I’m very pleased to welcome Aurelia T. Evans to my blog today – she’s all kinds of wonderful and her first Sanctuary novel, Winter Howl, is one of my absolute favourites in the erotic genre. Check out the excerpt from Cry Wolf, which is book two, at the end of the interview.
1) Tell us a little bit about yourself. What do you enjoy writing, and why?
I’m in my late twenties now and still trying to figure out what to do in life, but for the last two years or so, I made the complete and utter commitment to write as much as possible until I’m thirty. Then, it’ll probably be so engrained in me that I’ll have to continue at this pace forever, although I’d like to add a little bit of a social life in there somewhere.
In my spare spare time, I watch a lot of bad horror movies, read good horror novels, and enjoy baking—but not cooking so much. I make jewelry here and there, although my tight writing schedule has pushed that to the side lately. I also have a frappuccino addiction that I’ve been struggling with since college. It probably wouldn’t be so bad if it was just coffee.
I enjoy writing anything supernatural. I prefer to write things that can’t happen to the things that could. I figure if I want to experience something that’s possible in real life, I could do that myself rather than write about it. Also, writing from a supernatural angle tends to help you address the real life issues in roundabout and far more entertaining ways.
2) Your Sanctuary series is set in/around a no-kill dog shelter. Are dogs close to your heart, and do you own any?
You know, it’s a funny thing. I’m a cat lady to the bone, which is why cats also trail around the sanctuary and why Kelly from Cry Wolf has a meaningful relationship with a cat. However, I do like dogs, especially larger dogs, and of my family’s pets, one of them is a dog. We call her Padfoot.
It’s kind of like I’m a vampire girl, but I’ve been writing about werewolves. Go figure.
The Sanctuary trilogy was inspired by the Cat House in the Kings, with a twist of Cesar Millan.
3) What is it about werewolves that makes you want to write about them?
I have a theory that vampires and werewolves are supernatural palliatives for control freaks.
When you’re drawn to vampires, either through reading or writing, it’s because you want to cede control to someone else. The vampire is cold, in control, and usually has some kind of mesmerism to take control from you in order to give you the oblivion and pleasure of his or her bite. You’re not responsible, you’re just responsive. It’s very liberating, in its own way.
When you’re drawn to werewolves, it’s because you want to lose control, which is also liberating. The werewolf is hot, wild, and they just let loose, letting everything out and doing whatever they want to do, allowing themselves to feel pleasure in any way they like without shame.
I’m double the control freak, because I write about both.
4) The first book in the series, Winter Howl, was pretty dark in places. Will Cry Wolf go down similar roads?
Oh, absolutely. I don’t think I can write stories without going down the dark paths. I’m a horror writer at heart, and even when the story I write isn’t specifically of the horror genre, it comes out nonetheless.
When you write about supernatural predators who consider humans to be prey, it’s hard not to sink into the moral shadows. So even though Kelly and Malcolm don’t eat people, the other werewolves in the story have no problem with it, and there’s some tension there, because they’re likable people. Plus, there’s a charismatic cult leader who’s also a witch as powerful as Kelly. That rarely ends well.
5) How similar are your protagonists for the two books? Which character did you enjoy writing about more?
At first glance, Renee from Winter Howl and Kelly from Cry Wolf are completely different people. Renee is a small, shy, timid young woman with agoraphobia and some other mental issues, although she has much more confidence inside her dog sanctuary than outside of it. Kelly, on the other hand, has buckets of sexual confidence, no issues with nudity, and has quite a pain fetish. That’s before you add the fact that she’s a werewolf, whereas Renee is human—plus Kelly is also a damn powerful elemental witch with additional prophetic and psychic abilities.
In a line, Renee feels she has no power and Kelly feels she has too much.
However, they’re two sides of the same coin, which is why Kelly makes for a good middle book before ending the trilogy on Renee. Both of them are control freaks themselves to the point, perhaps, of pathology. Renee needs absolute control or else she panics, which accounts for the bulk of her agoraphobia and how important Grant was to her in making her lose control back in Winter Howl. But Kelly needs absolute control to keep her magic reined in, because otherwise she could really hurt people. She compares herself to a bomb, that’s how bad it is. And in her case, being a werewolf actual helped her gain control over her magic, because the wolf is strong enough to hold it.
So in the end, they’re really more alike than they realize, which is why they get along so well. Renee’s harmless crush on Kelly probably accounts for some of it. I think if I had to pick which one I liked writing better, Kelly was an amazing character to slip into. I think I have too much in common with Renee to get as much joy out of writing her, although I wouldn’t write her if I didn’t enjoy writing her. Kelly was just so much freer, so even the writing was less restrained.
6) What are you working on now?
That’s a loaded question. Everything?
I have a demonic circus series in the works, which is the result of my experiment to see whether erotic horror romance was possible. I think I succeeded, but it’s…well, the darkness runs a lot darker and deeper than anything I’ve written so far.
At the present, I’m working on another dark vampire serial that’s the latest incarnation of a story I’ve been writing since I was ten. Cross your fingers that this is the final one.
And once I finish the serial, I’ll start editing my urban fantasy, gothic erotic romance novel with gargoyles, demons, and stone angels. I plan to write in that world again, so maybe it’s a series? I’m not sure yet.
Then, through to this summer I’ll be working on putting out my first self-published novel, a dark supernatural erotic novel with a girl enslaved into a geek guy’s fantasy. I’m more terrified by the self-publishing process than the magical villain at the moment.
After that, who knows?
Thanks so much for having me, Amy! It’s been a pleasure.
After recently being transformed against his will, Malcolm—one of the Sanctuary residents—wants nothing more than to shed his werewolf skin and return to his shapeshifter pack. Kelly tries to help him accept his new wolf nature, but then some of the shapeshifters discover Salvation, an organization that claims to cure magical hybrids. Kelly has long since made peace with lycanthropy, which tempers her volatile magic, but when Malcolm begs Kelly to accompany him for one last attempt to resume his old life, she agrees for his sake.
Upon arriving at Salvation, however, the already shaky balance of her life becomes even more tenuous, forcing Kelly to decide which part of herself, wolf or witch, she loves—or fears—more.
Surprised laughter bubbled up out of her, but it was cut short by Malcolm’s tongue on the pulse point under her ear.
“I’m so many different kinds of hungry right now,” he murmured. “I’m not sure which is which.”
Kelly slid her hands up his arms and encircled his shoulders. “You really want to apologize to me?”
“Absolutely,” he replied, smiling against her collarbone.
“Anything I want?” she asked after a little hesitation.
Malcolm pulled back, a line between his eyebrows, but he nodded. “Anything you want. Although now I’m nervous.”
“You should be.” A growl purred through her in warning. “It may not be like anything you’ve had before, but I promise it’ll be worth it in the end.”
“Really nervous,” he added.
“Before we start,” Kelly said, nudging him back to the bedroom, “did I get the right vibe that you sometimes don’t have sex with just Ki?”
Malcolm actually blushed, deep red over his cheeks and ears. It was adorable.
“What?” Kelly poked him in the ribs.
“What exactly are you asking? Because it hasn’t been anything more than just…” He couldn’t even say it, just brought her hand to his cock, which had begun to show interest. “But before I came to the sanctuary, I… I’m not sure I want to talk about it.”
Kelly stroked him a few times, enjoying the weight of him in her hand. She had to release him, but she would have plenty of fun with it soon.
“That’s okay, you don’t have to tell me anything,” Kelly said, patting his cheek. “I just wanted to know if you’d already experienced what I have planned for you.”
Malcolm’s eyes went wide. “Are you serious?”
Kelly raised her hand, palm facing his chest, and pushed him flying onto the bed.
His brow furrowed. “I don’t know.”
“Honey, I don’t do safe words. If you want me to stop, you tell me to stop. But you owe me an apology.” Kelly stalked him from halfway down the trailer hall and put her hands on the door frame. “Do you trust me?”
Malcolm craned his neck to stare at her in the evening light coming through the window and the skylight. She’d kept the blinds open. Anyone could look in and see them in all their naked glory in a world that wasn’t quite as free as the sanctuary.
“Yes,” he replied breathlessly. “I trust you.” He smiled to show that he wasn’t downright terrified. “Do your worst.”
“Oh, you don’t want my worst. This isn’t anywhere near that,” Kelly said, entering the bedroom. One step brought her shins against the bed.
She snapped her fingers and the bottom drawer under her small closet opened. Metal restraints flew out to wrap around his wrists and ankles, connecting to the four sides of the bed frame that had been altered in order to accommodate them.
If anyone in her original wolf pack had sneaked into her trailer and opened the toy drawer, they would have assumed that the restraints were for David to tie her down. Naturally, a big, bad alpha like David would want Kelly at his mercy, although real bondage was pretty useless on Kelly, since she could pull them apart with her mind.
Back in those days, though, Kelly would close the blinds and strap David down. That had been their secret, and David might have tried to kill her if she had shared that with the pack—not that she’d ever had a desire to.
Kelly flexed her fingers as she imagined doing some of those things again. There had been a lot of things wrong with her relationship with David. This hadn’t been one of them.
Malcolm lay back, trying to appear calm. Kelly climbed on the bed and crawled between his spread-eagled legs. She ran her fingers through the light fur on his thighs and smiled when the muscles twitched.
“Relax, honey,” she purred, smoothing her hand up his abdomen and over his chest before leaning down to take his lower lip between her teeth.
Cry Wolf is currently available on pre-release at a discount at Totally Bound, in all ebook formats. The book will be released to other online retailers (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, etc.) on 28th March.
About the Author
Aurelia T. Evans is a hopefully up-and-coming erotica write with a penchant for horror and the supernatural. She’s had short stories featured in Amber Dawn’s Fist of the Spider Woman, Kristina Wright’s Fairy Tale Lust, and Mitzi Szereto’s Thrones of Desire. Her first novel about shapeshifters, werewolves, and the woman who loves them, Winter Howl, debuted November 2012. The sequel, Cry Wolf, was released February 2014 at Totally Bound, and will be available in wide release on March 28, 2014.