Genre: Erotic paranormal romance
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Date of Publication: March 17, 2015
Number of pages: 211
Word Count: 80k
Cover Artist: Kanaxa
Consumed by the need to feed…
After an out-of-control spell triggers the zombie apocalypse, Lizzy Addams is left in the ruins of Chicago with only the slightly unhinged commentary—and endless erotic appetites—of her inner demon for company. Her blood supply dwindling, she is forced to find survivors to feed from, or die trying.
Officer Angela Kinney was on duty when hungry corpses overwhelmed the city. The survivors look to her for leadership, but nothing prepared her for a beautiful monster who offers safety in exchange for blood.
Sean MacMillan never expected to see Lizzy again after she rejected his attempts to lure her back to the vampire fold. But with his flock threatened by the horde and his murderous vampire brother, Lizzy is the only one he can trust to keep them safe.
The veil of secrecy shrouding the supernatural world torn apart, humanity’s only hope is to forge an alliance with vampires, werewolves, and things that go bump in the night. Though accepting their aid could be a devil’s bargain that puts humans at the bottom of the food chain.
Warning: Contains vampire orgies, angsty demon sex, a frisky lesbian werewolf, light kink, and enough sex toys to start a store.
I opened my mouth to ask for a volunteer, and noticed just a fraction too late that a priest’s collar peeked out from under Manuel’s overcoat and that he was eyeing me in an unfriendly manner. He spat at me in Latin and pulled a cross that exploded with blinding light. The image seared into my retinas as holy fire hit me full blast.
I’d rescued a damn priest. What a fucking way to die.
My inner demon shrieked, and I hissed like a pissed-off alley cat and bolted. I slammed against the roof ’s edge and toppled over it like a drunk after the bars close, then crashed through the plastic top of a Dumpster in the alley. For a moment I was relieved to be out of the burning, but it was quickly followed by the sudden onset of the what-the-fuck pain of my landing.
The world had ended before garbage day, so I was up to my ass in trash bags that stank like rancid vomit. Mobs descended on my Dumpster in a sea of arms outstretched to grab and devour me. Like sharks in a feeding frenzy, they were programmed to bite first and ask questions later. My pink Chucks had no traction as I tried to climb atop the Dumpster, and I slipped and struggled. Ugh. Death by fashion. I should’ve gone for the Doc Martens.
Mobs weren’t good at ladders, but they could handle climbing short distances, and two toppled over the edge and into the garbage. I tried to kick myself into flight, but my magic fizzled and refused to cooperate. No fuel, no magic. One of the trash zombies’ rotted teeth sank through my jeans and into my leg, and I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I ripped my leg away, losing a chunk of flesh and muscle in the process, and with a rush of pure terror I vaulted out of the garbage and into the alley. When I hit the ground my wounded leg buckled and I collapsed. The dead closed over me like an ocean wave and clawed at my cashmere coat with frostbitten fingers until I wriggled out of it and broke free. I booked it as best I could, ducking and weaving through the crowd.
Despite my fear, I had enough sense left to run down the alley away from the spot the humans had been. I emerged into the street opposite, found it likewise occupied by mobs, and cursed as I headed into the next alley. A metal fire escape clung to the side of the building to my right, and I leapt, pulled the ladder down and hustled up it as my wounded leg fought me the whole way. When I reached the roof I sighed with relief and lay flat, staring up at the full moon as hunger raged through me like a slavering, rabid dog.
I needed to feed, and the only living humans in Chicago were traveling with a priest with a grudge. I wouldn’t make it home without blood—hell, I wouldn’t make it off this rooftop. In a few hours the sun would rise and I’d be Lizzy Addams flambé.
It sucked to be a vampire at the end of the world.
Do you do another job except for writing and can you tell us more about it?
I work in a bakery. I love it, because I get paid to bake cookies. :) You can make someone’s day by giving them a free cookie.
What is the name of your latest book, and if you had to summarize it in less than 20 words what would you say?
Bite Me is an erotic paranormal romance with a f/f/m ménage and gratuitous violence against zombies.
Who is your publisher? Or do you self-publish?
This is my ninth book with Samhain Publishing.
How long does it usually take you to write a book, from the original idea to finishing writing it?
Many of my books start as National Novel Writing Month projects, and I usually get the first draft done in a month. After that it takes a month or two to go through revisions and edits, and to wrangle my beta readers into giving their feedback. I have awesome beta readers.
What can we expect from you in the future? (i.e. More books of the same genre? Books of a different genre?)
More action, magic, mayhem and swords. I love the paranormal so much that even my sci-fi has vampires in it.
Do you have a favorite character from your books? And why are they your favorite?
I have a favorite in every book. I loved writing Lizzy in Bite Me. She’s very snarky, and her back-and-forth with her inner demon was a lot of fun to write.
Do you have a certain routine you have for writing? i.e. You listen to music, sit in a certain chair?
I usually write on my laptop while relaxing on the couch and watching TV. If I’m working at my desk I listen to my film score station on Pandora. I can’t write if it’s quiet.
Do you read all the reviews of your book/books?
All, no. I usually read reviews if they’re posted by professional review sites, but I leave regular reader reviews alone.
Do you choose a title first, or write the book then choose the title?
The title is almost always my last step before I submit, and sometimes even then it ends up changed. Titles are the hardest part of writing for me.
How do you come up with character names and place names in your books?
I tend to name minor characters after whatever I’m watching at the time. I may have named a few characters in Bite Me after author friends of mine.
Do you decide on character traits (i.e. shy, quiet, tomboy/girl) before writing the whole book or as you go along?
I start with an overall idea for a character’s personality, and small details like Lizzy being a gamer tend to happen as the story progresses.
Which format of book do you prefer, eBook, hardback, or paperback?
All of the above. It depends on the book. When I broke my hand I was very grateful for my ereader, because I could prop it up on my lap and only needed one good hand to swipe the pages. Books are awesome in all their formats.
What is your favorite book and Why? Have you read it more than once?
I’m an English major, so I could never pick just one book. I’ve read Dance Upon the Air by Nora Roberts several times. You never forget your first Nora.
Your favorite food is?
Coffee. Coffee is a food, right? If beverages don’t count, I’d have to go with a yellow cake donut topped with white icing and shredded coconut.
Your favorite color is?
Pink is my signature color.
Robyn Bachar enjoys writing stories with soul mates, swords, spaceships, vampires, and gratuitous violence against the kitchen sink. Her paranormal romance Bad Witch series, historical paranormal romance series Bad Witch: The Emily Chronicles, and spicy space opera romance trilogy Cy’ren Rising are available from Samhain Publishing.
Her books have finaled in PRISM Contest for Published Authors, the Passionate Plume Contest, and twice in the EPIC eBook Awards.
As a gamer, Robyn has spent many hours rolling dice, playing rock-paper-scissors, and slaying creatures in mmorpgs.