Name Elizabeth Loraine
Where are you from I grew up in a small Northern Minnesota town. I live in Florida now.
A little about your self `ie your education Family life etc I’m married with a grown son and daughter.
Fiona: Tell us your latest news?
June 5th I’m launch a new long Novella as an addition to my nine full book and two other novellas in the Royal Blood Chronicles series. I will also have two YA anthology pieces and a contemporary adult romance coming out this summer.
Fiona: When and why did you begin writing?
Five years ago.
Fiona: When did you first consider yourself a writer?
When I published my first book, Katrina, the Beginning.
Fiona: What inspired you to write your first book?
I could not find anything to read that interested me at the time, so I challenged myself to write something.
Fiona: Do you have a specific writing style?
I’m a story teller and I love a twisting, page turning, ‘I never saw that coming’ plot.
Fiona: How did you come up with the title?
Sometimes titles come easily and sometimes it takes some real thought. That first book is Katrina began to chronicle her life, so that’s the title.
Fiona: Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?
There’s a cause bigger than you and your needs. Classic good against evil and what are you willing to give up to keep good on the winning side.
Fiona: How much of the book is realistic?
It’s fantasy, but as with all my novels I do research to make anything that appears in the normal life, or historical events correct. I love research.
Fiona: Are experiences based on someone you know, or events in your own life?
Not with this series, but in my other YA series Phantom Lives I based it upon recurring dreams I had as a child.
Fiona: What books have most influenced your life most?
Oh I can’t narrow that down, there are so many. My love of fantasy probably came being read Hans Christian Andersen’s work. Little Mermaid, Elves and the Shoemaker.
Fiona: If you had to choose, which writer would you consider a mentor?
I write so many different styles and genres. Anne Rice, Steve Berry, Clive Cussler, Dan Brown, J.K. Rowling, Tolkien, So many.
Fiona: What book are you reading now?
Soulkeepers, by G.P. Ching
Fiona: Are there any new authors that have grasped your interest?
All the time so many great writers out there.
Fiona: What are your current projects?
After Julius, the Coven. I will be writing book ten for Royal Blood Chronicles. Power of the Secret. I am finishing a thriller/romance now and writing another after that. I’ll also do a short anthology piece for Halloween publication. I’m a very busy woman at the moment.
Fiona: Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members.
Oh my Facebook family, for sure. Along with great bloggers.
Fiona: Do you see writing as a career?
It is my career. I do it full time and I have for four years.
Fiona: If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?
Fiona: Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?
I have always had stories in my mind, I’d just never written them down. Now I do.
Fiona: Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?
Writing is like breathing for me. It seems to be the most natural thing in the world. Marketing is much more challenging.
Fiona: Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?
I can’t narrow that down either. That’s like asking which child you like best.
Fiona: Do you have to travel much concerning your book(s)?
Fiona: Who designed the covers?
I started out designing them myself and they were ok. Now Conspiracy Digital Arts does Royal Blood Chronicles and Creative Paramita does the contemporary ones.
Fiona: What was the hardest part of writing your book?
Deciding to write it.
Fiona: Did you learn anything from writing your book and what was it?
I think you learn something with each one. I learned I could do it and learned I needed help to finish it, as in editing and formatting.
Fiona: Do you have any advice for other writers?
If you want to write, write every day. Taking it seriously and being consistent is everything. If you need help, ask. Writers are very willing to help and give advice if asked.
Fiona: Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?
Thank you, and I love you all. You’re the reason I continue to write. Your support means everything.
Fiona: Do you remember the first book you read?
I’m sure it was a comic book.
Fiona: Other than writing do you have any hobbies?
I love to garden. I have a huge flower garden. I love to travel and spend time with family.
Fiona: What TV shows/films do you enjoy watching?
Again, such a mixture of things. I love action movies, fantasy. Lord of the Rings. The Avengers, XMen. I also love comedies.
Fiona: Favorite foods / Colors/ Music
Anything Italian especially Pizza. Blue is my favorite color. I love any kind of music, depending on mood from classical, jazz, pop, rock, country.
Fiona: If you were not a writer what else would you like to have done?
Oh I’ve done lots of things. I’ve been a secretary, book keeper, decorator. I liked many of them, but I love writing. It’s what I was meant to do.
Fiona: Do you have a blog/website? If so what is it?
I’m in the process of reworking my Royal Blood Chronicles website royalbloodchronicles.com
Here’s an excerpt from Julius, the Coven launching June 5th.
Julius stood at the gangway waiting to board the wind and steam powered clipper ship. He smiled at the scene before him. The way the ship filled the Eastern horizon, the way people crowded the rails and jubilantly waved to their family and friends seeing them off from the dock lifted the weight on his heart. Each passenger was so different from each other, by ethnicity, class, religion and economic situation. Yet their sameness, the very aspect of their being human, would unite in fear against his race. Their races were so close in origin. Yet, because his race possessed the gift of magic and were long lived, Witches and Warlocks were vilified, and if discovered, tortured and killed, often burned alive.
“It’s a little intimidating isn’t it?”
Julius frowned. “Rowena?”
“I guess we all got the message. I wasn’t about to go alone. There’s still some truth to the old adage, ‘safety in numbers’ isn’t there?”
“So the Western Coven is represented. What about Maine?”
Rowena smiled. “Byron sent word. He’s probably already here somewhere in the crush.”
Julius looked up and his gaze washed quickly across the throngs of people up on deck. A young woman caught his eye just for a second, and then she was gone. He frowned and glanced over to Rowena. He sensed she was totally at ease as they made their way up the gang plank.
“It’s really quite exciting Julius. Why do you seem so worried?”
“It’s my nature, and I don’t trust these…people.”
“Please, they’re harmless.”
“You’re a fool if you really think so. Enjoy the voyage, Rowena.”
Julius made his way through the crowd on deck to the purser’s desk. Offering his ticket he was directed to the first class section of the ship. Entering the small outside cabin, he tossed his bag onto the bed, opened the porthole and looked out. The image of the woman he’d seen earlier on deck was on his mind where it had taken up residence there, after he’d caught a fleeting glimpse of her earlier. She was no human. What, or who she was, was making him feel uneasy. A knock caused the image to fade and he turned to the door.
“I’m right next door. I thought I’d say hello.”
“Rowena assured me you’d be on board. Good to see you Byron.” He was genuinely glad to see his longtime friend.
Byron grinned and held out his hand in greeting and Julius shook it. “Should be an interesting voyage and meeting, don’t you think? I’m on my way to the bar. Join me, we’ll talk about it.”
“Yes, this is all very interesting, indeed. But, no, I have some things to do. I’ll see you at dinner?” Byron nodded and left the cabin.
Julius thought about staying in until dinner, but all he could think of was the woman he’d seen. Finding her won out, and he headed to the deck.
Once on the wide foredeck he walked to the center, and let his power survey the crowd. He knew, of course, he wasn’t likely to locate a person of magical origins this way, since they would most likely cloak themselves, but he learned many things about the humans he scanned. As he walked the deck ranging out with his power, he could feel their true emotions, and avoided those he sensed might be a danger. Getting closer to the bow of the ship he felt something unusual. Slowing his pace, he squinted as he turned his head from side to side, homing in first on the direction of the sensation.
He stopped and concentrated harder. As the crowd cleared in front of him, he saw her. She was wearing a Kelly-green wool coat. Her long, strawberry blonde curls billowed out around her with the breeze. She wasn’t cloaking herself, and when she turned he couldn’t stifle the involuntary gasp that escaped his lips. His reaction caused her to smile, her amusement curled across her full, pink lips. When she turned away to look once again out to the sea, Julius released the breath he’d been holding.
He swallowed hard and slowly approached her.
“The ocean is mesmerizing isn’t it?”
“Yes it is. It’s like trying to predict the future. No way of knowing what will happen, it’s ever changing.” She turned then and looked him in the eye. “Are you ready for whatever the future might bring?”
“If it includes you, I am.”
She chuckled and turned back, leaning against the rail. “Handsome and charming. Traits which serve you well, don’t they?”
He frowned. “Usually, yes. I’m Julius.”
She turned to him again. “Marcella.”
She didn’t offer her hand. Julius didn’t take it personally. Non-humans didn’t like to touch if they weren’t sure about the strength of the other’s power. He still wasn’t sure what kind of creature she was. A quick scan told him she was powerful, but he was sure she wasn’t allowing him full access. Of course he was blocking probes as well.
“Nice to meet you Julius. I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other often on this trip.” She walked away and his gaze followed her until she disappeared inside. He shook his head. He was over a hundred years old, he’d experienced the pleasures of many women and had lost what he felt was the love of his life to the poison of evil. He’d ignored the signs as she’d became first withdrawn and moody and then insolent and combative. And when her darkening aura could no longer be disregarded, he thought he could save her, thought he had saved her and she almost destroyed not only him, but his Coven too.
This woman intrigued him. She instantly stirred feelings in him he hadn’t opened himself to for many, many years.
“You’ve seen something. Is it dangerous?” Rowena asked as she approached.
“I don’t think so. See you at dinner.”
Rowena was dumbfounded. It was the second time today Julius had abruptly left her standing alone. She was irresistible, she always had been anyway. She felt her ire rise. Men didn’t just walk away from her, men of any race. Wasn’t it ironic, she’d only agreed to represent her Coven because she knew Julius was heading the delegation. She had relied on her natural attraction to draw him to her, now it looked like she would have to come up with a Plan B.
“You seem upset. What is it Rowena?”
She glanced at Byron and sighed exaggeratedly. “This entire trip is going to be a waste of time.” She forced a smile as she laced her arm through Bryon’s and they started to walk together.
“You’ll find some distractions, Rowena. You always do. If not with Julius, then with someone else.”
Rowena stopped her mouth agape.
Byron smiled and looked away as they continued on. “You’re not fooling anyone, Rowena, least of all me. You’ve been interested in Julius for years. Everyone knows it.”
“Except Julius. He’s oblivious to my charms.”
“Indeed. Don’t blame him too much. He has many challenges as our leader, and now this.”
“Yes, at the insistence of the Protectors.” Rowena couldn’t hide her distain and Byron shook his head and leaned in.
“From Katrina herself,” he whispered. “You’d best be more careful in the way you react to our alliance. Without it, we’d truly be vulnerable. Our numbers already are at the lowest in centuries. If not for her…”
Rowena halted abruptly and jerked her arm away, her eyes flashed. “You can bow to them if you want, withholding the concerns I know that you feel. I, however, intend to be the voice of reason at the council meeting.”
Byron raised an eyebrow as he glanced past her and then back. “This is how you plan to endear yourself to Julius? Good luck with that, Rowena.” He tipped his hat, shoved his hand in his pocket and strolled away.
Rowena was fuming when she reached her cabin. She looked into the mirror as she unpinned her grey hat. She leaned against the vanity stroking the hat’s showy feather plume.
“I’m definitely losing my touch.”
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