We are pleased to welcome author Stephanie Julian to Fiction Vixen today.
I’ve said this before but… I love writing recurring secondary characters.
They’re like good friends you only get to see every few months who you get to spend time with.
In WHAT A GODDESS WANTS, Tessa, formerly known as Thesan the Etruscan Goddess of the Dawn, and Cal, a fierce Cimmerian warrior with bad habit of falling for the damsel in distress, are the lead players, the romantic couple and two of the most fun characters I’ve written.
I totally fell for Cal from the moment he popped into my head, a wry twist to his gorgeous lips and a sarcastic comeback for everything. But I knew, underneath, he was a great guy.
And Tessa is the freaking goddess of the sun. Of course she’s going to be sweet and sunny and generally too nice to hate because she’s oh so beautiful.
The entire story lies on the shoulders of these two but they never would’ve met if it hadn’t been for Salvatorus.
If you’ve read some of my other stories, like SEDUCED BY MAGIC, SEDUCED BY DANGER or EDGE OF MOONLIGHT, you’ve met Sal before. He’s a salbinelli, with the lower body of a goat, the upper body of a man and tiny black horns almost hidden by his black curly hair. He’s got the face of a Roman god and he swears like a sailor.
I love Sal. When he first popped up in SEDUCED BY MAGIC, I fell totally in love with this guy. I hear his voice in my head when I write him and I honestly can’t say he looks like anyone in particular because I have such a clear image of him in my head. Think very hot Italian guy with dark curls, a Roman nose and the upper body of a god and you’re on the right track.
Sal has his own secrets, which you’ll get to know eventually, but if you read SEDUCED BY DANGER, then you know who the love of Sal’s life is. If you didn’t… Well, I guess you should go read SEDUCED BY DANGER.
In WHAT A GODDESS WANTS, Sal points Tessa in Cal’s direction, knowing she needs a protector and Cal is the perfect man for the job.
Salvatorus didn’t have any great ideas. He had one fucking awful idea. He wanted to have a party. With goddesses.
Okay, Salvatorus hadn’t called it a party. He’d called it a strategy session, and before Cal had been able to open his mouth to protest, Nortia had appeared in Salvatorus’s living room. And that didn’t mean she walked through the door. One second she wasn’t there, and the next, she was holding court with Salvatorus fawning all over her.
The Etruscan Goddess of Fate wore bright red, stiletto-heeled pumps and a fuck-me black leather dress that molded to each of her generous curves like a second skin. Like Tessa, she was a blonde, but Nortia’s hair was silver and gold and she looked like a goddamn Barbie doll.
Tessa left Cal’s side to hug the woman who could have been her sister. Hell, she probably was her sister.
And his brain really was not going to go there. No way. No how.
“Ooh, Tess honey, where’d you get the eye candy? Are you willing to share, or can you get me one of my own?”
Nortia had let her bright blue gaze travel all the hell over him like he was a piece of meat, and like a geek at his first school dance, he’d made a beeline for the kitchen where he’d been holed up with a beer ever since.
“Jesus Christ, Goat-Legs. This is my worst fucking nightmare. And you know it, don’t you, you sick bastard?”
Salvatorus’s laugh had a maniacal sound to it. “Suck it up, Conan. This isn’t about you.”
Cal bared his teeth and actually growled at the salbinelli. The bastard knew just how to needle him… and how he felt about deities. That was probably why Salvatorus hadn’t told him the house was going to be infested with goddesses.
So what are you doing with Tessa?
Not going there, either. “Yeah, well, you think this is a smart idea, having them all in one place at one time? If Charun finds them, it’ll be like an all-you-can-eat buffet, for fuck’s sake.”
“Vaffanculo, son. He’s not going to know they’re here. This place is untouchable and they’re all awake. You need to chill the fuck out. Nervousness does not become you.”
Salvatorus put the lid on the blender and hit the button, ruining perfectly good tequila by making it pink and prissy.
Cal picked up his glass of whiskey and took a healthy swallow. “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”
Salvatorus snorted and stomped one hoof on the floor. “Yeah, you’re full of shit, Caligo. How long have we known each other? Forty years? Fifty, since I brought you up here?”
More like sixty, and Cal owed the guy his life, but he wasn’t going to give the salbinelli any more ammunition than he already had. In all that time, Salvatorus had never mentioned the circumstances that had brought them together. It still shamed Cal to even think about it.
To be chained, shackled like an animal, and forced to beat weaker men into bloody masses of broken flesh for rich men’s entertainment. His own stupidity had led to his imprisonment. And he owed a huge debt of gratitude to Salvatorus for getting him out.
To his credit, the salbinelli had never played that card to get Cal to help him. He didn’t need to.
Cal knew all too well what he owed Salvatorus. So he kept his mouth shut, knowing the guy would get around to saying what he had to say on his own schedule.
“Look, kid. I sent her to you for a reason. You know that, right?”
“Because you like to bust my balls.”
Salvatorus snorted. “Yeah, that was a benefit. But you’re a sucker for the damsel in distress. You can’t help yourself. I knew you’d protect her.”
We have two copies of What A Goddess Wants to giveaway. To enter leave a comment and let us know how you feel about recurring secondary characters. Do you like it when they make appearances and connect different series together? Do you have a favorite recurring secondary character that steals the show?
Giveaway is open to those with a US or Canadian mailing address only please. You have until July 12 to enter, winner announced soon after. Good luck!!
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