Thursday's Interview -- Rosalie Lario

Today Rosalie Lario is telling us about her paranormal romances.

What's your genre or do you write in more than one?

I write steamy paranormal romance featuring hot demons and lots of other fun paranormal creatures.

2. Did you choose your genre or did it choose you?

My genre chose me. I’ve grown up reading and loving romance, but it wasn’t until I stumbled upon paranormal romance (Karen Marie Moning’s early works) that I started to wonder what it would be like to write one. After many years of just thinking about it, I finally sat my butt down and did it. I’ve been hooked ever since.

3. Is there any genre you'd like to try? Or is there one you wouldn't?

I’ve got a few contemporary romances whispering in my brain, but right now my focus is on my favorite topic: the supernatural!

4. What fiction do you read for pleasure?

I’m a sucker for a happy ending, and so I’m a romance girl all the way. Paranormal, historical, contemporary, romantic suspense. You name it. If it’s romance, I’ll give it a try.

5. Tell me a bit about yourself and how long you've been writing.

I’m a real estate attorney and legal instructor. I’ve been writing with an eye toward publication since January 2009. There are a few unsold manuscripts hiding under my bed which will never see the light of day.

6. Which of your characters is your favorite?

Whatever manuscript I’m currently working on determines the answer to that. That’s because I tend to fall in love with all of my heroes. Right now I’m working on Touch of the Angel, Book Three of the DEMONS OF INFERNUM series. It features half-demon Ronin, whose passion for his heroine makes me melt.


7. Are there villains in your books and how were they created?

Yes, my books do have villains. My stories are all character-driven, so once I decide on my hero and heroine and what their back story is, I craft the villain to ensure my characters have to work hard for their HEA.

8. What are you working on now?

I’m about one-third of the way through Touch of the Angel. Once I’m done with that, I’ll be writing a novella for a side character in the series, an incubus named Cresso. I’m looking forward to the temporary change in pace that writing a novella will allow.

9. What's your latest release and how did the idea arrive?

Blood of the Demon, Book One of the DEMONS OF INFERNUM series, went through many revisions before it settled into what it is now. I knew I wanted to write a story featuring a half-demon hero named Keegan and a human heroine named Brynn who had psychometric abilities. Everything else evolved from there.

10. Tell me about your latest book and how it came about. Enclose the opening of the book around 400 words.

Here’s the opening of Blood of the Demon:

She wasn’t what he’d expected.

Keegan crouched on a nearby roof, watching, waiting for her gallery to clear out. A stray gust of cold wind whipped through the night air, ruffling his jacket. It didn’t matter. Considering where he’d come from, the cold was a welcome relief.

The woman had looked fragile when he’d caught a glimpse of her through the store’s large window front. Undeniably beautiful, with her long, honey-brown hair falling in waves around her heart-shaped face—but fragile nonetheless.

It was the perfect cover. No one would ever believe what she truly was, what lived inside her. But the blood never lied. She wasn’t what she seemed.

Despite the gravity of the situation, Keegan had felt a stirring of lust rise within him at the sight of her, blindsiding him with its unexpected force. It had simply been too long since he’d gotten laid, something he’d have to remedy soon. Didn’t have anything to do with the woman. It couldn’t.

After all, she might very well be dead by the end of the day. Because if he received the order, he’d have to kill her.

He fished his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and called his brother. As expected, Taeg answered on the first ring. Skipping the useless chatter, he said, “I’ve got an eye on the target.”

“That’s perfect.” Even over the phone, the relief in Taeg’s voice was palpable. “What now?”

“As soon as she’s alone, I’ll grab her.”

“You don’t think Mammon has managed to find her yet, do you?”

Keegan gave a short laugh. “If he had, he would’ve taken her already. Waiting’s not his style.”

“Yeah, right,” Taeg muttered. “Don’t I know it?”

“I’ll keep you posted.” He hung up without waiting for a reply.

Even though he couldn’t see her from this vantage point, he wasn’t worried about losing her. Not after he’d tagged her scent. He closed his eyes and inhaled, giving himself over to his sense of smell. Sorting through the various odors he’d picked up—the rich aroma of coffee, the ashy smell of a discarded cigarette, the pungent stench of rotting food—he discarded them, one by one.

Yes. There she was. Her scent was unique. Like strawberries and cream. Something he’d tried only recently and discovered he loved.

Would she taste just as sweet?

Shit. What was he thinking? She wasn’t a potential lay, but a dangerous and powerful weapon. Maybe even the enemy. He’d do well to remember that.