Jerri: I’d like to welcome Kiki Howell to my blog today. She’s kindly agreed to do an interview. Hi, Kiki. I’d like to thank you for being here.

Let’s start with an obvious question. When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

Kiki: Not sure actually. As far back as I can remember. I have always loved books, and thought it would be so cool to create them, see my name on the cover, etc.

Jerri: I too have always been a book junky. Where do you get your information or ideas for your books?

Kiki: Different places. The most common would be from reading non-fiction Pagan or Wiccan books. The more natural or earthy, to me religions have always held my interest. Most times a simple spell or ritual will explode in my head into an entire story. Other times, I get them from life, being a people watcher or a good listener. When things I hear upset me, things I can’t let go of, then I write them into a story with a happy resolution to make some peace with it. Of course, the paranormal additions just make them more fun to write. 

Jerri: We’re going to have to talk. My current WIP has a Wiccan heroine. Maybe I can pick your brain. Okay, so when you’re not writing what do you like to do?

Kiki: Of course, there is all of that icky housework stuff. But, when I can get out of that, I like to spend time with my family playing games or watching TV. I love to bake for them too. I am an avid reader, and do so every night at least before I go to bed. Then, when time allows, I knit.

Jerri: I’ve tried my hand at knitting. Just never was very good at it. So, I know we both write romantic suspense so what do you think makes a good suspenseful story?

Kiki: Holding back the details until just the right moment. It is almost like writing a story backwards when you are setting up the plot. As the author you know it all, but you have to decide when to reveal what to the reader.  Also, I thing that the suspense elements, whatever they are, they have to take the hero or heroine on a profound journey where they can learn about themselves and grow.

Jerri: Great answer, Kiki! Let’s talk about the characters you create. Is there one that is most/least like you, and in what way(s)?

Kiki: I really don’t know that I can answer this. I think I make my heroines, in their given situations, with their given paranormal gifts, the best of what I would like to be in that situation. The others they come in contact with are usually nothing like me at all. The heroines, well, I don’t know where they come from. They are usually created after the heroine, who can best challenge her or help her.

Jerri: Which of your characters would you most/least want to invite to dinner, and why?

Kiki: In Torn Asunder, Edmund’s mother. She is judgmental and controlling, pushing her ideas down other people’s throats. I am already related to people like this, so no more! LOL

Jerri: I think we all have at least one of those relatives. To wrap things up, can you share a little of your current work with us?

Kiki: I would love to. 

Torn Asunder 

Kiki Howell spins a wonderful tale of passion, magic, betrayal, and a love that conquers all. Enjoy.”  ~NY Times Bestselling Author, Hannah Howell

Blurb: Aubrey Griffen is a witch whose true reasons for coming to London soon fall to the wayside when she catches the eye of Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury.  He seduces her into a whirlwind romance until the lies and threats of his mother force her to flee to Triaill Brimuir, a secret island of her ancestors off the coast of Ireland. Edmund goes after her only to be hit by Aubrey’s confusion and anger when she magically transforms him into an elemental beast of her own creation.   

 

However, it is when Edmund’s lust mysteriously turns him back into a man that the couple are forced to deal with a family secret and untold of powers.  Now, Edmund must learn to shift himself into the beast in order to save her in a battle of black verses white magic. 

 

Fraught with scenes of explicit intimacy, romantic spells and mystical shapeshifting, Torn Asunder is a unique blending of the age of manners with sexual magic.

 

Genres: Historical (Regency), Paranormal (Witches & Shifters), Erotic Romance

Adult Content Warnings: Explicit Graphic Language, Violence

 

Novel Coming January 14th, 2011  in eBook and Trade Paperback online at all major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Romance Ebooks, etc. or purchase at Excessica Publishing.

Author Website http://www.kikihowell.com

 

More Advanced Praise for Torn Asunder:

Kiki Howell I feel has a major hit on her hands with Torn Asunder. I was so glued to this book that I was up til 4AM reading it, and mind you, I had to be up at 7AM to see my kiddies off to school….lol. I was just so captivated by the story of Aubrey and her love Edmund. They are drawn together by an unseen force that unites this couple body and soul. You would think that would be a good book to read but lets add witches, shapeshifting, white and black magic, a despicable mother, and a malevolent father to the mix. That is the story I had the very great pleasure of reading. It seemed at every turn our fated couple had more than there fair share of obstacles to over come…In between all the chaos our couple must endure is the most breath taking love story. Think Romeo and Juliet without them both dying at the end….lol. Their hearts and minds are linked for all time by an unforeseen connection that real couples only dream of. After reading this story you truly believe in soul mates and that love conquers all. On a scale of 1-10 I give this book a 10 and encourage everyone 18 and over to get a copy of this book and fall under Aubrey and Emund’s spell. It is so worth the ride.  ~5 out of 5 Stars,  Review by Raquel Vega-Grieder for Sinfully Tasty Reads

 

 “Torn Asunder is what a Regency novel should be.  Prior to this book, I have never had a historical romance keep my interest for more than a chapter or two.  Kiki Howell has written a historical novel that sings.  
   In Torn Asunder, Ms. Howell carefully spices her text with appropriate language, but does not go overboard.  She lets the language flavor the story, instead of overpowering it.  Her love for the time period is reflected in every part of the story, from the vivid characters to the clear imagery of her settings.  
  I give Torn Asunder five of five hearts.”  ~D. Alexx Miller, Book Reviewer for Romance in the Backseat

 

EXCERPT:

The roses, elegant in their refinement, fell from one another with little grace as she undid the paper around them. Staggering back a few steps until her back met with the wall, she slid down to the floor letting the wrapping and flowers fall where they may. Aubrey wrapped her arms tightly around her midsection. Her chest ached more with each beat of her heart as she swallowed hard, blinked away the mistiness over her eyes, and remembered.

It had been the beginning of the season, a bit over a fortnight ago, when she first encountered Edmund Bryant, the Marquess of Dalysbury. Although she rolled her eyes still at the title, she felt impelled to live through it all again–through the days of fantasy in which she had allowed herself to participate. Love at first sight didn’t always give way to rational thinking. It did, however, make possible even the wavering delusions of believing impossible dreams could come true. She had just come to London to live with Lord and Lady Sanderly, her cousins who had paid for her travels under the guise of giving a poor relation of marriageable age a chance to find a good husband.

Whereas, the truth of the matter was, she was a relation who had shown a great aptitude for learning of the magical powers she had inherited. The good Lord and Lady, while holding the public title of Earl and Countess, were actually descendants of one of the notorious Pendle witches. They were to teach her to harness and utilize her innate talents in secret while flaunting her about from various parties and balls in the public eye.

She recalled with a weak smile the first ball Lord and Lady Sanderly had thrown to immerse her into proper society. At the time, she had consciously gripped her hands before her waist to resist fidgeting while trying hard to fix to memory all of the titles of those to whom she was being introduced. Her level of discomfort had increased, however, as an unsettled awareness of someone in the room, a haunting premonition of sorts, had made her heart race and her mouth dry. She had paid mind to ignore the successive shivers which rushed the length of her spine until they pooled as heat in her tightening stomach.

Reminded she was holding her breath only when forced to speak, her ribs had begun to ache. When a chill more pervasive that any she had ever known even in the drafty county cottage she had been raised in permeated her shoulders, she had turned in the direction of the source, and her eyes had met with a man standing just across the room looking back at her. She had immediately felt challenged to not look away from the gaze of his dark eyes. They radiated a raw energy unlike anything she had ever encountered before even among those with her own esoteric abilities.

A connection was made. Her heart beat at a frantic, uneven pace like a horse racing over shoddy roads. At the same time, a vague forewarning had made her break out in a glistening of sweat while she fought the urge to escape as well the need to move toward the man. She had given merit to her reactions based only on the fact she had captured the glance of an aristocratic gentleman with a lady in a lavish satin gown on his arm of obviously higher circumstances.

Engrossed in his fine manners, she watched as his hand removed the one holding onto him from his arm with a slight nod of his head. The lady in return had given him a slight curtsy but glorious smile before turning back to her other acquaintances which Aubrey recognized to be a duke and duchess she had recently met. His tempestuous form fit in posh attire spun on the heel of his expensive footwear to find her again with his haunted and hungry eyes. He seemed an odd mix of rugged and refined. She had felt the thrill and danger of being pursued by a beast which lurked inside of the man.

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