Enjoy your romance with a jaguar shifter or a perhaps a werewolf?
(This novel is book 1 in THE MOON SERIES)
Welcome to CABR Lisa 🙂
If you had to describe MOONLIGHT to someone on Twitter, what would you say?
Moonlight is like West Side Story with werewolves and jaguars, only much steamier with a happier ending…
Which character popped into your head first? The hero Adam Sloan, or his mate, Lana Turpin?
What was that like? – Moonlight actually started as a short story in Lana’s point of view. I had met Ray Bradbury and asked him how I could improve as a writer. Instead of recommending a book on the craft of writing, he suggested writing a new short story every week for a year.
I took up the challenge and the first chapter of Moonlight was the short story, but I couldn’t stop wondering what would happen next, so I ended up writing the novel while I continued the short story challenge! LOL
Did you plot out their story or let it flow organically? Give us an example of how this worked as you were writing the book.
I’m not a plotter, but when I start a book, I usually have a vision of what the ending will be as well. It’s how I’ll get there that comes about organically. It makes it fun for me as a writer because I want to know what will happen next too! 🙂
What are your 5 favourite scenes in MOONLIGHT? Please include an excerpt from one
I don’t want to give away any spoilers, so I’m being a little bit purposefully vague on a couple of these! LOL
1) The first time Lana meets Aren, Adam’s Twin
2) Adam teaching Lana to use her heightened senses in Lake Tahoe
3) The first time Adam tells Lana he loves her
4) The fight scene up at Lake Tahoe
5) The opening scene in the Hot Rod Cafe.
Here’s an EXCERPT from #5:
A tall, dark-haired man filled the open doorway, wearing blue jeans and a black Aerosmith concert tee. His bright green eyes scanned the restaurant, and I caught myself staring. I couldn’t help it.
He was maybe six feet tall, but I sucked at guessing heights. His black leather boots were scuffed—more like hiking boots than biker boots—and he wore a heavy silver chain around his neck with some sort of pendant hanging in the center of his chest. His very well-muscled and very broad chest.
When he looked my way, my jaw snapped shut. His dark hair was messy in that way that looks dangerous on a guy but sloppy on a girl. From under his stray locks, his gaze connected with mine. I was pretty sure I started gnawing at my lower lip. It was a bad habit, but I usually did it when I got nervous. Either way, he took it as an invitation of some sort.
I didn’t have a great grasp of what guys considered a “come hither” look, so maybe I gave him one. I’d thought it was a “leave me the hell alone” look, but who knew.
When he got to my table, my gaze caught on the pendant around his neck—a bullet. Or at least it looked like a bullet. Weird. My eyes moved farther up, to see his face. The right corner of his mouth twisted into what might have been a smile, but my alarm bells rang inside. Time to get out of the restaurant.
“Aren’t you going to invite me to sit?”
I frowned and rubbed my moist hands against my jeans. “I wasn’t planning on it. There are plenty of other tables open.”
He glanced around the café and then at me again. My pulse shot up in response.
“You’re not at any of the other tables.” Even with curls of hair hanging in his face, his emerald eyes bore into me.
“That’s the point.” Hopefully my voice carried more conviction than I felt. Stupid hormones. Gorgeous or not, I had no idea who he was or why he seemed so intent on my company. I had to get rid of him. “I wasn’t looking for company.”
He shrugged his broad shoulders. “Neither was I.”
“Good, then go sit someplace else.”
Oh, thank God. The waitress headed over with a huge tray piled high with my food. Saved by a burger.
He stepped aside to let her work, and when all the baskets were on the table, the waitress straightened and looked at tall-dark-and-handsome at twelve o’clock. He stood there shamelessly while she gave him a slow once-over.
She glanced at me with a wry smile. “Is this gentleman with you?”
I opened my mouth to answer, but he beat me to it.
“Yes, I am.” He plopped down across from me in the booth and winked. “Thanks for ordering fries for me, doll.”
The waitress seemed satisfied and sashayed back to the kitchen. I glared at my unwanted dinner guest and picked up my one-pound bacon cheeseburger. “I’m not your ‘doll,’ and these fries are not for you.”
“You’ve got quite an appetite for a little thing.”
“Yeah, so I’ve heard.” I shot an evil-eyed glare toward the waitress, couldn’t help it.
“So what’s your game?” He leaned closer and lowered his voice. “What the hell are you doing here during new moon?”
I almost choked on my burger.
Dabbing my mouth with the napkin, I scooted up in my seat a little. Up close his eyes looked like a dense forest of green. Easy to get lost in them if you looked too long. And I was getting lost. Crap! Focus, Lana.
He couldn’t possibly know about me and the new moon. Unless… But he didn’t look like the type who worked in a psych hospital.
I leaned back again and forced my mouth to move. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He pressed his large hands flat on the table, his shoulders tensed, and something in his eyes looked…confused? “I smelled you from outside the building. Why do you think I came in here?”
Without thinking, I kicked him under the table. Hard. I also took more than a little satisfaction in seeing the surprise on his face. “If you’re trying to sweep me off my feet, telling me I stink isn’t the way to do it.”
He smirked. “If I were trying to sweep you off your feet, you’d be swept. Period.”
MOONLIGHT is book 1 in the Moon series. What’s the name of book 2, who’s in it and when will it be released?
Book 2 is called Hunter’s Moon and everyone who survived by the end of Moonlight is back for more in Hunter’s Moon! YAY!
Best vacation spot?
Hawaii or Cancun
Coffee, chocolate, tea, fruits?
If you could be anyone in history for 24 hours, who would you be and why?
Hmmm… I think I would be Wolfgang Amadeua Mozart and see if I could get him to stop drinking… He died way too soon!
Thanks for stopping by CABR and sharing a little about your book and yourself Lisa 🙂
Rancher Adam Sloan is more than meets the eye. As the heir to his Pack, the sexy werewolf’s biggest challenge is keeping his kin’s true nature under wraps. But a group of jaguar shifters threatens to reveal the pack, blasting into town killing humans in plain sight. And when he smells one at the local diner, his standing orders are to take her out.
Lana Turpin doesn’t realize she’s a moving target. Raised in the foster system, she only knows that she blacks out during the new moon and wakes up without remembering a thing. But now she’s being tracked by some strange organization that wants her back–even though she’s never stepped foot inside their compound. And the stranger across the diner is watching her like an enemy.
It should be a simple mission for Adam, but when he touches the frustratingly beautiful Lana, his inner wolf howls…mate. Now, the two must find and stop the people who hunt her…and Adam must keep his own family from killing the only woman he will ever love.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Lisa Kessler is an award winning author of dark paranormal fiction. Her debut novel, Night Walker, won a San Diego Book Award for Best Published Fantasy-Sci-fi-Horror as well as the Romance Through the Ages Award for Best Paranormal and Best First Book.
Her short stories have been published in print anthologies and magazines, and her vampire story, Immortal Beloved, was a finalist for a Bram Stoker award.
When she’s not writing, Lisa is a professional vocalist, performing with the San Diego Opera as well as other musical theater companies in San Diego. You can learn more at http://Lisa-Kessler.com
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