Fiction Vixen is pleased to welcome author of the Masters of the Shadowlands series, Cherise Sinclair today. The 7th book in the series, This is Who I am is scheduled for release tomorrow!
FV-Jen: Hi Cherise, welcome to Fiction Vixen! We’re excited to talk with you today.
Cherise: Thank you for having me here. I’m always delighted to talk about the Shadowlands, especially since the latest in the series comes out tomorrow!
FV-Jen: After following Sam for several books, we know he is pretty hardcore. Most of your stories have an element of pain, but Sam is just…more. Was it difficult to get into his head and write something like that?
Cherise: It really was hard to get into his head. The S/M lifestyle goes past my own personal preferences and I’d have to say that Sam pushed some of my boundaries. (Typical Dom, right?)
FV-Jen: To Command and Collar gave us a glimpse of someone who could be Master Sam’s submissive. She was difficult and more than a little damaged. How do you think your fans will feel about her?
Cherise: Well, of course, I hope the readers will love her. LOL Linda is older than the usual romance heroine. She owns a business; her children are in college. After her horrendous experience, she wants to go home and pick up her life again. But the world isn’t going to cooperate with her plans—and neither is Master Sam. Here’s a snippet from Linda’s visit to the Shadowlands:
“Goddamn fool, she’s shocky.” A voice from Linda’s dreams grated across her nerves, snapping her into the present. The bench squeaked a complaint as someone sat beside her. Arms closed around her, trapping her.
No! She shoved at his wide shoulders, panic rising like a flood tide.
“Don’t move, girl. You need to be held. Slap me later.” The rough growl of Sam’s voice was the rumble of an 18-wheeler carrying a truckload of safety.
Not trapped. Sheltered. He was warm—so, so warm. She sagged against him. I hate you.
“That a girl. Take a break for a second. You earned it.”
His chest was a brick wall, his arms iron bands, not comfortable in the least. Her body didn’t care, more secure than in the long, long months since she’d been freed from the slavers. With Sam’s arms around her, nothing would hurt her.
FV-Jen: Master Z and Jessica have always been my favorite couple. Will we continue to see their story develop as the books go on?
Cherise: With each book, I try to give updates on the previous couples and how their relationships are doing. Engagements and babies—even fights. <g> (It was a lot easier when there were only two or three couples).
For This Is Who I Am, I took a quick detour from Sam and Linda to give the Master Z and Jessica fans a treat. (My editor frowned at that one). But I hope you enjoy the little scene I tucked in for y’all.
FV-Jen: I noticed that the blurb on Goodreads for book 8 is “Sally’s story”. Dare we hope that it will include two sexy FBI men?
Cherise: You know, I’d originally planned for Sally to get only one of the Feds, but Galen and Vance said they prefer duo-Domming. Their preference makes the story harder to write, but they surely do have fun topping together. Having done scenes with inexperienced Doms, Sally’s become accustomed to behaving poorly. With the Feds? She doesn’t stand a chance. LOL Here’s a (very unedited) snippet from Sally’s book:
Without speaking, Vance picked up the straps on the table. He strapped her arms to her sides, and then put another across her waist. Galen strapped her thighs together and her ankles, then pulled more straps across her knees, immobilizing her more effectively than she’d ever seen. He glanced at her head, then Vance and without speaking, Vance pulled another strap across the top of her forehead so she couldn’t even lift her head. Couldn’t more at all. The men walked around the table, tugging at the straps.
“Numbness, tingling? Cold?”
Her attempt to shake her head got nowhere and set up a nasty flutter in the pit of her stomach. And made Vance smile. His dark blue eyes held none of the bottomless depth of Galen’s. A much easier man.
“Well?” Galen asked again, his voice harder.
“No, Sir,” she whispered, and then scowled. “I’m quite fine, thank you. And how are you?”
“You planning to chatter during this scene?” Galen asked.
“I usually do.” Sally tried to toss her head and got nowhere.
“Gag her.” Galen pulled a leather gag from their toy bag and tossed it to Vance.
FV-Jen: You write both paranormal romance and erotic romance. Which one is harder? Do you have a preference of one over the other when writing and reading?
Cherise: Now that’s a difficult question. Seriously? Neither subgenre is harder—or more fun—than the other. I love writing about BDSM and the intimate play of emotions with a power exchange. But I also enjoy how paranormal stories let me play in a world that has pixies and were-panthers and traditions passed down from a non-human society. Switching between the two genres refreshes me.
I’m an eclectic reader (I think that’s a polite way to say I can’t make up my mind.) Today I’m reading a fantasy, yesterday it was a romantic suspense, a SF before that. Sometimes I get genre cravings—like when you want pizza three days in a row. So I might binge on historicals for a few years. Then for no reason, will switch to something else, like military SF.
Isn’t it lovely that we have so many choices of what to read? Hopefully, I can lure some of y’all into diving headfirst into the BDSM romance subgenre.
FV-Jen: Your stories are the standard to which I hold all BDSM books. Thanks for talking with us and I look forward to grabbing up anything you want to write!
Cherise: That’s a wonderful compliment! Thank you—and thank you for having me here.
When trying to save a woman from slavers, Sam screwed up. Royally. Now Linda wants nothing to do with him. Or with BDSM. She won’t even admit she’s a masochist. As a dominant and sadist, he can give her what she needs, and when an opportunity arises, he slips into her life, intending to make amends. She’s everything he knew she would be…except for her bullheaded determination to be ‘normal’.
Now the horrible time is past, Linda just wants to return to her small conservative town, pick up her quiet life, and be normal. But how can someone who likes pain be ‘normal’? To her dismay, when someone spray-paints her home with obscenities, Sam shows up to rescue her. Again. Doesn’t he understand that the last thing she needs in her life is a sadist? He’s amused by her objections. But his dry sense of humor can’t disguise that he’s tough as nails and dominant and stubborn. He’s not going to let her drive him off this time. Soon she realizes she wants him to stay.
When he takes her to the Shadowlands, she feels as if she’s found a home…until she hears a voice from out of her nightmares.
You can read an excerpt HERE