As is the House's custom we have a very special guest that's waiting back stage to surprise Tyler with the reading of an excerpt from her book. We've got Tyler locked securely in the green room backstage, so I'm going to ask her surprise to come out here for a moment...
I see you've done your homework, Matt. Yes, Tyler is Robin's pen name. Just like I'm one of three pen names for my alter ego Tammy Dennings Maggy.
Does Tyler have any idea I'm here today? I mean she's not going to faint or anything is she? I'm excited about meeting her and if I faint too, whose gonna catch us?
(Matt smiles devilishly and the crowd goes wild. I shake my head and wave them off.) Now shush everyone! Tyler is back stage waiting. Let's not tip her off to her surprise. And Matt, you know I'll catch both of you, but I do have some hot stage hands who will be right there to catch all of us if need be. Now grab your drink and scoot back stage so I can bring Tyler out.
(Matt takes the schooner of the House brew from the bar maid and darts behind the curtain just as the spotlight hits the center stage) Put your hands together and let's give a big Taboo welcome to one of my fellow authors and friends Tyler Robbins!
I wanted to make a good impression for my first appearance here. Well, my book cover has been here at Taboo, but it's the first time I get to sit next to you on this stage. Thank you for having me today.
I've been wanting to have you on this stage for some times now but you've been holed up writing this new book. How about we start with one of my favorite questions? Do you listen to music while you write and if so, do you have specific types of music for each scene?
This is one of those aspects of writing that always changes for me. A while back, I kept the TV tuned to classical music so I could feel the emotion in every note and translate it into the mood and settings of the story, but lately total silence has been just the ticket.
Two recent stories, one which will release in May and the other, a current WIP, were actually inspired by songs. This doesn’t happen often, but I’ve discovered that my muse thrives best when the emotion is already present because of feelings a song might have stirred in me.
Tell us about the different types of characters you like to write about? Why are these types so appealing to you?
When it comes to M/M romance, both or all of my male characters must be masculine in their own way, or at the very least, formidable. That’s the type of man I’m attracted to as well, so my tastes might skew the process just a little. As long as none of the characters can be easily emasculated or jammed into a stereotype, I can connect with them.
They must be strong-willed and definitely have a little smart-assed humor and/or deviousness in their personality.
A very old vampire had set out during WWII to create the perfect soldier by splicing vampire DNA with other genetic materials, which resulted in disaster.
Fast forward to the conflicts today, where soldiers are ripe for the picking in the Middle East, and the same vampire, along with one of his mutated creatures, is wreaking havoc, leaving a bloody mess behind.
One of these new “soldiers” transcends the bite of the original abomination which has resulted in the creation of a vampire hybrid…the perfect soldier they’d set out to create decades ago.
The only problem is that this Navy SEAL is pissed and plans to end anyone and everything involved with his creation as a hybrid…and he just may succeed!
OMG, Tyler! You really know how to get to me. A Navy SEAL? Vampires and vampire hybrids? When and where does this story take place?
Immortal Thirst takes place in Houston, Texas and is quite contemporary.
Who are the heroes and what drives them?
This story has three heroes; Tristan, Gauge and Caleb.
Tristan’s motivation comes from something deep inside, an appetite he’s been trying to placate for decades. If he doesn’t find it, he’s certain to lose his mind.
Gauge is motivated by vengeance, but he’s also in need of a release as well, that he’s sure will never come.
Caleb’s only goal in life is to appease his master, Tristan, the vampire who created him. His loyalty knows no end, even if it includes pleasing Gauge as well.
What obstacles will they encounter in this story?
All three men have internal struggles, but a common enemy that none suspected, will bind them all together for good.
What are you working on now?
Currently, I am working on another southern-themed, military, M/M story titled, Aftermath. This one involves two aspects of war I have yet to tackle; Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), and a sibling’s inability to deal with the loss of his only brother who’s been killed in action in Afghanistan.
What’s coming soon?
I will have a new M/M Texas-style book release in May, maybe even sooner if the stars line up right.
This story is titled, A Beautiful Lie and might be a tear jerker for some. Here’s a little something about that:
Jesse Reagan has had more than his share of tragedy, and he may have been dealt another blow when, once again, cancer threatens the sister who raised him. Faced with the possibility of being left behind, Jesse vows to care for her young son, though he’s not convinced he can.
When Trip Cantrell returns to town, he’s blindsided the instant he’s reunited with his kid brother’s lifelong friend, Jesse. His inability to find happiness in the years he’s been gone, suddenly makes sense. Love’s been waiting at home all along.
Of course, it won’t be all peaches and cream…they’re in for a lot of torture for sure!
Vampire, Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side. Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.
Gauge, an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.
A remarkable bond is quickly formed between the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy threatens to destroy it all.
Will they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying their kind’s immortal thirst?
Gauge cautiously entered a spacious loft with high vaulted ceilings and a dining room table filled with an assortment of food. To the right, he spotted a black, leather sofa with a very handsome and very naked man sprawled across it.
Gauge’s cock instantly twitched, his proclivity toward men revealing itself through his physical reaction.
“Hope you’re hungry.” Tristan’s voice resonated from the far left of the vast room.
Gauge’s gaze drifted away from the naked man and settled to where Tristan knelt at the foot of a chaise-lounge, intently suckling the inner thigh of yet another man.
The erotic moans of Tristan’s live meal filled the room, further stiffening Gauge’s shaft. Unsure what he should do, Gauge stepped back, only to be met by Caleb who handed him a glass of scotch. “Please, help yourself to whatever appeals to you.”
Dizzying thoughts danced in his mind. Which appetite should he satisfy first? This was new territory, far beyond the realms of even his vivid imagination. Should he indulge his physical hunger, his sexual needs, or neither, and keep his first day on the job strictly business?
“Perhaps he’s a watcher.” Caleb brushed past him as he strolled toward the lone man on the sofa.
Gauge drew in a deep breath to steady his spiraling nerves. “You feed right out in the open?”
Tristan ran his tongue up the length of the human’s cock then smiled. “They have no objections.” He then pricked his wrist with the tip of a pointy fang and allowed a few crimson drops to coat the lips of his quarry.
The man licked the blood, and his pupils immediately dilated.
“They drink from you?” Gauge swallowed hard, still trying to keep his wits about him.
“They give me the gift of an existence without pain. I give them unimaginable pleasure.” Tristan then kissed the man and returned to feasting upon his inner thigh.
Gauge glanced over at Caleb, who stood before the other man with his pants unzipped, gazing down intently as the man eagerly sucked his cock. Caleb’s hips rolled with the motion of the man’s bobbing head.
Caleb eyed Gauge with a smug grin. “He’s really good.”
Gauge licked his lips and wandered back toward the table where he blindly reached for a chair and took a seat. His heart pounded, and his cock pulsed. So fucking hot.
He’d been to clubs featuring group sex in back rooms, and had even participated once, but that was a long time ago and blood definitely hadn’t been involved. The erotic way Tristan fed only excited him more.
Gauge’s prick pressed tight against his jeans, and he fought the urge to jack off.
Tristan licked blood from his lips, nudged his partner to the side and joined him on the lounger. He skimmed his fingers across the man’s stomach, enough to make him shudder, but his seductive gaze remained locked on Gauge. “A ghastly sight, isn’t it?”
Gauge swallowed hard, his head booming from the erotic shock of it all. “Not at all.”
With speed too fast to measure, Tristan stood before him, his cock wet and stiff, smelling of sex and the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, an aroma Gauge recognized. “I suppose you’ve seen worse than a vampire fucking his meal?”
“Much worse.” That’s the understatement of the year.
Gauge tried not to dwell on the images which flashed through his mind. The macabre memory of flames reaching far above the rooftops of the small village where they’d burned the decapitated bodies of innocent victims and the vampires who had murdered them. The memory of diesel fuel mixed with the putrid stench of singeing hair and roasting skin Gauge thought would be embedded in his brain forever, also sneaked out from the recesses of his mind where he’d safely tucked them away.
He shot up from the chair, overwhelmed and uncertain of what was worse, the haunting memories of the massacre, or how easily the thought of fucking this sexy vampire appealed to his body and mind, so much stronger than his desire to kill him.
Tristan eased closer and inhaled deeply, then turned his attention to the other vampire. “Caleb, take them away.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Gauge saw Caleb step back immediately followed by the snapping sound of fingers. “You heard my master. Let’s take this party on the road, boys.”
Gauge’s muscles tensed as he resisted reaching out and wrapping Tristan’s long hair around his fist and fucking him like there was no tomorrow.
As the door closed behind them, Tristan ran his hand down Gauge’s arm. “Kathryn told you, didn’t she?”
Gauge drew in a deep breath. “Not sure what you mean, Sir.”
“She told you how I came to be a vampire. How she plucked me quite literally from the brink of death and how my need for sex is the only thing to rival my thirst for blood.”
“She told me you had a way about you I’d possibly relate to.” Gauge understood now. Kathryn’s recommendation included benefits Gauge had never imagined.
There you have it folks! Matt, come up here and visit with Tyler for a few minutes before we retire to the private room I have set up for us to continue celebrating. Thank you all for coming tonight. Make sure you get your copy of this delish book today. Here are the links.
Where to Find Tyler
Don't forget to follow Tyler over to Sassy Vixen Publishing on Monday March 11th for Oh My! Monday. There she'll reveal another excerpt and more about herself.
Until next time
~Lia
WOW!! Thanks so much for wrangling Matt Barr here today!! I can just picture him on the History Channel's, Hatfield's and McCoy's series wearing nothing but his long-johns...the old fashioned kind with the "flap".
ReplyDeleteOh my, he sure is dreamy!! What a privilege!!
My daughter is going to be sooo jealous!!
I can't wait to get him in the back room and have him read more excerpts... I hope they have ice back there. I think we're gonna need it!!
Lia has an entire spread of food and beverage in the private party area so there will be no reason to leave at all while Matt reads the whole book to you!
DeleteWe loved the excerpt and can't wait for the second one on Sassy Vixen on Monday. Our other alter ego begged to be the one to host you. Stephanie may not write erotic romance but she loves to read them!