The Vampire & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Christmas
Vampires and werewolves don’t mix … or do they?
Before there were three, there were two. When a vampire swoops in to save Trevor from a rogue gang’s blood sport, the werewolf must fight his own inhibitions. The magic of New Orleans and the holiday season bring together these two unlikely lovers.
Such a pleasure to be visiting with Guys like Romance, Too! Do you have your hot cocoa with marshmallows? All snuggly by the fire? It’s hard to believe that 2012 lies just around the corner. Sigh. The year’s passed by incredibly quickly.
As a writer, there is some trepidation when delving into new territory. My holiday novella The Vampire & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Christmas serves as my first foray into the m/m genre. Yes, that means I’ve lost my m/m virginity.
Honestly, I’ve gotten to know my characters Lawrence and Trevor so well over the past year that they told me their story and I’m merely the scribe. All of my published work so far crosses boundaries. I’ve written m/f, f/f/f and m/m/f. (It’s an erotic alphabet!) The first book in this series, The Vampire, The Witch & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Threesome starts off with Trevor and Lawrence’s relationship already established. We learn a little bit about their history, and how they met but there are five years that they spent together. After receiving a few letters from readers and feedback via reviews, I decided to share some of their backstory.
Researching Christmas traditions in the Big Easy was entertaining. While I’ve visited New Orleans a few times, it hasn’t been around the holidays. I consulted a few friends from the area, combed through local event websites and watched videos to capture the magic of Christmas at the Oaks. Although, I did take liberties with the twosome’s romp through the park.
Here’s a little appetizer of the tale:
His limbs tensed with anticipation. The scent of pine needles and moist earth tingled his senses. Trevor flexed his muscles, loosening up, and trying to relax before they took off. Lawrence had suggested trekking out to The City Park for their escapade. While living in the city, Trevor had heard of the extravagant displays at Christmas at the Oaks, he’d never seen it for himself. He never had someone to share the moment with, let alone someone he loved.
Love. Yes, just thinking about the emotion used to set his heart to aching, wishing for a place to belong, and a family to call his own. Now, it made him think of Lawrence, and what they’d shared together. If anyone would’ve told him a month ago that he’d be living with a man, a vampire at that, in the French Quarter, well, who knows what he would have done.
As they drew closer to the park, the magnificence of the lights and rounded lanterns hanging from the trees drew Trevor’s attention. So bright that they blocked out the illuminations of the night’s stars. He marveled at Santa’s sleigh in red lights being pulled by a team of alligators. A surprised bark of laughter burst from his chest, and he covered his mouth, embarrassed at his outburst.
“Only in New Orleans would Santa enlist the help of gators,” Trev said.
“Helps him get through those soggy marshes in the bayou,” Law joked back.
Hope you enjoyed that little taste of The Vampire & The Werewolf: A New Orleans Christmas. Once again, thanks for the warm welcome. Happy Holidays!
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