I am super excited to have Author Sonia Hightower who is also known as Author Tara Chevrestt here with me today on my Authors Spotlight. *Pulls up a comfortable chair*
Sonia, welcome to the hot seat! *Grins*
Sonia Hightower is the sexier side of author Tara Chevrestt. Sonia claims she was here first, but Tara's belief is that Sonia was created to protect the readers of her YA novels from stumbling onto some of her sexier writings. After all, there are some things a fifteen year old should not read…
Past writings by Tara include Dog Tails: Three Humorous Short Stories for Dog Lovers, A Facebook Affair, Ride for Rights, When We Meet Again, and Operation: Enduring Santa will be coming in 2012. Sonia, who has recently been allowed to express her writing tendencies, has penned Sinful Urges and Afterburn.
Their love burns hot, but will it stay fueled? Crystal is an enlisted mechanic with a tragic past. Grant is an officer and a pilot with a broken heart. When faced with a difficult decision, will Crystal choose wisely or lose the best thing that ever happened to her?
The love between them burns hot, but their relationship won't stay fueled if they can't beat the obstacles that stand in their way. Besides breaking the fraternization rules, Grant and Crystal have the difference of race between them…but can they prove to the rest of the world, and to each other, that love is color blind?
Afterburn is about overcoming one's past, not judging others, learning to forgive, and what it's like to be a woman in a "man's world."
I love your cover! Tell us a little bit more about the characters in your book. What was your inspiration for writing this book?
Well, I was an aircraft mechanic for eleven years. For 5 years, I worked in the commercial industry. For 6 years, I worked on military craft, F-16s. I had long wanted to put my experience in a book in some way and I love aviation books… I have read a ton of books about women pilots…but just how often do you run across a book about a women mechanic? They're just as important! We keep 'em flying.
As a writer, what genre/genres call to you?
Historical fiction. I love to learn something when I read.
Is there any subject you will not tackle?
I don't like reading butt sex. LOL. Nothing against people doing it. It's just weird for me to read.
How would you describe your writing style?
Daring. I like to take on sensitive subjects.
Who are some of your favorite authors?
Christina Courtenay is a favorite of mine. I've also become a fan of Suzie Grant. Her books feature strong historical heroines likes pirates and Vikings.
Some great authors!
If you had to pick only one book that you love, what would it be?
Molokai by Alan Brennert. Moves me to tears.
What is your favorite place to write?
My office or the kitchen table. With my dogs at my feet.
I’m always asked about advice, so I’m going to ask you. What advice can you give to aspiring writers?
Write about what you love. Your passion on the subject will show on the page and entice your readers.
Are you working on anything new, and if so what can your fans expect to see in the near future?
Right now, I've got two joint projects going, both f/f. One is like a political thriller and one is a BDSM.
Here’s a little something from Afterburn:
In one swift movement, Grant grasped her by her hips and flipped her onto her back, following her body with his own till he hovered over her. His dark eyes caught her lighter ones and stared into them intently. "Something clicked with you," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "There's just something there. I knew it from the moment you popped out from under that wheel well and banged your pretty head on that wing." He traced a finger down her cheek. She felt a stirring within her. When his finger stopped at her lips, she pursed them and kissed the tip. Grant made a wistful sound, but apparently wasn't going to be distracted. "I know with you, you won't hurt me. You have been hurt, just like me, by other people in different ways. There's a feeling of kinship right here." He touched the left side of his chest, placing his hand over his heart.
"I feel it too," Crystal whispered and, feeling a rush of desire for this man, this wondrous, kind-hearted, sexy man, she pulled his finger into her mouth. Her tongue and her eyes hinted at the other places her mouth would go, promising more to come. He replaced his finger with his mouth and, as their tongues mated, she used her body to coax him onto his back once more. She followed him, running her mouth down his neck and his chest, relishing the salty taste of his skin and the vibrations of his moans underneath her fingertips.
She had never felt this sexy, this wanted, this daring in her life. Sex in her past had consisted of awkward fumbling in the dark; heavy, sweaty grunting that ended in immediate snoring. Never before had she gone down on a man without being pressured or coaxed into doing so. Now, as she took his aroused cock in her mouth, she felt no shame, no embarrassment. She wanted to do it. As her tongue tasted him—the maleness, the muskiness, the saltiness that was the very essence of a man—her own juices began to flow again.
Afterburn Buy Links: http://www.breathlesspress.com/afterburn
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