I’ve been married for the last 26 years to my wonderful husband,Roy. We live in my hometown ofNew London,CT.
My writing career began in junior high, around the 7th grade. A fact that my fellow students adored—they often ran pages ‘hot off the presses’ using a mimeograph machine! However, often my little stories got me called down to the Guidance Counselor’s Office to discuss the adultness, the explicitness, and the violence in my stories. While the experience was never pleasant, I was not deterred by the counselors’ worries because their concerns were always tempered with wide-eyed stares, open mouths, and phrases such as; “This is really really good….but….”
I was spurred onward by their feedback and their concern for my well-being although it was unfounded. I had simply discovered Stephen King and Harold Robbins at the same time. It’s stories and genres such as though which eventually led to my ‘writing style’. I enjoy bringing conflict, passion, love, and suspense to unique couples through full-length novels. I’m never one to shy away from the less pleasant things in life. I believe that it is in the Darkness where Character is created, it is determined, and it is defined. My heroes and heroines have their love tested by demons from within and without. As such, my novels are never for the faint of heart but rather for those who like their reading dark, adult, and gritty.
My main genre is ‘Immortal/Mythological Erotic Romance’ (that’s a mouthful, huh?), because I fell in love with the Greek Pantheon in high school and, most especially with Ares. I still adore the Legends of Ares and Aphrodite and I always felt he was a very misunderstood God. He got a bad rap that maybe he didn’t always deserve. I’ve had the pleasure of working with him, off and on, over the last 30 years as a minor and semi-major character in various stories. In my latest series, “OF WAR”, Ares finally has the Starring Role. It’s larger than life. In book #1 The Heart of War an erotic romance/thriller Ares God of War meets Magdalena MacLeod a half-fey half-human woman with whom Ares falls in love. This doesn’t please the other Olympians or her husband, Cernunnos. In book #2 Child of War-A God is Born, Ares and Alena settle down on Olympus to await the birth of their son, Raven. Again, the Olympians aren’t happy. They’re quite the wonderfully Divinely Dysfunctional Family, and I have to admit that they oodles of fun to work with. They really are. In story #3, the short story enhancement Christmas Eve on Olympus the reader gets a glimpse into the first Christmas Eve ever on Mount Olympus. Book #3 (story #4) in the series, Child of War-Rising Son is Raven’s coming of age story. In order to prove toZeus and the others that he is worthy of being an Olympian, and in the hopes of making his Father proud, Raven has been instrumental in bringing about the total collapse of society.
At the heart of the entire series is always the love and relationship between Ares and Alena, the trials and tribulations they face and the ways they weather the blistering storms thrown at them by the Olympians. It’s all about enduring no matter what comes their way…or yours…it’s about holding on and knowing that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. You may not be able to see it yet but it is there. If you just hold on a little longer you’ll see it, a little longer still and you’ll reach it. When you get there, you may be a little worse for wear but you’ll be wiser and stronger than you were before. You may be one of the walking-wounded for a little while, dazed and squinting against the light, but soon you’ll become one of the battle-hardened, walking tall and bearing your scars with pride. You’ll be buying green bananas and making it through another day with ease.
“Child of War-Rising Son”
“War is going to break out any day, Alena, I have to go. I have to make sure this doesn’t happen again and that the wrong people don’t rise to unimaginable power.”
Alena sat back down on the bed. “You’re taking Raven with you, aren’t you?”
“Yes, he’s strong, and he has to see what his deception has brought, his stupidity, and then he has to do what he can to fix this.”
Alena nodded in agreement but her heart was sinking fast. “You’ll be careful, you’ll watch out for him.”
“They can’t hurt us,” Ares assured. “Don’t worry. I’ll come back to the island as often as I can. You and Rose and the women, you’ll be safe there. It’s far from the fighting. Safer than you will be on Olympus with Apollo.” Ares brushed a long silky lock of gray hair behind her ear amazed at her strength and how she was able to stand up to Apollo even with all he’d done to her. How very sweet it must have been for her to knock him like that in front of all of the Olympians. But pissing off Apollo, whose mind was rapidly escaping him, could come with a heavy price. “You’ve made a powerful enemy in him today.”
“Today? Nah, he hated me already.” Alena took his hand and held it to her cheek. “I know you’re right. I’ll be careful and I’ll still worry about you. What kind of Wife would I be if I didn’t worry about my Husband gone off to war?”
“We still have tonight,” Ares said with a hopeful grin, “our last on Olympus and we are worry free.” He watched her smile knowing she thought she’d never hear those words. “We have a grand feast ahead of us, drinking, dancing, plate breaking, and, after that, we have a long night to make love.”
“Feast? Are we having a party?”
“Oh, yes, you have done magnificently today, my Queen.” Ares took the hand holding his to her cheek and brought it to his lips. “You’ve filled me with so much pride I might explode. We’re going to celebrate your victory with much abandon.” He took her hand, pulled her off the bed, and led her down the stairs.
Lisa is giving away an ecopy of HEART OF WAR to one lucky commenter. Do you enjoy mythology & what’s your favorite Pantheon? Greek, Roman, Celtic, Egyptian or one not mentioned? Giveaway ends @12am est 11-14-12.