Woohoo! Y'all've (lol yeah I totally just used that one) made it half way through Authors for the Holidays!
Today we've got Rekkus (one very sexy were-tiger) joining us for a nice *friendly* chat. Check out little visit and leave him some love!
The last of his kind…
Rekkus is the last of the great Black Tiger weres and he is happy to stay that way. Working as security for the Wiccan Haus, a magical spa for inner healing, he has enough danger – and women – to keep him busy. Unfortunately, the Fates are not content with him being comfortable.
Alone and discouraged…
Dana has walked away from all she has known, her fiancé, family, apartment, and job. Now, having a ticket to the Wiccan Haus may be the only way she can move on. But what she finds isn’t what she expects, nor is it what she thought she was looking for.
Meet the unusual residents of the Wiccan Haus. The staff can get a little hairy and not all of the guests eat what’s served in the dining hall. But the proprietors always do what they can to make the resort into a place of healing and peace, using all of their years of practice. At the Haus, where humans and Paras reside side-by-side, everyone in need of the Rowan siblings’ services are welcome.
WELCOME TO THE WICCAN HAUS.
**As things have been busy around the Wiccan Haus with the coming of the Winter Solstice, The Rowan Siblings have asked Rekkus, Head of Security and Were-Tiger to come and speak in their behalf. This interviewer is not certain if that was meant to be helpful or to scare future interviewers away.**
Thank you for coming to chat with us today. Why do you think Dominique Eastwick and the Rowan siblings choose you to represent her?
I didn’t really have a choice as Eastwick is one of the high member of the Syndicate which rules the Para’s. And I am the only one not in a freak out about the Solstice.
Yea Paranormals, witches, weres, vamps, fae, non humans. NOT YOU!
And one group rules them all?
That’s what they think.
Tell us a little about yourself?
I am head of Security for the Wiccan Haus, as well as the protector of the Rowan Family.
Could you tell us what the Wiccan Haus is?
Didn’t you do your research before coming to interview me? No? Fine--the Wiccan Haus is a resort and spa for the emotional and physical healing of those in need. We are located off the coast of Maine. Contact Myron if you want more information or research it yourself at http://thewiccanhaus.blogspot.com/ . Is that enough information for you?
I suppose it will have to do. Where do you live?
At the Wiccan Haus. Is this really necessary I have work to do.
Your accent isn’t American and certainly isn’t from Maine. Where are you from originally?
You really mean to go through with this interview don’t you? Fine, I am from Wales. But it’s been a very long time since I lived there.
What do you wish people would know about you?
I wish people didn’t know about me at all.
Okay then, what music do you listen too?
I like Jazz and traditional Irish folk music.
Will we be seeing more of you or are you stepping out of the lime light?
I can only hope to step out of the lime light but I don’t see that happening. I do seem to show up in every book in one form or another. For some reason no one is as scared of me as the should be.
Where have we seen you before?
If you had seen me before you would not be here now.
What is your perfect evening?
Any evening I spend with Dana. ALONE. Without drama.
Is there anything you wish Dominique Eastwick or the other authors had kept their mouth shut about?
Are you kidding me? First Hell Yes. Second I’m not a fool to bad mouth Dominique or any member of the Syndicate now am I?
Do you feel you were portrayed fairly?
Yes actually I was. I am exactly like that. I am surprise you didn’t get the hint not to come chat with me.
Myron (the receptionist and card reader) seems to think you are nothing but a big ole pussy cat in combat boots.
Is that a questions? And would you like to test that theory out?
Um not really. Tell us about Dana what drew you to her? (interviewers note, he genuinely softened at this point in the interview thankfully because I was about to bolt.)
Fate would be the simple answer, that she is my soul mate just as simple. But it’s her fragility that made me love her.
What’s your favorite sports team?
Manchester United. Don’t tell anyone I sneak to the computer in the office and check on the scores.
What’s you biggest turn ons?
Dana, in any state of dress or undress.
What are your biggest Turn offs?
Weak Para’s and Trixie’s deep breathing class.
What’s your favorite Ice cream flavor, Chocolate, Vanilla, or Strawberry?
I do like a bowl of cream every now and then. I would have to go with Strawberry; Sage makes some killer strawberry ice cream on the Island.
What is your biggest fear?
Having anything happen to the Rowan Siblings or Dana. They are my family and I protect them with my life. Now if it’s all the same to you I have work to do. Next time interview Cyrus and Sarka I am sure they would LOVE to chat with you.
(Interviewers side note having approached both Cyrus and Sarka it’s this Interviewers opinion that unless one wants to take their life into their own hands it would be well advised to stay away from those two siblings.)
To learn more about the Wiccan Haus come visit us here.
Rekkus paced in the shallow water. He ran his hand through his hair in a show of frustration. Just as her nerves didn’t think they could take anymore, he said, “Why are you here?”
“Myron told me to come here.”
He stopped pacing glared in the direction of where Myron would be then began to pace again. “Damn her. I spent all day avoiding you and she sends you right to me. You need to leave now.”
“It’s not safe for you here with me. I left you alone last night; if you stay I am not sure I can honor that request a second time.”
“I felt it too,” she blurted out, unable to keep it to herself any longer.
He moved so fast she never saw him actually take a step. All of a sudden she was wrapped in his wet arms, her breast pressed against his chest, making her now damp shirt cling to her body. His eyes searched hers. He must have seen what he was looking for, the desire she felt. Before she could form another thought, his lips were on hers in a feverous need. Demanding she open for him, and no part of her thought for a second to deny him anything. Butterflies churned in her stomach making her shake. She had never felt this; this fire that threatened to engulf her.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his wet hair and deepened the kiss. His moan was all she needed to gather the nerve and strength to push him forward. She knew what he wanted. Knew what he most desired, because she wanted it to. She wanted him, all of him, every naked inch, right here, next to this lake not a ten minute walk from the Haus. Anyone could stumble across them and she didn’t care. It almost added to the allure of everything. What she needed it to be.
Something more than she ever knew she needed. He was pushing her past her comfort zone forcing her to accept there was a sexy seductress screaming to be let out.