Unforgettable Lover - Rosalie Redd

Character Interview: Prince Nicholai
 
Please introduce yourself for those who haven’t met you in your author’s other books.
The skin around Nicholai’s eyes creases as a smile forms on his lips. “I’m Prince Nicholai. My father is King Monroe, ruler of all the Stiyaha. We are a warrior race of beings sent here from the Planet Lemuria. As prince, I am a leader among my kind, but I keep my distance from others.”

The hair on the back of my neck rises. I cross my legs, anything to distract me from his piercing gaze, but I can’t help myself from asking the question burning in my gut. “and…why is that?”
 
His lips purse. “I’m a danger to others. It’s best if I don’t form close relationships.”
 
I swallow. Next question, please.
 
Did you ever think that your life would end up in a book?
Prince Nicholai steps away from his desk. The highly polished oak reflects the light from the sunstones embedded in the cave walls, blinding me with its glare. He places his hand on the back of his chair, his knuckles turning white. “Actually, yes. My life will be recorded in the scriptures, just like all the other kings, past, present, and those yet to come.” A smile crosses his face. “…but that isn’t what you wanted to know, was it?”
I try to swallow, but my throat is too dry. “Umm…I meant in the book I wrote, Unforgettable Lover.”

His eyes gleam and then a loud, raucous laugh bursts from his lips. “Well, at least you gave me a happily ever after.”
 
What are your favorite scenes in your book: the action, the dialogue or the romance?
A smile pulls at the corner of his mouth. “As much as I didn’t want to participate in the Betram ritual, I have to say, meeting Leonna…her honeyed scent, her piercing blue eyes, her naked body sprawled before me…now that is something I will never forget.”
 
If your story was made into a movie, who would you want to play you?
His brows furrow. “What’s a movie?”
 
I stifle a laugh. “Ah…nevermind.”
 
What do you like to do when you are not being actively read somewhere?
A soft chuckle eases from his chest. He shakes his head and rolls his eyes. “I don’t have time to worry about the audience. I fight for my goddess, Alora, to win the battle against the Gossum.” His brow furrows and all traces of his light mood disappear. “You Earthlings have no idea what’s at stake. If we lose the battle, you will be enslaved and forced to ship your precious water to Lemuria. You better pray we win.”
 
I cough… “Umm…next question, then.”
 
Would you be interested in a sequel, if your writer was so inclined?
He glances at the ceiling, as if studying the sunstones embedded in the porous cave, then his gaze bores into me. “What I’d really like to know is how do things work out for my son…Noeh.”
 
Now that is something I can’t answer for him. That just wouldn’t be fair. “Noeh has his own book, Untouchable Lover. You should read it sometime.”
 
He raises his eyebrows, but doesn’t speak. I can’t help the smile that curves my own lips.
 
What frustrates you the most?
He rubs his hand over his face. “I hate this bloody war. Did you know this all started because of a lover scorned?” He blinks. “Of course you did.” He glances at me. “How could I forget? You’re the author.”
 
Ok, now I feel uncomfortable under his scrutiny. Thank goodness there’s only one question left.
 
Do you have any hobbies?
 “I have a penchant for art, although I can’t draw anything worth looking at.” A tic starts in his jaw.
 
Guess we’re done. “Thank you, Prince Nicholai, for the interview.”
His smile once again lights up his handsome features. “You’re welcome, Rosalie.”

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​Blurb:
 
The Betram ritual, when the full moon occurs on the summer solstice, is a sexual rite—and a requirement—for all unbonded Stiyaha of age. The irresistible urge to mate drives their inner beasts. Some succumb and transform, while others hide behind masks. None can escape the compelling need.
 
For Leonna, Betram offers one night of freedom from a destiny she doesn’t want. Eager to participate, she’s drawn to a formidable male whose tenderness burrows into her soul. Despite discovering she’s below his status, she is caught up in their passionate frenzy, and loses her heart to a male she can never have.
 
Though reluctant, as an unbonded male, Prince Nicholai must participate in the Betram ritual. Because he fears harming anyone he gets close to, he dons his mask and vows to stay in human form. What he doesn’t expect is the intensity of his hunger for a certain honeyed female hidden behind a disguise. As much as he longs to forget her, he can’t, for she’s unforgettable.

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​Excerpt:
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As they raced through the trees, Nicholai caught glimpses of her fine figure. A dark short sleeved shirt fitted her body, accentuating her firm breasts. Long, elegant legs couldn’t hide beneath the short skirt that accentuated her hips. Black gloves covered her hands, extending mid-way up her forearms. Each time he spotted her, he learned more about the female he pursued. She intrigued him, and he intensified the hunt. 
He closed the distance in a matter of moments. The excitement of the chase and the thrill of the catch were like a drug in his system. He craved more.

As he took her down, he expected softness and curves. Instead, her delicate skin covered a muscular build that took him by surprise. His beast responded, eager to couple with this strong, virile female. At the last moment he spun, using his own body to cushion their fall.

Ahhhh. Her cry rang in his ears and burrowed down into his soul. A sense of masculine pride and possessiveness filled his chest, a need so raw he couldn’t deny its power over him. A thin veil of red blurred his vision, the power of the full moon on the summer solstice taking its toll on his psyche.  

The spongy earth, covered in moss and small bits of grass, provided the perfect blanket of softness. Cradling her in his arms as he lay on his back, he gazed upon her masked face for the first time. 

Vibrant blue eyes encased with long lashes stared back at him through the holes in her disguise. High cheekbones, flushed from her exertion, were visible beneath the edge of her mask. Although her nose was hidden behind the tip of the material, ruby red lips provided enough details to spark his imagination. 

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Author bio:
After finishing a rewarding career in finance and accounting, it was time for Rosalie Redd to put away the spreadsheets and take out the word processor. She writes Fantasy/Science Fiction Romance inspired by classics from the science fiction, fantasy, and horror genres layered with a good, hot dose of romance.
 
Her debut novel, Untouchable Lover, won or was a finalist in several contests sponsored by local chapters of Romance Writers of America.
 
She lives in Oregon, where rain is just another excuse to keep writing. When not at her computer, you can find her at Jazzercise, waterfall collecting in the Pacific Northwest, or relaxing with her husband and their pesky cat, Snookums.
 
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