Meet
Zeara—zoologist, crime solver, and crazy cat lady. Throw a literate panther and
a sexy detective into the mix and watch the trouble ensue.
People didn’t just happen to “drop by for
a visit” at midnight. Whoever was on the other side of that door either had a
good reason, one that she probably didn’t want to hear, or would wish they had
once she finished tearing them apart.
Dr. Zeara Faxfire and her side-kick cat,
Magic, are on the case when a panther is discovered during a police
investigation of a missing boy. The fact the panther can write is only slightly
scarier than Zeara's attraction to Detective Markovich. Add a little magic,
some mayhem, and scientific proof of the paranormal, and she ends up knee-deep
in trouble. Can she find the missing boy, solve the riddle of the panther, and
face her own past before time runs out? Or will the only way to give everyone a
happy ending come at the expense of the job she loves?
Excerpt:
"Mom?" Magic
brushed his head against her shin before he stared up at her. It was obvious he
was picking up on her body language, and she was throwing off some serious
vibes of discomfort.
"Nothing, baby,
I'm fine." She smiled down at him as she inserted her keys into the door
lock. A static pop shot up her arm and the world around her turned bright.
Emotions, sensations, and pictures flooded her mind in a great tsunami that caused
her to struggle for breath.
Open
yer heart and yer mind. Let the seal release its bind.
The whispered words in an exotic accent sent shivers up her spine as they
echoed in her head.
Purple, red, and blue
vied for dominance at coloring her perception. Visions of creatures—things—that she had no word for flashed
at her. Teeth, feral yellow eyes glowing,
danger! The flash of metal, moonlight gleaming, butterfly wings fluttering
lazily.
Regardless of how hard
Zeara tried, she couldn't sort through them and catalogue them fast enough. The
one thing that stuck out the most was the complete knowledge that none of these
thoughts she was experiencing were hers. Stop!
I can't take anymore. Too much.
When the world around
her had calmed and cleared, she found herself on her knees on the porch. Magic
was shoving his face into hers, his cries high-pitched and frantic. Her stomach
churned and bile rose in her throat, tasting bitter and gritty.
"What...the...fuck...was
that?" Zeara panted as she uncurled her arms from around herself. When had
she dropped down into this position? When had she wrapped her arms around
herself like she was staving off a horrible chill?
She raised her gaze to
stare at her keys still dangling from the lock of her door. Did she dare touch
them? What if whatever had happened, happened again?
This
is utter bullshit. I'm just exhausted and my mind is playing tricks on me. It's
all because of Jake's mumbo jumbo crap that I'm hallucinating like this.
With a stubborn set to
her jaw, Zeara stood once more and, after only a slight hesitation, she grasped
her keys. Once more the sensations enveloped her, though they were less
invasive this time. Voices cried out around her, begging for her attention,
though they sounded distant and muffled. Images plowed through her, arousing
emotions that her brain insisted weren't hers. After a few moments she was able
to force them into some semblance of a cohesive sequence.
A
woman, her features sculpted and exotic-looking, stood before Zeara. Her hand
was imposed over Zeara's own, clasping the door handle. Her eyes were closed
and her mouth moved in a steady motion that reminded Zeara of chanting. When
she opened her eyes to stare directly at Zeara, they flashed the same bright
purple that was streaked in her dark hair.
"The
Hidden World has chosen you. Wake up, hearth woman." The words echoed loudly
and invaded Zeara's ears long after the woman's lips had stopped moving. It
reminded her of watching a badly dubbed movie. Except a movie didn't freak her
out this badly.
A ripping noise filled
the atmosphere and the air was sucked from Zeara's lungs. She gasped and tried
desperately to gain a breath, but it was like a vacuum was pulling her lungs
inside out.
"Stop it!"
Her scream jarred the world around her, and the sensations that were assaulting
her ceased immediately. Panting, Zeara surveyed her surroundings as she tried
to make heads or tails out of what had just happened.
Magic was crouched at
her feet, his fur standing completely on end. His eyes were wide with fear as
he stared up at her.
"I know exactly
how you feel," Zeara whispered.
1. How did you start
writing erotic romance?
I started
penning it in 2009 when my husband first joined the Navy. I needed something to
fill my time while he was away at sea.
2. Plotter or
pantster?
A little of
both, to be sure. I plot the major events of the story, then sit down to write
and let it all connect on its own.
3. What are
three things you have on your writing desk?
My cup of
iced tea, a statue of the Egyptian goddess Bast, and a black cat vase full of
peacock feathers.
4. Favorite
food?
Chicken,
cubed and simmered in long grain and wild rice. It's so decadent.
5. Tell us a
little about your new release. What character in the book really spoke to you?
Panthers and Precincts is the debut of the Faxfire Series which can be categorized as a
paranormal thriller/urban fantasy/paranormal romance/paranormal mystery all in
one. The character who speaks the most to me is Zeara (the MC.) She and I share
a great deal of personality and routines.
6. I write
because ____... if I didn't, my insanity would be more evident to the world.
7. What is
your favorite type of character to write about?
The kind who
have suffered great pain emotionally, but who continue to fight the world
despite the scars on their souls.
8. What is
the sexiest scene you ever wrote?
The sexiest
scene I ever wrote was not for this book. Panthers
is actually rather tame. The sexiest scene I ever wrote would honestly be for Red as a Rose, my paranormal take on Red Riding Hood.
9. What advice
would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?
I highly
recommend a crit partner or beta reader. However, be sure the person is someone
who actually has experience in the field if you don't. You don't need a yes
man, you need a true partner who feels comfortable giving you honest
input...though the occasional pat on the back is still acceptable.
10. What is
next on your writerly horizon?
My story, Last Kiss, is featured in the My Bloody Valentine anthology releasing
February 14th. Wolves and
Warrants, book 2 in the series, is set to release in April. I also have a
print release schedule for Panthers and
Precincts in May.
Thank you for having me! I really appreciate being allowed
to stop at your blog. ~ D. F. Krieger
About the author:
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When D. F. Krieger was banned
from writing contests at her school, she immediately set it in her head that
she would become a professional writer. Since then, she has thrown away her
plans of world domination through books, but she still enjoys writing. Her
tastes run from classy urban witches to dragons, space pirates to shape
shifters. By the time she pens her final book with a hand ravaged by age, she
hopes to introduce her readers to many alternate worlds, lines of thinking, and
captivating characters.
You can find D. F. on the East
Coast, hiding away from the real world with a gleam in her eye and a plot in
her head. She resides with her husband, kids, and pets; who all kindly put up
with her random bouts of laughter (over things she can't explain) and journal
collecting fetish.
You can also visit her website: www.dfkrieger.com to learn about what she's writing, what she already has out, and what
crazy stuff she puts on her blog.
Social links:
Website: dfkrieger.com
Official Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/D-F-Krieger/177107165643929
Faxfire Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/FaxfireSeries
Buy Links:
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