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Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Guest Author Interview - Julia Talbot

I've got Julia Talbot here, answering a baker's dozen questions and sharing info about her latest release!

1. What sparked the idea for Found Vampire?  

It's the sequel to Chosen Wolf, and I liked the idea of turning the first book on its ear. The wolf finds the vamp.

2. What's your favorite munchy while writing? 


3. Black and white or all the colors of the rainbow? 

Rainbow, natch

4. Sunrise or sunset? 

Sunset. Not a morning person

5. Christmas or Halloween? 

Both! I don't have to choose!

6. What was the hardest thing about writing Found Vampire? 

making sure I didn't "Joss" myself on the first book

7. What's your favorite timewaster? 


8. How many werewolves does it take to screw in a lightbulb?  

One. They're capable guys

9. How many vampires does it take to screw in a lightbulb? 

None. Like they'd do it.

10. What are you wishing for in 2019? 

A little normal. 2018 was tough.

11. Who's more fun to write - a vampire or a werewolf? 

I love both

12. Lions, tigers or bears?  

Bears! I mean I've done all of them, but I love bears

13.  What's your favorite cookie?  

Chocolate Chip

Please share a small smutty excerpt of Found Vampire.

“He bit me.”

Brantley turned to look at Mal, raising a brow at him. “Yeah? You want another round of bacon?”

Mal scowled. “Did you hear me?”

“Uh-huh. There’s milk, too.”

“Brantley, a vampire bit me, and I let him.”

The big asshole grabbed a pound of bacon and dumped it in a pan. “The corn-holing comes next, you know.”

Mal’s jaw dropped open. “What?”

“Butt-fucking,” Brant deadpanned. “Ass-banditry.”

“I’m going to kill you. You know that, right?”

“Fudge-packing? Hole-humping? Hiding the salami? Punching the starfish? Buggery?”

“Stop it!” Mal flapped his hands. “Ew! Jesus, Brantley. What do I do?” He’d wanted to play around with guys, but really, what chance had he ever had to do more than hand and maybe mouth stuff?

“Enjoy the ride.” When he squawked, Brantley waved a spatula at him. “What? You’re bonded. Paul says so. If you try to leave him, your wolf will bring you right back.”

“I have a life!”

“And I didn’t?” Brantley bared his teeth a little. “What do you want from me, man? It was hard as hell, but so worth it. So fucking worth it.”

“I don’t—” Panic set in a bit, his chest tight. It was one thing to fuck around, another to be bonded like Brant and unable to leave. “I’m not. Shit.”

“Sit. So don’t. I mean, maybe, it’s different for you two. How the fuck would I know?”

“Different. Tell me how it is for you?” He sat. He’d teased Brantley a lot but had never really listened about bonds and shit. Not really.

“It’s like…” Brantley frowned, chewed his lip. “At first, it was like being in a dream all the time, like I couldn’t focus. Now, it’s more like being so focused that everything is bigger.”

Wow. That sounded all esoteric and not at all helpful. “Can you be more specific?”

“What do you want to know?”

“How do you? I mean, you were all about playing the field.” Was that enough to go on?

“I was, but I need him.” Brantley’s cheeks were on fire, but he didn’t look ashamed. “I want it. He doesn’t have to force me.”

“Does it… When he bites you?” Mal cleared his throat. Fuck, he was an adult, and god knew, he’d done his share of play-by-play with the guys about women. “Does it make you come?”

“Fuck, yes. Over and over. I… Okay, this is just between you, me and the bedpost, but…I let him bite me down there.”

Mal’s eyes went wide, and he stared. “No shit?”

“Uh-huh. It’s… I’ve got no words.”

When he looked down, Mal realized he’d instinctively covered his crotch with his hands. “Ow.”

“Yeah. I don’t know what to tell you.”

Paul leaned against the doorframe. “Tell him about what, dabi?”

“Nothing,” Brant said easily. “Wolf bullshit.”

“Mmm. So you say. Good day, Mal.”

“Hey.” Mal always felt odd around the manu.

He had the sneaking suspicion Paul was doing something he couldn’t see or hear too, because Brantley’s cheeks were purple.

Found Vampire

Found Vampire is the sequel to Chosen Wolf. Brant's best friend Mal is on his way home from Paul and Brant's cabin, having snowmobiled up to see his friend. On the return trip, hears someone calling him, which is impossible over the motor noise. Impossible, but he finds the man calling to him, a nearly frozen vampire Mal can hear talking in his head.

Henri is an Acadian vampire who hears voices in his head. He knows he's crazy, but has no idea that bonding with a Guardian werewolf will help him, even as he forms a connection with Mal.

Both of them have reasons to fight the bond in the short term, but when it comes down to it, only Mal's discipline will save Henri from the voices, and from himself.

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Thanks to Julia for being here!

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  1. I've not read this first book but on my way to buy them both now

  2. Well .. you guys just made my TBR stack 2 books higher! Thank goodness the Holidays are here & I can start reading! Best wishes to you Sean & Julia & B.A.! 💖💖💖

  3. This sounds really good. I have read many of your other stories but missed the first book.