you in on a little secret. This is always for me.”
She was too far gone to argue that point with him, and his smack just sent her into a hard orgasm. With a moan she pressed her mouth to his arm to try to stifle the sound of her coming. When her body finally stopped shaking, she shuddered and opened her eyes. Clay was still looking down at her with a smirk. She watched in awe as he brought his hand up from her pussy and licked his fingers clean.
“I’ve always adored how you taste, Eva.”
She tried to not let his words bring up the jealousies that she’d been holding on to forever. It was time to let those go, right? But the old adage of habits dying hard and all that jazz seriously did apply. She wanted to ask him why he had always seemed to be following after Lili if he adored and wanted her.
Jealousy. It had to stop, but how?
“Shut up and kiss me, Clay.”
He smirked more and leaned back in, kissing her deeply. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her juices as their tongues dueled. Sometimes it was better to not talk. She knew that now.
Where to find me:
Nikki Prince is a mother of two, who’s always had a dream to be a published author in the romance genre. Her passion lies in raising her children as readers, gaming, cooking, reading and her writing. Her mother can now breathe easy about the child who used to get in trouble because she was hiding books everywhere and reading when it wasn’t appropriate.
Nikki’s a multi-published author with several epublishing houses. She loves to write Interracial romances in all genres, but wants to let everyone know to not box her in, because there is always room for growth.
Nikki’s also a member of Romance Writers of America National chapter (http://www.rwa.org) and OCC/RWA local chapter (http://www.occrwa.org) and is a member of the board as Co-Programs Director. She is also a member of the online chapter Passionate Ink RWA.