In the Author Spotlight & Contest


Tracey H. Kitts




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AL: Hi Tracey! Thanks for being In the Author Spotlight this week.

TK: Glad to be here, thanks for having me.

AL: So, tell us what’s happening with you.

TK: Well at the moment, besides writing (I’m always writing). I’m playing Star Wars: The Force Unleashed. LOL I know, I know, I never grew out of video games. Hopefully I never will. I’m working on my TBR pile of books, which continues to grow and I’ve been doing a little modeling for a friend of mine, which was loads of fun.

AL: Wolves in space…paranormal bleeding into Sci-fi. Tell us more about Lilith Mercury Werewolf Hunter Series.

TK: Well, it’s not exactly wolves in space, but I suppose there are a few out there. The series begins with Red. In book one we learn that lycanthropy, the werewolf virus was engineered as a biological weapon on the planet Terra. This is where the whole story starts with a very brief sum up given by Lilith.

Some werewolves fled to Earth and The Hunters (an organization created to control the lycan population) followed.

Beyond that the story follows Lilith as she grows as both a woman and a Hunter. She has lots of tough decisions to make and she doesn’t always make the right one. But that’s what makes her still somewhat human to me and easier to relate to.

AL: Is this going to be an ongoing series?

TK: Absolutely. I have already written through book six and outlined through book ten. That doesn’t mean there won’t be more, that’s just as far as I’ve gotten.

AL: I noticed on your website that you have made a declaration that 10% of all your royalties for every book you write will go to St. Judes. That’s a wonderful thing and a great example of philanthropy. If I’m not prying too much, why is this organization so close to your heart?

TK: It’s hard to explain really. Well, maybe hard isn’t the right word. It just breaks my heart to think of children suffering. If I could spare anyone pain, it would be a child. I do what I can where I can. Like you say, it’s just close to my heart.

AL: What is the strangest source of writing inspiration you’ve ever had?

TK: Hmmm, that’s a good one. I have lots of strange sources. LOL I’m a strange person. But probably the weirdest was years ago. I was taking night classes at the time and on my way home (on a full moon) a large leaf, I think it was maple or something, blew across my windshield. I had to pull over to the side of the road and jot down my thoughts. It inspired me to write a short story, The Crow Lady, which was published later that year in a local anthology.

AL: What was the first book you ever wrote? Do you still have it? Is it published?

TK: The first novel I ever wrote was Red, book one in the Lilith Mercury Series.

AL: Can you describe yourself in 3 sentences or less?

TK: I don’t make excuses for who I used to be. I’m not afraid of who I am. I aspire to be more than I have become.

AL: Your Empress of the Space Station, describe your perfect man.

TK: Data. LOL Seriously, I’m a Trekkie and I’ve always had such a thing for Data.

AL: What favorite movie; or T.V. show makes you hunker down on the sofa and settle in for the night?

TK: Dexter. It’s gruesome, but severely addictive. I can’t wait for season four to start.

AL: You have just won five thousand dollars! But...you have to spend it all today. What will you buy?

TK: Hmm. If I had to spend it all today I’d pay some bills and give some to charity.

AL: Please share a favorite quote with us.

TK: To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come – William Shakespeare

AL: Thank you so much Tracey for sharing with us today.

TK: You’re very welcome. Thanks again for having me.

AL: If you'd like to find out more about Tracey and her books please visit:
http://www.traceyhkitts.com



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The time has come for Lilith to make a decision about the wolf pack and its leader the super sexy wolf king, Marco Barak. Will she become his queen and help him lead the pack? And if she does, where does that leave her relationship with Dracula?


EXCERPT:

“I warned you,” he breathed against my ear. “Allowing me such access can be very dangerous.”

He had not moved, however, his voice seemed to float from one ear to the other, tickling along my skin. Alek knew this trick too, but Alek wasn’t this sexy.

“I assure you, I am not trying to seduce you. In fact, I am withholding a great deal of my power. If I were to desire it, I could capture your mind,” he whispered. His voice flowed over me once again and I broke the contact, mentally and physically.

We were once again on the couch in my sitting room, and I was no longer touching Dracula. I looked around and realized by how much the candles had melted that we had been in contact for quite a while.

“Do not be afraid,” he said calmly.

I was already less apprehensive when his voice didn’t try to make love to me anymore.

“I would never take advantage of your invitation,” he said reasonably. “It takes practice to resist me.” He smiled and just that subtle curve of lips set me on fire.

“Well, I’ll work on it,” I panted.

“Perhaps it is the lack of sex,” he said. After the look I gave him he added, “Or perhaps it is none of my business.”

When I rose from the couch he followed me into the kitchen. My craving for chocolate had been eliminated, but I was dying of thirst. I could feel his eyes on me as I walked toward the refrigerator.

“Thank you,” he said softly. “I really do appreciate what you did. I know it seems a simple thing to be able to taste chocolate, but it is a pleasure I have long been denied.”

I turned back to him as I said, “I thought vampires lost their taste for food. Or, I should say their desire.”

He laughed. “You believe that? We all have things we miss. To some it might be wine, which I was also fond of, to others it might be a nice rare steak. The point is, we remember what it was like to experience these things. The ones who say how wonderful it is to be vampire and how they do not miss the human element are full of shit.”

Dracula followed me back into the sitting room while I laughed at his comment. Another thought occurred to me then. “Why did you come here tonight?”

I lit a few more candles around the room while I waited for his reply.

“Do I need a reason to see my partner?”

“No,” I answered with a smile, “But you always have one.”

“Yes.” He smiled and it made his eyes sparkle in a different way than his usual wicked grin. “I came to invite you to the opening of my club.”

Dracula had neglected to tell me when he began construction on his nightclub; however, I had heard it on the news. I just assumed he was waiting to surprise me once it was completed. I was right.

“I was wondering when you planned to tell me about that,” I said, as I took a water bottle from the fridge.

“My deepest apologies.” He smiled as he removed a small ivory envelope from his shirt. “I wanted to wait until it was finished before I mentioned it to you. Please do not think I have left you out. Yours is the first invitation I have extended, and the only one I will personally deliver.”

“Thank you,” I said as I took the envelope.

“Will you be coming?”

Another question with a double meaning.

“Yes, I’ll be there. I wouldn’t miss it.”

He smiled and I was once again grateful to have eyes.

“I have another surprise for you,” he said. “But this one I will save for opening night.”

My heart fluttered unpleasantly. I didn’t like waiting for anything. I also didn’t enjoy anticipation of some unknown event. For example, if someone says, “we need to talk,” I practically cringe on cue.

He read my expression. “It is not an unpleasant surprise, my angel,” he said softly. And then he kissed me. His lips were suddenly on mine and I couldn’t refuse him. Honestly, I didn’t want to. His kiss was unexpected and welcome. It was like being given a present you hadn’t expected. Dracula had had years to practice, and his kiss could be considered a work of art. He touched the right places, inspired the correct emotion. It was a dance, just as surely as if we were on a dance floor, and I responded. I let myself enjoy it thoroughly before I pulled away.

“You should go,” I whispered.

“Have I done something wrong?”

“It’s the wrong time of the month,” I lied.

“For whom?” he replied sarcastically.

“Go home, Vlad,” I said more firmly.

“As you wish.” He bowed slightly and headed for the door.

I followed him, and as he stepped onto the porch I couldn’t resist saying, “I’ll be thinking about you.”

“Be careful that you do not think too hard. You might slip into my mind. My mind is like a comfortable silk robe, easy to get into. But if you are not careful, you cannot untie the belt to remove it.”

“Oh, I don’t think we’ll be removing any belts this evening,” I teased.

And with that, I gently closed the door on his smiling face.

I wasn’t lying when I said I would be thinking about him. In fact, several hours later, I fell asleep thinking about him. But, I consoled myself by saying that I was only thinking. I would never cheat on Marco. Dracula had initiated the kiss, and that was not my fault. Although, I had enjoyed it. But let’s be honest, who wouldn’t enjoy a kiss from Dracula?

As I felt myself drifting closer toward theta brain waves, I continued to think about Dracula to avoid thinking about Peter. I didn’t want to have sad dreams, and I didn’t want to wake Alek and ask him to give me another dream. He had gone to bed before Dracula arrived, saying he didn’t feel well, and I wanted to let him rest.

So with visions of vampires dancing in my head, I finally fell asleep. This was a mistake.


Original Sin is part of a series with reoccurring characters. However, each book has a different plot and can stand on its own.To purchase Original Sin, click here: http://www.newconceptspublishing.com/originalsin.htm