Chastity Point Series
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: June 30, 2014
Number of pages:
Word Count: 153933
Cover Artist: Gözdem Perrichet
Ciarán Blane had always been a soldier. It was the only way of life he knew. But he hadn't been an average warrior, since he was not even an ordinary man to begin with. He was something more than human, carrying a wild beast within, akin to a werewolf-like creature straight from legends and myths...
Except he was very real.
Ciarán was a highly trained sniper who was sent into the thick of the fray, when basic human senses were failing. He was also an executioner for his own kind, when they lost all semblance of a civilized being and had gone rogue. After years of dealing in death, he was on the cusp of losing his own humanity in favor to his ferocious nature. And once that happened, nothing but death awaited him...
Danielle Kendrick had planned her whole life up to the smallest detail, only to helplessly watch all her dreams and hopes unravel and crumple at her feet. All of it being merely the outcome of one catastrophic moment, when the truth had been revealed in all its ugly glory. Not the truth about her, but her older brother, who turned out to be a far cry from the person everybody thought he was.
After his death, all his sins fell on Dani's shoulders, in the blink of an eye costing her the loss of family, friends, a house and a dream career. But fate was not yet done with her and kept testing her by placing more challenges in her way. Was Ciarán going to be one of too many and her final downfall at once?
Being the mate to a savage alpha male would be hard enough but he was the very person, who was the catalyst behind her life falling apart. Was Danielle going to be able see past that and trust the intimidating man, who seemed to be nothing more than a hardened killer, possessing the same traits she despised in her own brother?
Will she turn her back on Ciarán and by doing that, damn them both?
Was a dominant male, used to having his way in every aspect of life, be able to rein in his primal instinct for a love he doesn't believe in? Or does the hunter turn into the very thing he hated and become the prey instead?
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She switched the light on at the same moment a low, masculine voice broke the stillness of the evening.
“I can see you've had a great time.” Ciarán stated, and she gasped, swiveling on her heel to look at him.
He was seated near the window, in a masculine sprawl, in which he seemed to own the chair. His legs were crossed at the ankles, and his hands laced behind his head, giving him an utterly relaxed look.
Top of his black shirt was unbuttoned, and it seemed he felt perfectly unfettered in her room, making it his personal space.
“Ciarán.” She said, pressing the palm of hand to her wildly galloping heart. “I didn't expect to see you here.”
“Ah, who did you expect then?” He asked in an indifferent tone of voice that made her suspicious on the spot.
She took a closer look at him and regretted it right away. His eyes were cold, inhuman, and they gave her chills. His nostrils were flaring in an unmistakable way, she already knew the meaning of now, and a feeling of mortification speared through her like a bullet.
“Stop this.” She whispered, humiliated.
It seemed too… intimate that he could scent her, felt like a violation of her privacy, and she didn't know how to protect herself against it.
But whatever tale his sensitive nose was spinning for him, it only seemed to make him angrier. Dani had no idea where her knowledge was coming from, but she was convinced Ciarán was teetering on the very fine edge of his control.
And it scared her as nothing else ever had.
“I don't appreciate you smelling me. I don't like it at all.” She snapped, when her inner voice was screaming at her not to provoke him more.
To turn around and get out of Dodge before it will be too late.
Too late for what? she asked herself, but no answer was forthcoming.
“And I don't like the particular scent attached to you now.” He growled lowering his arms and sitting up, making her take an involuntary step back.
He smirked noticing it, but the anger rolling off his massive body didn't ease up a bit. It was nearly palpable, suffocating her with its strength.
“Then leave, it's my room.” She swallowed audibly.
Dani had no idea what was up with him tonight, but she was not going to back down. All of a sudden it became imperative to her that she no longer permitted people to walk all over her.
“You are in a strange kind of mood Ciarán.” She noticed.
“You think so?” He rasped quietly, staring at her without blinking.
“You are toying with me, when I don't even know the rules of this game.” Dani said with dignity.
If he were going to behave enigmatically, without really saying a thing, she was the one who was going to leave the room, or even the house if need be, she decided.
“We will get to playing, but first tell me, who was that?” He demanded in a rational voice that started to grate on her nerves.
He was interrogating her, just like her brother used to, and she felt a bile of nausea rising in her throat at the memory.
“You have no right to ask me any questions. You've brought me back to Chastity Point, but as I was saying before, you don't need to feel responsible for me. I am a big girl Ciarán, I can take care of myself.” Dani answered, straightening her spine and forcing herself to look into his dead eyes.
The lack of any sign of life in them was terrifying, but she just couldn't glance away. If eyes were windows to the soul, did it mean his was barren as well? she wondered.
“Oh, but I have every right, so let me ask you one more time. Who. Was. That?” He emphasized every word as if she were too stupid to understand it at the first time.
He linked the fingers of both hands like a pianist preparing himself for a solo concert. There was some sharpened alertness to him that seemed honed to perfection, like the most lethal of blades.
“I am done with this conversation.” She muttered and turned around to leave the room.
She didn't hear any movement behind her, but when she touched the doorknob his palm suddenly slapped the surface of the door, making it impossible for her to open it up.
“Please, let me go.” Her throat has instantly dried up and she couldn't swallow easily.
“Let you go?” He barked out a short laugh devoid of any trace of humor. “I'm afraid this option is unacceptable.”
“What do you want from me?” She asked, coming to a standstill, when he pressed his body more heavily into hers, surrounding her with his heat.
Her mind kept telling her it shouldn't be under these circumstances, but she was starting to get frantic, and couldn't focus on anything except getting away from him.
“So many options… I will show you why you should have never come to me with the scent of another male on your body.” He growled into her ear, before grazing her neck with his teeth.
Her body bucked, and she tried to make him release her, but he just turned her around instead. She gasped at the swiftness of his motion.
Her back was pinned against the door now, with his weight keeping her in place. Ciarán's hand manacled her arms above her head. She tried to dislodge him, but it was a futile attempt.
Her head snapped up and she looked into his eyes, hoping to find something there which could explain any of this.
Her breath left her, because his eyes were red.
Did you always wanted to be a writer? If not what did you want to be?
I always loved writing, creating stories but it was just one of my interests and I never took it seriously... until I did a few years ago. Never thought I have the kind of patience or persistence to pursue the subject and bring it to the end and it still tends to surprise me each time I am starting and finishing a book. I wanted to be a designer, a psychologist, a lawyer, wanted to work in the Military... I think there were few other occupations as well ;)
When did you first consider yourself a “writer”?
There are days I still don't consider myself a writer. I've always imagined a writer to be an elderly person with a long, well lived life, enjoying the warmth of their fireplace and spending evenings reminiscing the past while writing it down. That's not me. But I think it dawned on me after my first novel was published in my country.
How long did it take to get your first book published?
The first one was with a publisher and it took around a year from the moment they had received the manuscript and the whole machine started to work. The first self-published took nearly the same, there were a lot of things I had to learn and follow through to make it happen.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
Writing comes with so many other jobs! In order to write I need to be an investigator first, a student to go carefully into the subjects I am going to write about... and probably a few others I don't even think about! (Laugh) But other than that I am a translator and I work as a freelance.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
'Between The Trees' book II in the 'Chastity Point' series and it's... hot! Or at least that's what I've heard! (laugh) This novel is about lives of two people who seemingly have nothing in common yet they can't deny the pull toward each other. It's about inner strength necessary to face whatever comes your way, when all the odds are not in your favor. About love but not the sugary kind with rainbows and unicorns but a tough one demanding forgiveness and understanding. It's filled with myriad of emotions and some of them are really dark and destructive. Ooops... that's more than twenty! Sorry! (sheepish smile)
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
I tried both ways and I can honestly say that both are challenging in their way. I am currently self-publishing.
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
It depends do I have all the time I need or life gets in the way... usually it does. But it can take around 2-3 months. My absolute record was a month but I think I was possessed at the time! Nothing mattered but finishing it as soon as possible and when I was done I felt a little bit disconnected from the real life.
What can we expect from you in the future? ie More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?
I feel special affiliation with Paranormal Romance genre, but it doesn't mean I won't write Contemporary for example. In fact after the 'Chastity Point' trilogy that is my plan exactly. A story I've been carrying within for some time now. Then back to Paranormal, and I will have to heed very insistent voices of twin males trouble-makers, or -solvers, depends on point of view, who are demanding their own stories... Yes, I have plans and ideas. Hopefully time will come for all of them.
What genre would you place your books into?
'Chastity Point' series falls under Paranormal Romance category, but as I've said earlier I am not shying away from Contemporary Romance either.
What made you decide to write that genre of book?
That was easy, it's everything I like to read myself! I love all the kinds of extra in the ordinary. It adds to stories and makes them more interesting because sometimes those supernatural beings learn that their additional powers and characteristics are not necessary a plus but a hindrance... and this is where the fun begins.
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?
Ciarán Blane from 'Between The Trees'. He is a complicated one. Not quite good, not quite bad but oscillating somewhere in between. Sounds like a classical pull toward a bad boy that I don't deny, which woman really can, right? But there is so much to him than that. The whole darkness that clings to his skin and the fact that no matter all his merits he has weaknesses as well. He just needs to realize that. People might give us advice, try to steer us in this direction or that, but the final choice is always our own. We need to decide who we are and what we want. It's about what to leave behind - ashes from the burned bridges or there is something that could be salvaged on the way?
How long have you been writing?, and who or what inspired you to write?
I've been writing for a while now. First it was poetry alone and it goes back to my high school times. Novels came later than that, maybe 4 or 5 years ago. To be perfectly honest I would need to say that life is the best inspiration. Sometimes life writes the best scenarios that we would have never come up with ourselves. People. Those who are the closest to me but strangers as well. Those who pass through my life as if accidentally. Except, I like to believe that some things were just meant to be and we meet everyone for a reason, even if it takes us a while to figure out what it might be.
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? ie You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
Probably there is a key to my madness but I am not sure what that is! (Laugh) All the writing is done on my computer but everything depends on the mood the most. Sometimes music can help with a particular scene, sometimes nothing seems to fit and do the trick turning into a distraction instead. In the end it all comes to the point where I just go with whatever works at the moment and pray for the best.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
I would say yes but there is always a chance to miss out on something. It's interesting to see your work through eyes of other people.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
Both works. For 'Between The Trees' the title came first, then the rest followed. Sometimes coming up with a title is tricky and takes longer, makes me wonder and consider it long after the book is done. It is all relative, but then what is not?
How do you come up with characters names and place names in your books?
Names are the best part to me. Some characters are more demanding, calling for special names. Normally we would call them divas but I love little challenges they throw my way. With places it's similar. It's about creating non-existing ones that seem to fit to circumstances and the story, or choosing those I would like to visit myself.
Are character names and place names decided after their creation? Or do you pick a character/place name and then invent them?
Names and places always come first. I have a very general idea about what I am going to write. I choose a name that takes my attention the most for some reason and go from there, build character around it the way I see fit. It's about intuition I think. It's like puzzles. You turn around pieces as long as necessary until something finally 'clicks' into the right place.
Do you decide on character traits (ie shy, quiet, tomboy girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
As I go along, we are strangers and we need to get to know each other. They usually tell me who they are but it is not always so obvious. It takes time. Some characters are lost, sometimes I get lost. We help each other out.
Are there any hidden messages or morals contained in your books? (Morals as in like Aesops Fables type of "The moral of this story is..")
Moral is such a haughty word. There is always a message, the whole point of the story to where it all comes to in the end. But every reader finds something else in it. As Carlos Ruiz Zafón said; “Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you.”
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
I love paperback, this exact moment when I open it for the very first time and dive inside in search of treasures, the smell of it. I believe reading involves all our senses, not sight alone. But... there is no doubt about eBook being the most comfortable form. You can take it everywhere with you and so many at once. It's hard not to appreciate that.
What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?
It's a hard one. I have many favorite books and I always read them several times. There is always something new to find in the same story, we keep evolving in life so it changes how we see things, we react to them anew. I don't think I would be able to choose just one novel, one story, one character. Too many affected me too strong for that.
Do you think books transfer to movies well? Which is you favorite/worst book to movie transfer?
Some are pretty good, but I always place reading above watching. Movie adaptation is just one way of showing things. When we read we can imagine them the way we see fit, not someone else's point of view or vision, and sometimes they don't come close at all. It can be disappointing. One of the best in my opinion was 'The Lord Of The Rings: The Return Of The King' from 2003. The third part of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Middle-Earth trilogy. I greatly enjoyed all parts in fact. Or 'Forrest Gump' (1994), 'The Fight Club' (1999). There are quite a few I could name.
Your favorite food is?
Your favorite singer/group is?
Linkin Park but it's the same like with books - there are more than one or two.
Your favorite color is?
Your favorite Author is?
M.E. Yildirim is a Public Relations specialist from Poland who is confident Satan himself created math and that the world needs more bookworms to balance the evil out. Her mother is the one who had inculcated in her respect and love for written stories and taught her not to judge a book by its cover.
She lives with head full of voices which won't be silenced until she lets them out to live and spin their tales on paper. That's right-their tales, since they seem to have a mind and will of their own. Walking through life to the beat of her own drum, she has worked in a PR Agency, small companies, a big consortium and even in the Military. But none of it could ever compare to the adventures of creating and building up her characters and stories.
M.E. believes that books are for smoothing out everyone's feathers and reminding people all the things they've already forgotten. She is happily married, oftentimes engaging her husband in her writing, with or without his consent. Tenacious as much as the characters she creates, she loves challenges, letting her own creations to take advantage of that fact.