Please tell the readers a little about yourself.
First off lets state that I am not normal, nor have a I ever been. I am as crazy as they come. I have a brain that turns like a hamster wheels, and body that somehow has adopted some form of ADHD. And my attention is like a dog always on to something else, new, and fun. Since I was 10 years old I dreamed of writing horror novels. That dream quickly ended with the realization that boys and girls were supposed to not only get along with one another, but they were so supposed to fall in love and live happily ever after. I am a paranormal and contemporary romance author that has dabbled in young adult and adult, but soon found a home writing adult romance and never looked back.
How about your latest release?
A vampire sworn to protect his kind. A sadistic hunter wanting the blood of vampire. One beautiful human caught in the crossfire. More info can be found at: http://www.mindiferrari.com/portfolio.html or http://www.secretcravingspublishing.com/MindiFerrari.html
What was your primary inspiration for this book?
I would have to say my love for vampires, I’ve always wanted to write my own feel for the species, although pretend I know all us women wish in most ways they were real and watching us.
Do you have any muses?
My one and only Muse would have to be the vampires in J.R.Wards black dagger brotherhood novels. I could eat those vampires up!
Any advice for aspiring writers?
Be patient and no matter what work your butt off to make your dreams come true, never give up hope. This business is extremely hard, so again patients and persistence is the key.
If you could be one animal, person, or at a place for a day what/who/where would it be?
Well I would never want to be an animal, so a person *taps on chin* I would love to be a Victoria Secret model, walking on the cat walk for one day…
*LK: And the free bras! Snap!*
Five random facts about you:
I must have coffee to function. I have OCD with how nice I like the books to be (no bent or torn covers, they must look brand new), I hate stickers. I must listen to classic rock to write. And last but not least, I love the color purple.
Are you working on any new releases later this year?
I have a paranormal romance that’s called Wicked Games that’s due to be released September 19 2011 with Secret Cravings Publishing.
Anything else you’d like to say?
I love talking to people, fans, other writers and authors alike or different, so anytime you want to chat just email me or send me a message on facebook I would love to hear from you.
And the excerpt:
Nicholie’s boots crushed the ground beneath him, “one step at a time.” He told himself. “She will make it.”
His heart clenched and cracked like trees in a thunderstorm. The blood was dripping down the side of his arm and rushing to fall to the ground. Even something as simple as her blood and the scent that came from it made his fangs elongate, his nose tickle with excitement, and the bulge in his pants throb. He had to put those thoughts away because she was dying, he could sense it.
“That fucker is gonna die.” Nicholie’s patience was wearing thin, he knew that Jude had it covered but also knew that one kick to that mother fucker’s skull was not good enough for him.
He had to get her to the doc though and only had a few minutes left. She had been beaten hardcore the way his daddy used to beat him and his sister.
There was something about the woman he carried in his arms, something that made his heart beat out of order. Something that made the very core of him want to protect and keep her all to himself. Knowing she was human though made it out of the question. As he braced her body and ran fast toward the mansion, he knew without a doubt as soon as she was well he would have to let her go. That’s if everything went the way it should but fate just might intervene against his will.
Nicky couldn’t even begin to feel the burn the fast pace was placing on his bones and skin, his muscles were working overtime but his mind was on the woman.
Within five minutes he had made it fifty miles and up into the mountains where they lived. Stopping long enough at the gate to be buzzed in, Nicky ran straight for the building behind his house where the doc’s quarters were. Passing the rose bushes, he hit the front door, slammed it into the wall and knocked it off its hinges.
“Nicky what the hell are you doing?” As the doc rushed to help him with the woman, he grabbed at Nicholie’s arm and rushed him over to a table in one of the rooms.
The house the doc lived in was about three stories and each level had its own purpose with. They however were on the middle level.
“I found her behind the hospital, just behind Shadow Lane. I got the damn bastard right before he pulled his jolly out of his pants.” His breathing never wavered, even though he had run faster than he ever had before.
“Jesus Nicky, you might have got her here right in time.” The doc rushed to his cabinet and pulled out a nineteen-gauge syringe with all the trimmings. As he went back to the woman’s side, he pulled her shirt away from her neck and stuck the needle in the jugular vein. “This will help calm her for a little while so I can examine her.”
He never asked questions when the doc did his duties, but for some reason him being close to her made his body tense up. As the doc began to check over the woman, he knew he could hear the soft growl rising up in his throat.
The doc looked Nicholie in the eyes. “Steady there tiger—you okay?” Nicky felt the doc’s eyes on his every move, watching the expression on his face Nicky knew he would get an ear full later. He was already so paranoid about the woman, and for no apparent reason. Just as he watched the doc reach the woman’s arm Nicky went into panic mode, His chest heaving, a growl rising, suddenly he bared his fangs, “Nicky I’m not going to hurt her I need to examine her and make sure we can get her to pull through this, okay?”
The growl stopped and his eyes eased back to normal.
“I just—shit, I’m sorry. I don’t know where that came from.”
“She’s human Nicky, you know that right? I mean I can help her and I will just considering the facts but—”
“But nothing, look I know the rules. I will give her head a wash and return her as soon as she’s well.”
Nicky watched as doc returned to the woman’s lifeless body to check her vitals. Right as he reached to take off her clothes, so he could examine the rest of her body for damage, Nicholie grabbed his hand and forced him to stop. This is my woman. Although he knew the doc needed to put a gown on her to begin using the hardcore machines, he felt it was within his territory, that it was his job. “I’ll do that, turn around,” Nicholie snapped faster than a two year old throwing a temper tantrum.
“Are you serious? Look I can’t do my job if you keep stopping me, Nicky, I can’t save her, now let me do what I have too. Get your emotions in check or I will be forced to make you leave. Don’t think I don’t have back-up.”
“I will help then, I will do what needs to be done physically, I don’t want you seeing her naked. I mean you don’t know her—I mean look, just let me take her clothes off and put her gown on then you can turn around.” The doc inhaled a deep breath.
“If it helps, but you mustn’t think I won’t ever see her naked, Nicky. Look what if she needs surgery?” As Nicholie nodded to the doc then took in a nice deep breath to get his emotions under control for the second time. The doc shrugged his shoulders and began to sit his supplies down. “Then do as you wish, Nicky, but as a doctor I have morals and one of them is to not check out patients.”
“Fine, but do me a favor and stop saying my name so damn much, you’re making me hate it.”
“Good we agree then—I will do my job?” Nicholie nodded.
They both took off what was left of her clothes, and then he stood there in shock. Yes, he knew the human race but to be honest he didn’t know one human being was capable of surviving with this many bruises to their body, her tiny delicate body. His heart wanted to cry but every single part of him stayed strong as they put her gown on and the doc hooked up her I.V.
Thanks for dropping by, Mindi!